Divorced at fifty, I embarked on my path to success.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. The juice was made by the nanny, giving Han Caiyu the opportunity to drug the juice, or even instruct the nanny to do so.

Mei Yusheng's stomach was cramping with pain, and cold sweat was pouring down her forehead.

Suddenly hearing some commotion outside, the nanny cried out in alarm, "The old lady has fainted! Quick!"

The footsteps were hurried, heading towards the mother-in-law's room.

Mei Yusheng didn't know what was happening, but her stomachache was getting worse and worse.

Shen Yingying suddenly knocked on the door and came in: "Mom, Grandma isn't feeling well and needs to go to the hospital, you..."

Not seeing anyone, she looked around: "Mom?"

"Yingying, come in." Mei Yusheng's voice was weak. "My stomach hurts terribly..."

She felt dizzy and thought she was going to faint at any moment.

Then, Shen Yingying's exclamation was heard, followed by the voices of many people.

"Did Mom eat something bad?"

"Mom and Aunt Xie went out for most of the day today, they probably ate something outside."

"I told you, Sister Mei is too weak. How can she take care of the children? She can't even take care of herself."

"No, Grandma also complains of a stomachache! We need to take them both to the hospital, in case they really get food poisoning or something."

"Oh dear, a stomachache isn't a big deal. Why go to the hospital? Just take some anti-inflammatory pills and you'll be fine."

……

Mei Yusheng felt herself being picked up, rushed out the door, got into the car, and the car started moving.

Her head was spinning, and her stomach was cramping. She felt like she was going to die.

When she regained consciousness, she was back in a hospital ward, with an IV drip in her hand. Yue Guangzhi stood in front of her bed, looking at her with concern.

"Mom, you're awake. Are you feeling better? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Mei Yusheng sensed it for a moment, then gently shook her head: "What exactly happened?"

Yue Guangzhi's expression froze. He glanced at his mother with a troubled and guilty look, struggled for a moment, and then stammered, "Yes, I accidentally ate senna leaves..."

"What?" Mei Yusheng sat up abruptly. "How could I have eaten senna leaves? Someone must have deliberately poisoned me!"

He reached out and grabbed Yue Guangzhi: "Tell me! Is she your wife?"

Yue Guangzhi shuddered in fright, his face contorted with pain: "Mom, how could Yingying possibly have drugged you? You can't wrong her! It definitely couldn't have been her! Besides, Grandma also took it and had a stomachache too, but not as bad as yours."

Mei Yusheng was startled. Her mother-in-law had eaten it too? Was this meant to target her mother-in-law?

No, it's definitely targeting her; her mother-in-law was just accidentally dragged into it.

"Then who do you think it is?" Mei Yusheng deliberately mentioned Shen Yingying first, so that Yue Guangzhi could more easily reveal the real culprit in order to clear his wife's name.

Sure enough, Yue Guangzhi didn't even struggle before blurting out, "It's Han Caiyu! She bought senna leaf powder sometime ago and mixed it into your apple juice. Yingying didn't know, that's why she brought it in for you. There was a little left, and Grandma drank it because she was craving it, but it was a very small amount."

"It really was that bitch! I'm going to sue her!" Mei Yusheng gritted her teeth in hatred. This was a laxative; if it had been poison, would she be dead by now?

"What are you suing for? Isn't the house chaotic enough already?" Yue Jiangting shouted angrily. He quickly entered, his face ashen, glaring at Mei Yusheng. "I've already reprimanded her. She'll move out immediately, and you won't see her when you come home. That's the end of it. Don't make a scene!"

"What? Do you know I was almost killed?" Mei Yusheng's eyes were practically spitting fire. "If you hadn't brought your mistress home, would I have suffered like this? She tried to kill me, I'm going to sue her for attempted murder!"

"Alright, it's just a laxative, at most a prank, not murder!" Yue Jiangting waved his hand impatiently. "Don't cause trouble. I've already chased her away. What more do you want? Are you only satisfied when everyone knows and you've completely lost face?"

"What? I was hospitalized because of her, and now I'm the one being unreasonable? Go outside and tell everyone who's on your side!" Mei Yusheng was utterly disappointed. Even after she drugged him, Yue Jiangting was still protecting that bitch. "Afraid of losing face, you still dare to keep a mistress outside? Afraid of losing face, you openly bring your mistress home?"

"Mom, keep your voice down! Calm down!" Yue Guangzhi reached out to cover his mother's mouth, hesitated for a moment, then pressed down on her shoulders, trying to make her lie down.

Mei Yusheng slapped him across the face with a loud crack, and both Yue Jiangting and his son were stunned.

"Mom, if hitting me makes you feel better, then hit me!" Yue Guangzhi reacted first, grabbing Mei Yusheng's hand and slapping it against his own face. "As long as you don't make a big deal out of this, please don't pursue it, even for my sake!"

It's the same old routine, the same old rhetoric. This father and son always do things in a way that benefits themselves, never caring about what harm or grievances she might suffer, because she's not in their hearts or minds at all, so naturally they don't care.

Mei Yusheng felt physically and mentally exhausted, her arms too tired to lift. She sighed deeply, slumped onto her pillow, closed her eyes, and two lines of tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Mom, I'm sorry. You should rest well. We'll go home after you get some sleep." Yue Guangzhi said softly. The father and son exchanged a glance and left the ward together.

Mei Yusheng lay with her eyes closed for a long time, unable to fall asleep. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that all her feelings and efforts over the past thirty years had been wasted.

She wasted the best years of her life on such a selfish father and son; she must be kicking herself for it.

Remembering her promise to Xie Mingqi during the day, Mei Yusheng sniffed, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in her heart. Now she cleared away even the last bit of reluctance she had for her son.

The next morning, despite the advice of Yue and his son, Mei Yusheng returned home.

We got a new nanny, a woman in her thirties who seemed very efficient.

She didn't know whether the original nanny had been fired or had left with Han Caiyu. She wasn't curious at all; she went straight to her room, closed the door, and checked the security camera footage from the past two days on her phone.

In Yuejiangting's bedroom, Han Caiyu cried again, her face streaked with tears, her loose braids hanging down her chest looking disheveled.

"Brother Jiangting, I know I was wrong. I just wanted Sister Mei to stay in bed a few more days so I could continue to stay home and take Xuanxuan to and from school. I really didn't expect it would implicate Mom, and I didn't expect her to have a little to drink too." Han Caiyu hugged Yue Jiangting's arm and shook it, her eyes brimming with tears. "I will never do it again, Brother Jiangting, please, don't send me away. I really love this family!"

Yue Jiangting, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, already half-smoked, looked at her with a complex expression, a mixture of anger and pity: "You're really foolish, and incredibly bold. How could you think of something as insidious as drugging someone? I thought you were a noble, elegant, and intellectual woman. How could you do something so vicious?"

"I was forced into this, wasn't I? I'm so afraid of losing you, Brother Jiang Ting. You know how much I love you. Without you, I can't go on living..." Han Caiyu covered her face and sobbed.

Yue Jiangting took a deep drag on his cigarette, sighed, turned around and hugged Han Caiyu, gently patting her shoulder: "I know, don't cry! Didn't I promise you that I would wait for you patiently for half a year? How could you forget again?"

"Brother Jiang Ting, in six months, can you really divorce her and marry me?" Han Caiyu looked up at him with tear-streaked face, her expression aggrieved. "I'm afraid you're just trying to appease me temporarily, like countless times before. Every time, I believed you, I waited for you, and that wait has lasted twenty years. I'm afraid that if I keep waiting, I'll die..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yue Jiangting stopped her, tenderly wiping away her tears with his fingers. "This time it's for real. I won't let you wait in vain again. In six months, once everything at the company is settled, I will definitely marry you!"

Mei Yusheng sneered, recalling the words he had said in public at the birthday banquet: "You are the only wife I will ever have." She found it extremely ironic.

"Okay, I believe you!" Han Caiyu wiped her face. "I'll follow your arrangements. I'll stay in a hotel for a few days first, and then you can find me a suitable place to rent for two months. Jinfeng's place will be almost finished with renovations, and then I'll move there."

"Good girl!" Yue Jiangting's lips curled slightly as he looked at Han Caiyu's face with satisfaction. "You understand me best and don't cause me any trouble. Don't worry, I won't let you down."

He took a tissue to wipe Han Caiyu's face, tidied her hair, and then took her out the door.