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

"Sister, you didn't eat much tonight, are you hungry?" Qin Chu asked Mei Yusheng as he drove. "Shall we find a restaurant, eat our fill, and then go back?"

Mei Yusheng snapped out of her reverie, glanced at the neon-lit night scene outside the car window, and shook her head: "Let's go home and heat up some steamed buns."

Qin Chu's face lit up with joy: "Great! I haven't even had a bite of the steamed buns yet, they've been on my mind. Perfect timing, we also have a roasted pigeon."

Mei Yusheng paused for a moment, then smiled when she saw the takeout bag on the back seat. Qin Chu hadn't forgotten to bring the roast pigeon even in his busy schedule.

As the car sped up, Mei Yusheng glanced out the window at the trees and crowds rushing past, feeling the impermanence of life.

Ten days ago, she was doing the same things every day: cooking, picking up and dropping off the children, cleaning, and everything a housewife should do, thinking that this was how she would live her whole life.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, her life trajectory took a completely new turn. She was about to embark on a new life, filled with anticipation, fear, and a touch of unease.

People dislike turmoil and prefer stability. They are unwilling to leave their comfort zone, even if that comfort zone is like a grave. They do not want to or dare to leave it easily.

Even when she was forcibly thrown out by external force, she still fantasized that when she woke up, nothing would have changed, and it was just a nightmare.

This is the immense power of inertia and laziness.

Mei Yusheng used to have a clear path ahead, but now the future is uncertain, and the destination has become subject to various variables.

Perhaps she will spend the rest of her days in a daze, seemingly happy but actually empty, and eventually die alone.

Perhaps she can strive harder and do what she loves in the second half of her life, achieve success, and ultimately have no regrets.

She would naturally prefer the latter, but she wasn't sure if she had the ability, courage, and perseverance to do it.

Back in her brightly lit home—no, Qin Chu's home—Mei Yusheng had only lived there for three days, yet she already felt a strange sense of belonging. Here, she could relax like never before, letting go of everything and focusing solely on herself. This gave her a strange sense of belonging, as if she had never truly belonged to herself before.

She put the property certificate in a drawer of her bedroom desk. When she came out, she saw that Qin Chu had already heated up some steamed buns and millet porridge and put them on the dining table.

The roasted pigeon was cut into small pieces and placed in front of Mei Yusheng.

The two smiled at each other, surrounded by the aroma and steam of the food, and the sound of the rain felt both warm and unreal.

"These steamed buns are so delicious! This is the taste I've been craving for thirty years!" Qin Chu took a bite of the bun, chewed it slowly, and squinted her eyes in enjoyment. "You know what? For a long time, whenever I saw a steamed bun shop, I would go in and try it. I don't know how many shops I tried, but I could never find this taste. Later, I stopped trying because I realized that this is a taste that only my sister can make, and no one else can do it."

Mei Yusheng thought of his difficult childhood and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Her expression softened. "You like to eat it. I'll make it for you often in the future. I'm just afraid you'll get tired of it."

"No, I could eat this for a lifetime and never get tired of it!" Qin Chu took a sip of millet porridge, his face full of satisfaction.

A text message notification sounded, and Mei Yusheng swiped her phone to check. It was a message from Mei Zichen.

"Sister, did you and your brother-in-law have a fight? I called him just now, and his tone sounded off."

Mei Yusheng frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to tell him yet.

She was a little tired today and didn't have the energy to argue with him.

So he replied, "We'll talk about it later."

After sending it, I realized that the tone of the message confirmed that we had argued.

She was too lazy to explain anymore, so she simply turned off her phone.

"Sister, don't worry or be afraid. With me here, no one will ever hurt you again." Qin Chu gazed intently at Mei Yusheng, his tone serious and unwavering. "If anything happens, you must tell me, and I'll face it with you."

"Okay," Mei Yusheng responded softly, her eyes welling up with tears in the misty atmosphere.

If it weren't for Qin Chu, she wouldn't have had the courage to refuse her best friend's unreasonable demands, and she wouldn't have been able to sit down and negotiate with Yue Jiangting to fight for her rights.

It seems that fate hasn't been too cruel to her; it won't completely destroy her.

She suddenly laughed, and Qin Chu looked puzzled: "What did you think of?"

She shook her head: "It's okay, I'm just very tired today, you should get some rest."

After dinner, Mei Yusheng returned to her bedroom, took a shower, and changed into her pajamas. The soft fabric of the pajamas against her skin quickly made her feel sleepy.

When she woke up the next morning, she was shocked to find that she hadn't had any dreams all night.

From a young age, whenever she fell asleep, she would immediately have all sorts of bizarre and fantastical dreams; she rarely had a dreamless period.

After a good night's sleep, she felt relaxed and her mood improved.

It was quiet outside. Mei Yusheng wondered if Qin Chu had gone out for a run or was still sleeping.

She went into the kitchen, quickly prepared some wonton filling, kneaded the dough, and wrapped some wontons.

The sound of the door opening came from outside. Qin Chu had returned from his run, with earphones in his ears, wearing a light blue tracksuit, and exuding a refreshing aura.

Seeing that he hadn't bought breakfast this morning, Mei Yusheng asked, "Do you want wontons or egg and bread?"

Qin Chu's eyes lit up: "Of course, I'll eat wontons!"

She ran into the kitchen, poked at the plump little wontons on the bamboo mat with her fingers, and smiled as brightly as a sunflower: "Sister, you should stay here forever, don't leave, otherwise, I won't be able to adapt."

Hearing his almost coquettish voice, Mei Yusheng's heart softened: "How could I not be used to it?"

"How can I adapt to going from eating bran to pig feed?" He looked at her innocently, his deep eyes filled with grievance.

"Go wash your hands and eat!" Mei Yusheng smiled, gently patted his arm, and turned to cook wontons.

Even if she only cooked an ordinary meal, she felt very gratified to be appreciated and liked; it was a completely new experience.

Previously, no matter what she did, her family took it for granted and considered it commonplace. Even if she did something slightly unpleasant, she would be criticized and blamed.

Especially her mother-in-law, Xu Yanping, would become picky about the food when she was in a bad mood. She would complain that it was either too salty or too bland, too thick or too thin, and she was dissatisfied with everything.

The frequent noises during the plum rain season completely kill off one's appetite.

Even when the whole family is satisfied, no one will praise her or say thank you.

Once she got used to it, she stopped expecting others' approval.

Hearing so much praise from Qin Chu for the first time made me feel a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.

But she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, as if she had come back to life.

If the sound of the plum rains was the occasional ray of sunshine that pierced through Qin Chu's gloomy days during his childhood, giving him brief moments of light and warmth.

Now, Qin Chu repaid her even more, rescuing her from despair. His affirmation and recognition gave Mei Yusheng the strength and courage to be reborn.

After finishing his meal, Qin Chu was about to go out as usual when Mei Yusheng remembered something and asked, "What's the deal with Chu Feng Reading?"

Qin Chu was taken aback, then looked at her with a smile on his lips: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I am the founder of Chu Yue and the president of Chu Feng Publishing House."

Mei Yusheng stared in astonishment, her mouth agape. It turned out that Qin Chu was even more successful than she had imagined.

"What else? Tell me all at once!" She deliberately pulled a long face, pretending to be serious, her deep eyes staring at him.

"Fine, I confess!" Qin Chu surrendered, looking helplessly at Mei Yusheng. "I'm still the major shareholder of Dongsheng Hotel."

Mei Yusheng immediately understood why Manager Wang had rejected Yue Jiangting last night, but couldn't refuse Qin Chu.

"The roasted pigeon last night wasn't a lie by Manager Wang; the hotel always sets aside two for me every day, not for sale to outsiders," Qin Chu continued to explain to Mei Yusheng.

"Little Stone, I never knew you were so amazing!" Mei Yusheng gave a thumbs up. "I was blind to your talent!"

Qin Chu gazed at her intently, his expression solemn: "Sister, no matter what my profession is, I will always be your little stone."