The First Wife's Counterattack: the Mistress Must Be Sterilized Before She Can Marry Him

In 1952, I was the daughter of a wealthy family in Macau, but I was willing to give up everything and marry a poor editor. I helped him start a business from scratch, selling newspapers on the streets even though I was pregnant, selling my dowry to start Ming Pao, and spent countless long nights holding my baby in one hand and writing articles in the other. I thought we would be like the heroes in his novels, working together for a lifetime. But when he became famous and wrote the martial arts arena that attracted thousands of readers, he turned around and fell in love with a 16-year-old restaurant waiter. He said that she was gentle and understood him. I didn't cry. I only put forward one condition: divorce is okay, but the woman must undergo sterilization. Everyone says I'm vicious. But they don't know that I don't want revenge, I want to preserve the inheritance rights of my four children. This is my last line as a mother. He said yes and so did she. On the day of the divorce, I didn't shed a single tear. I only said one sentence: "Cha Liangyong, you will regret it." Later, I used the business wisdom he taught me to build my own empire. My net worth is three times his, and my reputation is louder than his martial arts. There are rivers and lakes in his writings, and I have become a real knight in my life. I am Zhu Mei. I bet my youth to marry love. I won his world bet, but I didn't win the bet on human nature. But I won the bet on myself.