You are Willing to Help Your Wife Support Her Paramours, But I am Not

"Yue Pengcheng is alive and well, yet you say he's dead. Su Ningmei, I think you really are up to something. Why didn't you say anything earlier if he's truly dead? Why didn't you say anything a year ago? If he's really dead, why is his name missing from the Yues' ancestral grave? Even if he died outside the country, his ashes should have been taken back and given a proper burial."

 Mrs. Yue laughed mirthlessly. "The ones here who are a little older would know what happened between me and Yue Pengcheng. Let's say he wasn't dead—it doesn't change the fact that man has been gone for thirty years. Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with me. He had money and a mistress, and he lived a carefree life. After disappearing for all these years, he shows up out of the blue? Isn't that a little strange? Anyway, he's dead. There's nothing but ash left of him now. Look, this woman is constantly plotting and scheming—what is she planning now?