Abandoned on a stormy night, I divorced and remarried into a wealthy family.

Song Qintang was taken aback, then met Wu Haoqi's dark face. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wu!"

Wu Haoqi's hand trembled slightly. After a few seconds of silence, his voice, dry and hoarse even to himself, said, "This agreement isn't comprehensive enough. I'll have it re-drafted before signing!"

After saying that, Wu Haoqi left in a disheveled state.

He strode out of Song Qintang's maid's room, but the moment he went up the stairs, he felt as if all the bones in his body had gone limp.

Staggering up the stairs, I could barely support my weight by holding onto the railing with one hand.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized Song Qintang wasn't playing hard to get; she really wanted to leave him.

Song Qintang was determined to divorce him.

He used to dislike Song Qintang and even tried countless times to divorce her.

That was just to force her to comply and compromise.

But now that she really wants to leave, he finds it hard to let go.

Perhaps he had become accustomed to her gentleness and obedience, and never imagined that she would break free from his control and want a divorce.

He didn't know whether his reluctance to let go stemmed from having fallen in love with Song Qintang or from simply getting used to her.

But he never really wanted Song Qintang to leave him.

Even as he tossed and turned until midnight, Wu Haoqi could still picture Song Qintang handing him the pen without hesitation, asking him to sign it.

How could Song Qintang, who used to care about him so much, possibly leave him? He couldn't understand it.

For the next week, Song Qintang returned to the Wu family home on time every day.

But Wu Haoqi was never seen again.

It wasn't until the weekend evening that Ms. Mei invited Song Qintang to the living room.

Ms. Mei's expression was clearly displeased. She watched as Song Qintang tried several times to vent her anger from the past few days, but then held back.

Finally, he only managed a stiff reply, "Is the poison in your body completely neutralized?"

Song Qintang remained gentle, "That's about enough."

Ms. Mei glanced up and looked Song Qintang over, then said coldly, "Are you happy now?"

Song Qintang thought that during her three years in the Wu family, although Ms. Mei always mocked her, she had never disrespected her.

Ms. Ke Mei's simple statement, "You're happy now," seems to place all the blame on her, mocking her as a gloating and unreasonable person.

Song Qintang thought to herself, she would not wear this hat.

She looked at the woman and said, "I don't have anything to be happy about."

"I was poisoned, I nearly drowned, I almost lost my life, is that something to be happy about?"

"If Mom thinks being harmed is a happy thing, then you can open a party and have a celebration with your girlfriends. I just feel scared."

Ms. Mei stared blankly at Song Qintang, then suddenly sneered, "So you think I, as your mother-in-law, can't control you now? Or do you think you can manipulate me just because you have your aunt, or because of the video?"

Song Qintang shook her head, "I wouldn't dare to be so sure. We live in a society governed by law now, and everything must be done according to the law, Mom, don't you agree?"

Ms. Mei smashed the glass, pointed at Song Qintang, and was unable to utter a single word.

Song Qintang was no longer the timid and submissive woman she used to be. She immediately used the law to pressure her, clearly telling herself that this matter was not over!

In the past few days, Song Qintang has heard quite a bit about Long Jianjia.

It was all said by the maids, intentionally or unintentionally, in front of her. It was obvious that Wu Lihu had deliberately arranged it.

I heard that after Long Jianjia was discharged from the hospital, she went straight to a garden-style guesthouse and booked the entire building.

When Wu Lihu found out, she immediately led her people to drive the people out.

Ms. Mei's card was frozen.

They sent her back to the old, dilapidated house that Ms. Long had left behind.

I heard that no one has lived there for many years, and there isn't even a decent piece of furniture inside. Long Jianjia cries inside every day, and has smashed a lot of things.

Wu Haoqi secretly sent people to deliver money, but they were all stopped by Wu Lihu's people.

Long Jianjia had finally moved from her humble abode into the Wu family's mansion, where she had grown accustomed to a life of luxury. To be back to square one was like falling from heaven into hell.

I heard that they haven't even had money to order takeout these past few days, and have been cooking plain noodles at home.

Wu Haoqi went to the Bai family to plead for mercy, but Wu Lihu wouldn't even let him in the door. She also threatened that if she found out who in the Wu family had helped Long Jianjia, she would take back all of the Wu family's profits.

Wu Lihu received a call from Song Qintang today. Unlike her usual sharp tone, Song Qintang didn't mention Long Jianjia and instead focused on showing concern for Wu Lihu's health.

Just then, Wu Haoqi, who hadn't shown up for a week, finally appeared.

He stormed up to Song Qintang, snatched her phone, and hung up. Suppressing his anger, he asked, "Aren't you angry enough? You're going to complain to your aunt again?"

"Song Qintang, as a woman, why do you make things difficult for another woman?"

Song Qintang watched Wu Haoqi's angry expression quietly; it seemed she had never truly understood the person in front of her.

After three years of marriage, in his heart, she will always be the bad person.

His arrogant accusations against her.

Her shoulders ached from his grip, so Song Qintang pushed him away, her voice cold and distant, "Does Mr. Wu think I have that much influence in front of my aunt?"

He knew what Wu Lihu's attitude towards Song Qintang was before her change of heart.

"Mr. Wu, I've never been right in your heart. You say I've made things difficult for Long Jianjia, but why didn't you see all the people who have made things difficult for me over the years?"

"You still saw it and think I deserve your protection. If you think I've made things difficult for Long Jianjia, you can call your aunt over and ask her clearly."

"Instead of making a final judgment on me with just one sentence."

As Song Qintang passed by Wu Haoqi, Wu Haoqi stood there stunned.

Only after that figure disappeared down the corridor did a complex mix of emotions rise in his heart.

She felt that Song Qintang was deliberately escalating the conflict with Wu Lihu in order to divorce him.

Ms. Mei upstairs heard the whole thing and quietly invited Wu Haoqi upstairs.

"I heard everything just now. Song Qintang didn't say anything. It was probably just that your aunt was concerned about her health and called to ask a few questions."

"They didn't mention the reeds."

Wu Haoqi's face stiffened.

He then remembered that Song Qintang had been poisoned and drowned.

Suddenly I realized that she had indeed lost weight again, and her face was deathly pale.

Either way, it's all depleted of vital energy.

He should have been by her side these past few days, but Long Jianjia was too clingy, and he really couldn't get away.

Another reason is that he is still afraid to face the divorce.

Thinking about this, he wondered if Song Qintang's determination to divorce him meant that he hadn't been caring enough for her.

Before he could think it through, Ms. Mei suddenly got up, closed the door, grabbed his hand, and cried, "Haoqi, please save Jianjia! Don't let your aunt interfere in this matter anymore, or we'll all be doomed."

Ms. Mei has always been strict. From childhood to adulthood, she has never held his hand like this, let alone lowered herself to speak to him like this.

Wu Haoqi hesitated for a few seconds before stiffly placing his hand on Ms. Mei's hand; there were some things he still wanted to hear her say in person.

Ms. Mei choked up, "Haoqi, I know, you knew it the moment Jianjia entered the Wu family."