Song Mingwei worked herself to the bone for the entire household for years, falling ill from exhaustion. She thought they would all be reunited and live happily ever after.
But on her birthday, her husband, the Grand Secretary, brought home the woman he had always cherished in his heart.
Her scumbag husband: “We've been in love for years. I want to marry her as my second wife.”
The adopted son she'd carefully raised turned out to be the beloved woman's child.
Her adopted son: “She's my birth mother. Madam, you must agree!”
Fine, fine, fine. He wouldn't even call her Mother anymore, only Madam!
Even her own daughter, whom she'd always spoiled, had become an ungrateful brat.
Her daughter: “I wish Aunt Ji were my mother! You don't deserve to be!”
She was so furious she spat blood. She wanted to slap that unfilial girl across the face.
Song Mingwei said: “You want your beloved to live in luxury? Dream on!”
So she divorced her scumbag husband and stopped looking after her children.
One day, by chance, she found an injured man by the roadside.
But after he recovered, the man wouldn't leave her alone.
Later, her scumbag husband and children knelt and begged her to come back.
Song Mingwei: “I'm already a princess consort. Why would I come back to serve you?”
