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In the midst of the standoff, my father pushed my mother's wheelchair into the room. She had been unfortunate, injuring her spine when she fell down the stairs, leaving her unable to stand for the rest of her life.
Upon seeing me, my mother became agitated. "Jiang Maiye, you caused me to fall down the stairs! From now on, you are responsible for all my needs."
During this time, my father had been taking care of her tirelessly, hoping someone would take over.
"Mai Ye, how can you be so selfish? You know your mother is easily upset, yet you still provoke her," he said.
"It's not easy at home; stop playing around outside and come back to take care of the old and the young."
I thought I had become numb enough to these words, but they still pierced through me sharply.
Back in school, I was smarter than Jiang Qinghuan and had better grades. Yet, my parents never saw my strengths. They wouldn't allow me to surpass their eldest daughter for fear of hurting her feelings. Even now, they would rather entrust the company to outsiders than let me have any part in it.
Only when they needed a caregiver did they remember that I had qualifications as a nutritionist, a psychological analyst, and a nurse. They wished for me to return home and serve them like a beast of burden.
I looked up at my father, who had always been stern with me. "You have never seen me. I listened to you and married Lu Yancheng; he provided you with investments."
"This asset is more than enough to repay you a hundredfold for raising me," I continued. "Compared to what you invested in my sister, it's merely a drop in the bucket."
"From now on, I will not recognize you as my parents. Unless you go bankrupt, don’t expect me to pay any support."
My mother shouted angrily, "Let her go! Someone like her is heartless by nature; she'll eventually be struck by lightning!"
I looked at her with cold eyes. "If you don't love me, why did you give birth to me?"
She closed her eyes and said nothing. But I knew that hating someone doesn't require a reason. For instance, resenting my existence led to Jiang Qinghuan's poor health since childhood. Moreover, believing I was worthless yet marrying Lu Yancheng with my father's support maintained their business relationship.
I cast aside this entire family from my thoughts.
Those who do not love me are not worth my time or thoughts.
Strangely enough, I wonder if this is a case of losing something in the east only to gain something in the west. Zhou Bailin says I am sensitive to numbers and market changes, able to easily capture shifts in various industries, and my investment instincts have become sharper.
The investment market is highly competitive, yet as a college graduate who became a housewife right after, I consistently manage to invest my money wisely.
"Must be luck!"
"I don't think so."
Zhou Bailin looks at me earnestly, his eyes sparkling like little stars.
"While a person's vision is undoubtedly important, I've realized your greatest strength is your diligence."
"Once you decide to research a particular field, you work tirelessly to dig out in-depth industry reports and policy impact analyses."
"Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared; by the time you make a decision, you've already done extensive groundwork."
His words hit me like a small hammer, quietly chipping away at the ice that had long encased my heart.
During my years married to Lu Yancheng, I wanted to be a good wife and mother. To take care of both father and son, I pursued numerous certifications. Yet all I received in return were my parents' sarcastic remarks, Lu Yancheng's indifferent gaze, and Lu Siqing's cold words. They could never see my strengths.
"Jiang Maiye, what's the point of getting so many certificates? Don't neglect taking care of Siqing."
"Jiang Maiye, your sister is dead; can you stop comparing yourself to her? She will always be Yan Chen's white moonlight, and you'll never measure up."
After the divorce, it felt as if I had entered another realm. Zhou Bailin praised my investment acumen; Little Apple complimented my cake-making skills; Sister Baya raved about the delicious postpartum meals I prepared for her.
Being recognized feels wonderful. It allows one to feel love surging within—warm and comforting.
It was my first time attending a high-profile cocktail party. I wore a custom-made black gown with a long train, my hair styled in exquisite auburn curls, and my lips painted a striking red.
Zhou Bailin was mesmerized.
Little Apple chuckled and said, "Uncle, wipe your drool!"
His dark eyes fixed on me for a long moment before reluctantly shifting away.
"Mai Ye, you look great like this. You should dress up more often."
I smiled softly.
In the past, I had dressed casually to take care of Lu Siqing, wearing T-shirts and jeans that made me look like a college student.
At Zhou Bailin's company, I adhered to a more conventional suit style.
Since my career had taken off, I had been busy not only brushing up on my financial knowledge but also enrolling in makeup and image styling courses.
Every day was a journey of continuous improvement.
I enjoyed the transformation I was undergoing.
It felt like a butterfly breaking free from a dark cocoon, soaring under the moonlight over Mai Ye's fields.
I held up my glass of red wine, as people came over to greet me, complimenting me on my youthfulness, beauty, and strong capabilities.
Zhou Bailin leaned in close to my ear:
"Mai Ye, you’re now a well-known investor in the circle; who would dare underestimate you?"
"I owe it all to Boss Zhou's strong support," I replied playfully, feeling as if I had returned to my childhood.
Just as he reached out to pat my head, a cold voice interrupted from behind:
"What are you two doing?"
Looking up, I saw Lu Yancheng.
He scanned me from head to toe, his tone surprisingly appreciative:
"If your parents saw you now, they probably wouldn't recognize you."
I felt indifferent to his attempt at closeness.
In recent days, Zhou Bailin had introduced me to many people in the industry, and naturally, the topics surrounding me had increased.
Lu Yancheng had heard about it too.
He sent me a message saying he never knew I had such an investment talent.
In the past, I had mostly stayed at home and felt somewhat underutilized.
I chose not to respond.
After our divorce, Lu Yancheng had to carve out time to deal with our son and Mother-in-law's matters, inevitably neglecting his work.
He lost significant deals to competitors and suffered considerable setbacks.
At this moment, he stepped closer to me:
"Mai Ye, I used to think that housewives were just living off their husbands, but I never realized that it’s because of you all protecting the home front that men have the energy to go out and fight."
"I'm sorry for neglecting you in the past. Can you give me a chance to start over?"
I rolled my eyes dramatically.
The long-lost barrage lit up.
It’s strange to think about. After the divorce, I don’t know if it was because I refused to remarry, but the barrage disappeared.
"Hey? Finally able to send barrage messages again. Is it because of the change in the female lead's storyline?"
"I always thought Lu Jiang's family was too much, using the female lead as a cash cow, forcing her to be a housewife, and even scolding her for stealing from her brother-in-law. How heartless!"
"This journey has been more exciting than the original plot. After the divorce, the female lead has become so stunning and independent; she shines on her own without relying on the male lead!"
I was taken aback.
In the past, I was timid and weak, dependent on my family and Lu Yancheng.
Everyone around me, including fans in the barrage, urged me to hold onto a quality male lead tightly.
They told me to be more accommodating; after all, the male lead came from a wealthy family—what was wrong with being a caretaker? As long as I raised Lu Siqing well, I would surely have a place in the Lu Family in the future.
Their words were all in favor of Lu Yancheng simply because he was much stronger than I was.
Times change.
When a person becomes strong enough, only good people surround them.
I suddenly recalled a saying: "Dear, there’s no one else out there; it’s just you."
Once upon a time, the barrage felt like an index of fate, telling me I had to follow the predetermined storyline.
But I didn’t want to be a pawn controlled by others.
Living a life filled with grievances and discomfort wasn’t what I wanted.
I wanted to change my surroundings and my destiny, and first, I needed to change myself.
As I walked this path, I was grateful for my persistence in learning and never giving up.
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