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

Song Qintang pointed to the luggage on the ground, "Since President Wu has no objections, I'll pack it up and take it with me?"

Without wasting a second, Song Qintang packed the things on the ground into her suitcase.

Wu Haoqi glared at Song Qintang and angrily rebuked her, "You think I'm being rude? Song Qintang, if you dare to leave today, don't ever come back."

These words seemed to have triggered a switch in Song Qintang's memory.

Long Jianjia instigated her to have an affair with a colleague during her night shift.

Wu Haoqi was furious and forced her to resign.

She disagreed, and he angrily rebuked her in front of all his colleagues, telling her never to return to the Wu family.

She slept in the duty room for three months.

It was only because Ms. Mei needed imported medicine that Wu Haoqi called her back.

Wu Haoqi used to be able to control her only because she wanted a home. Now that she was being bossed around like a dog, she didn't care.

But now she understands that a family isn't something you can only have after getting married.

Watching Song Qintang pack her luggage without even lifting her eyelids, Wu Haoqi stared at her blankly, his eyes filled with disappointment. "Song Qintang, I've given you chances, but you've disappointed me time and time again. This time, I won't call you back."

As he spoke, Wu Haoqi raised his chin, his eyes gradually shifting from worry to anger, "If I had known you would be so ungrateful, I shouldn't have married you."

"If I had married Jianjia instead, I would have already achieved great success by now."

Sitting to the side, Miaomiao felt saddened when she heard Wu Haoqi belittle Song Qintang like that.

As a husband, he not only belittled his wife, but also praised other women in front of her.

Over the years, Song Qintang has done enough for the Wu family, dealing with a picky mother-in-law, a troublesome sister-in-law, a biased husband, and a difficult nanny.

She was the only one who was bullied to the point of crying alone late at night, yet she never said a bad word about them.

What's most disheartening is Wu Haoqi, who never had any feelings for Song Qintang, yet now he's blaming her.

Song Qintang's face turned pale, and her hand holding the zipper stopped. Those words of belittling made her three years of hard work seem like a negative number.

It was as if Wu Haoqi's development had been hindered by her utter incompetence over the past three years.

Song Qintang took a deep breath and walked towards Miaomiao by the roadside. Seeing the mix of anger and fear in Miaomiao's expression, she gently patted her shoulder and asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

After what happened today, Miaomiao's life in the Wu family will be even more difficult from now on.

With tears in her eyes, Miaomiao asked, "You're not planning to come back?"

Song Qintang nodded.

"Then there's no need for me to stay." Miao Miao stood up and took Song Qintang's hand. Over the years, she had saved a lot of money and could support herself completely after leaving the Wu family.

The reason I hadn't left before was that I felt that if I left, Song Qintang's life in the Wu family would be even more difficult, since no one cared about her.

Their eyes met, and after confirming their feelings, they walked towards the car.

Just as they opened the trunk and were about to put their luggage in, a piercing horn blared behind them, forcing everyone to turn around.

Wu Lihu's A8 steadily blocked the way.

Four burly men got down behind him.

She paused for a moment, then quickly shielded Miaomiao behind her. The Wu family was cold and indifferent, and Wu Haoqi never took her seriously. Anyone could bully her.

Clearly, Wu Lihu's visit was ill-intentioned.

Before the trunk was even closed, four burly men had already surrounded them.

Wu Lihu, with a bag slung over her arm, looked at people with her pointed chin, "Do you really think our Wu family is a place we can come and go as we please?"

"Although my brother passed away early, it doesn't mean the Wu family is without anyone. We won't tolerate you nobodies disgracing our family name."

"If you want to leave, you'll have to suffer a lot!"

Song Qintang watched as she walked to Wu Haoqi's side, gave the bodyguard a look, and pulled him towards the living room.

She knew that leaving today would not be easy.

Wu Lihu has never liked her. Over the years, she has treated her like a thief. Even when she goes out carrying a large bag, the servants have to stop her and check it before she can leave.

How could we let her leave so easily now?

Song Qintang was invited into the living room.

Wu Lihu sat in the main seat, a maid served her hot tea, and Wu Haoqi stood beside her, his smugness evident in his eyes.

Upon seeing Song Qintang enter, Wu Lihu was furious and threw the teacup in her hand at Song Qintang's feet.

She pointed at Song Qintang and angrily scolded, "You made such a scene with my nephew over such a trivial matter! You only married into the Wu family, not to be their ancestor. Who are you trying to impress with your airs all day long?"

"If I had known that marrying Haoqi would bring so much trouble, I shouldn't have let you into the family in the first place."

As she spoke, she looked at Wu Haoqi, her eyes filled with disappointment and frustration.

Wu Haoqi frowned and looked at Song Qintang, then immediately said, "Qintang, I gave you a chance. As long as you get your mother discharged from the hospital and the tubes removed, I guarantee I will find her a good burial site. This would be a relief for both sides, no... for you, the Wu family, and your mother."

Wu Lihu clapped her hands, seemingly very satisfied with Wu Haoqi's statement. "Listen to this... Your husband has spoken. It's not that the Wu family doesn't want to help you, but you know your mother's situation. The Wu family's money doesn't come from thin air. You're already married, so you should prioritize your husband's family, instead of focusing your attention on that sick mother who has no effect no matter how much money you spend."

Old Mrs. Wu gave birth to a son and a daughter. As the eldest daughter, Wu Lihu was showered with love and affection.

The marriage partner is Bai's Technology Company, a well-known company in Suzhou.

Since Wu Haoqi's father passed away, this eldest aunt has basically been in charge of both families.

Every time the Wu family makes an important decision, they need this aunt's approval.

Wu Haoqi couldn't help but respect this aunt.

Having grown up at the top of the social ladder, Wu Lihu naturally looked down on Song Qintang, who was from a poor family.

She looked down on her mother, who was bedridden for a long time.

Song Qintang was able to tolerate it in the past because she knew she would spend her life with Wu Haoqi, and she knew that Wu Haoqi was famous but powerless, so she didn't want to make things difficult for him.

She was always patient and never caused him any trouble.

Even though she was never treated kindly, she never talked back to this elder.

So they got used to being bossy in front of her, and they only knew that she had no one backing her up.

Song Qintang looked up to meet Wu Lihu's gaze, standing ramrod straight. Her voice was always gentle, pleasant and soothing, but this time it carried a cold chill: "Isn't it you, Aunt, who's putting on airs? You've been pressuring me to give up on my mother, and I want to ask you, if your family members were sick, would you abandon them for money?"

"My mother's hospital bills were paid by the Wu family, but the land I gave to the Wu family generates more than that in rent every year."

"Furthermore, if I really am the ancestor of the Wu family, then in the three years of our marriage, Wu Haoqi, as the son-in-law, has never visited my mother in the hospital even once. When my mother was in critical condition, he even brought his sister to snatch a hospital room."

"Even if you were the ancestors of the Wu family, you wouldn't amount to much."

Wu Lihu was furious. She never expected that Song Qintang would dare to talk back to her.