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

Upon hearing this, Yue Guangzhi's face darkened, and he pleaded with his eyebrows furrowed, "Mom, what are you saying? Are you trying to humiliate me or yourself?"

Mei Yu was panting heavily, her head buzzing, on the verge of losing her mind.

She really wanted to kill that despicable couple with her own hands, and then take them down with her!

He wished the anger in his eyes would materialize and burn the two shameless old bastards in front of him to ashes!

"Have you made enough of a scene?!" Yue Jiangting glared angrily at Mei Yusheng. "I'm the one who wronged you, but don't you feel you're completely blameless? Look at yourself in the mirror. Any man would know what to choose!"

"You dare to hit my mother? I think you don't want to live a good life anymore!"

Mei Yusheng choked on her words, her chest tight with embarrassment. Her eyes hardened, and she snapped, "Who here doesn't want a peaceful life anymore? The mistress openly came to our house, your whole family knew, but you kept it from me alone—"

She ran her finger over everyone present: "You kept me in the dark, making me a fool for twenty years. What were you thinking? You can't bully people like this!"

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, and she didn't even bother to wipe them away: "Yue Jiangting, you and Han Caiyu are deeply in love. If you had told me twenty years ago, I would have immediately divorced you and let you be together! Why did you keep it a secret until now?"

Yue Jiangting's expression froze, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Yue Guangzhi's eyes were fixed on Mei Yusheng, not daring to look away for a moment: "Mom! Don't be angry. Actually, I found out six years ago, not twenty. Dad didn't want to divorce you, and he won't!"

Mei Yusheng turned to look at her son in surprise: "How did you know? Did you two plan this all along?"

"What? Brother Jiangting, is what Xiaozhi said true? You never intended to divorce her, never intended to marry me?" Han Caiyu was furious, tears streaming down her face as she stared at Yue Jiangting and questioned him.

"Hmph, if you ask me, my son is too kind. It's better to divorce such an ill-mannered and unfilial daughter-in-law!" The mother-in-law's aged voice interrupted.

"Mom, don't get involved. Your son knows what he's doing!" Yue Jiangting interrupted his mother-in-law.

Meeting Han Caiyu's aggressive gaze, he looked troubled: "Caiyu, listen to me, we're both over fifty, entering old age. If we get a divorce at this age, what will people outside think of me if they find out I cheated? How will I have the face to go out and see people? My old clients and government officials will look down on me and terminate their cooperation with me. It will be a loss for me!"

"I don't care! I don't care!" Han Caiyu shook her head desperately, her braids coming undone. "You promised to divorce Mei Yusheng and then marry me, to make me your rightful wife. You said you wouldn't mistreat me!"

Mei Yusheng stared at the farce unfolding before her with bloodshot eyes, then suddenly her mind cleared and her breathing gradually calmed down.

Yue Guangzhi glanced at his mother with trepidation, constantly on guard against her lunging at Han Caiyu again.

“I won’t hit them anymore. They’re not worth my energy.” Her voice was cold and sharp, carrying a chill. Mei Yusheng could see her son’s worry. “I will talk to them calmly.”

She sat quietly opposite the adulterous couple, watching Yue Jiangting frantically try to coax Han Caiyu, feeling a dull ache in her heart.

In our 30 years of marriage, I don't recall him ever treating me like this before.

From the time they met until they got married, his attitude towards her was at most respectful, but lacked intimacy.

Sometimes, when she sees the intimacy between her son and daughter-in-law, she feels a moment of disorientation, thinking it's just a difference in the behavioral patterns of two generations.

The older generation is more conservative and not good at expressing their feelings.

However, what happened today told her that she was wrong. A man's affection for a woman is spontaneous and unconscious; it doesn't need to be forced and will naturally flow out.

When faced with the woman he truly loves, a man doesn't need to be taught; he knows how to coax her.

For the first time, she faced her own sorrow, and her heart was frozen solid.

"Brother Jiang Ting, give me a straight answer today: are you going to marry me or not? If you say no, I promise I'll disappear from your sight immediately and never appear again. I'll grant your wish and never bother you two again!" Han Caiyu's eyes were brimming with tears, on the verge of falling, looking utterly pitiful.

Yue Jiangting's expression softened visibly, and he coaxed her gently, "Caiyu, don't leave me. You know I can't live without you. Give me a little more time, and I'll handle it."

Mei Yu suddenly burst into laughter, starting as a muffled chuckle, then gradually growing louder, and finally bursting into loud laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

The room was filled with her hysterical laughter.

The other four fell silent, staring at her in alarm.

Yue Jiangting, in particular, looked wary and instinctively shielded Han Caiyu, as if afraid that Mei Yusheng would pounce on him at any moment.

Mei Yusheng laughed until she bent over, laughing until she was exhausted, before finally stopping, a mocking smile still lingering on her lips: "You two are truly a loving couple, so touching. A love that has lasted for over thirty years, so sincere and earth-shattering!"

Han Caiyu's eyes flickered as she nestled in Yue Jiangting's arms, casting a sly glance at Mei Yusheng.

"What a pity, what can we do?" Mei Yusheng curled her lips and looked at them with great interest. "I don't plan to step down, so you can only sneak around for the rest of your lives. You—Han Caiyu, will be a mistress until you die!"

Mei Yusheng stared intently at Han Caiyu for a few seconds, then turned to Yue Jiangting: "You're practically half-buried in the ground, yet you're still so romantic and affectionate. Do you think outsiders would praise you if they knew?"

Yue Jiangting's face darkened, and he glared at her with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Rain Sound, what are you trying to do?" A rare look of fear flashed in the old woman's eyes. "You want to destroy Jiangting?"

"Mom, don't do this!" Yue Guangzhi said, his hands hanging down, his fingers rubbing the corner of his clothes. He quickly glanced at Mei Yusheng. "What good will this do you? Dad's reputation will be ruined, the family business will be finished, and I, your son, will also lose face. And what will people at your workplace say about your daughter-in-law? Even if you don't care about Dad, think about us."

Mei Yusheng turned to look at Yue Guangzhi in surprise, her heart growing even colder.

This son, whom I raised from infancy by changing his diapers and feeding him every bite of food and every bowl of water, is now a tall man of 1.85 meters, seemingly growing into an indestructible support.

But he wasn't standing behind her.

"You mean your mother was cuckolded for twenty years and had to swallow her anger to protect your scumbag father's reputation? I've worked hard for you for thirty years and have to continue to endure humiliation? Ha, you really are my good son! When something like this happens, instead of seeking justice for me, you ask me to put up with it?"

Yue Guangzhi didn't dare to meet Mei Yusheng's gaze, and said in a low voice with his eyelids lowered, "Mom, that's not what I meant. It's already happened, and we're both adults. Shouldn't we try to minimize the damage as much as possible?"

"The lowest?" Mei Yusheng's gaze was icy, her tone devoid of any warmth: "The lowest you're talking about, is it just that your mother gets hurt?"

Startled by Mei Yusheng's aggressive tone, Yue Guangzhi took two steps back and stole a glance at Yue Jiangting.

"Don't make things difficult for your son!" Yue Jiangting said coldly. "Your son just made the right judgment rationally. It's you who didn't act calmly. You're so old, you've wasted your life!"

Mei Yusheng was so angry at him that she almost fell over backwards. Whose age had grown on a dog's body?

"That's right!" The old woman beckoned Yue Guangzhi over to her. "Don't make things difficult for my grandson. He's always protecting you, and you're still not grateful!"

"In this family, if anyone gives me a kind look, I have to be grateful, right?" Mei Yusheng said with a self-deprecating smile, her voice tinged with melancholy.

Yue Jiangting's face turned ashen, and he snorted, "This is utterly absurd!"

Han Caiyu nestled in Yue Jiangting's arms, speaking softly but clearly to everyone: "Brother Jiangting, I never expected Sister Mei to be so unreasonable, hitting people at the drop of a hat, just like those uncultured brutes. Now I understand why you can't forget me."

Mei Yusheng really wanted to go up there and tear this green tea bitch to shreds!

She must have been constantly reminding Yue Jiangting of the differences between her and Mei Yusheng, creating a strong sense of contrast in his mind.

As elegant and charming she was, the sound of the plum rain was just as vulgar and ugly.

What an unfathomable scheming bitch!

"Heh, too bad Yue Jiangting's legal wife is me!" Mei Yusheng laughed angrily. "No matter how unwilling you are, you're still a mistress who can't be seen in public. Don't worry, I won't get a divorce no matter what. I'll wear you down! I'll make you a mistress for life, and on your tombstone, I'll have it engraved: 'A woman who can never see the light of day!'"