Back then, Mrs. Yue had always failed to overcome that obstacle in her heart. She did not love Yue Pengcheng, but she still married to him.

  Though she may have been cheated on by her husband for thirty years, she still treated him as her husband, whether she liked it or not.

  In those thirty years, she raised her son by herself and suffered continuous badmouthing by others. Mrs. Helan was one such example, who belittled Mrs. Yue by using the latter’s shortcomings.

  During those times, she certainly felt hurt, regardless if there was any love lost. It was akin to being hacked by a random person on the street—you may not know the perpetrator, but you would hate him for doing that. With the wound already inflicted on your body, the pain was unavoidable.

  After Yan Qingsi enlightened her and beat up Yue Pengcheng, Mrs. Yue’s heart was finally relieved. All those years of pent-up emotions were finally vented out.

  Subsequently, her heart was only filled with disdain and loathe when she met Yue Pengcheng again.

  Even hate was absent.

  Just like Yan Qingsi said, the man was not worth hating over. He was not even worth a second look.

  When Yue Pengcheng had the gall to turn back and say that he wanted to be with her again, Mrs. Yue chuckled. ‘You f*cking shameless piece of crap, you…… you think I’ll watch while you eat your sh*t here?’


  If Yue Pengcheng did not come looking for Mrs. Yue, she would not care about him. She would have ignored him completely if he did not come running to her again.

  Still, he had the decency to come and repulse her.

  Mrs. Yue truly felt that Yue Pengcheng’s disgustingness knew no bounds.

  Ever since they sat down, Mrs. Yue had her eyes on the cup of coffee, and when she finally emptied it, her heart was flying with joy.

  ‘Motherf*cker, I finally splashed it all over his face.’


  Looking at Yue Pengcheng’s reddened face made her experience the joy of doing something bad, and it felt good.

  Yue Pengcheng gritted his teeth in anger, knowing that the current Mrs. Yue was completely different from the Mrs. Yue of the past.

  He wiped his face and felt a jaw-clenching pain. He did not want to let go of that chance knowing that it would be doubly harder for her to do so next time.

  Yue Pengcheng wanted to trick her, so he said on purpose, “Su Ningmei, we’re husband and wife, just like you said. We haven’t divorced yet, so you’re my wife, and you have to spend your days with me. Otherwise, I’ll go to the courts and sue Yue Tingfeng for not providing support to his biological father.

  “Su Ningmei, you must understand that I’m the heir to the Yue family. If it boils down to a fight between Yue Tingfeng and me, the courts won’t be in favor of him……”


  Mrs. Yue looked at him as if she was looking at a dimwit. “You think you’re the first heir? Sure then, go ahead and sue. If you have the guts, go and sue me, you stupid c*nt. Do you take me for a fool……?”


  Yue Pengcheng did not expect that Mrs. Yue would not fall for it.

  She really did grow a brain. Oh, the heavens! It was unbelievable.

  Yue Pengcheng had been under the impression that Mrs. Yue was a dunderhead whose cognitive processes were zero to none.

  Mrs. Yue said calmly, “My son and I possess three-fifths of the Yue family’s shares. When you left the country with Ding Fu all those years ago, your father drew up a will immediately, and you don’t have any share of the Yue family’s inheritance. Do you still want to fight over it with my son? What are you fighting over, Yue Pengcheng? Let’s not even talk about Yue Tingfeng wanting to crush you. I’m going to have an easy time too if I want to crush you like an ant. To me, you’re nothing but a disgusting piece of sh*t. You’re worthless and useless.”