Divorced in the 80s, I Became a Tycoon

“Let’s get a divorce. Just look at you—fat as a pig. Seeing you makes me sick.” Blue Shu opened her eyes. Before she could even figure out where she was, those words slammed straight into her ears. The room was dim and cramped, barely big enough to turn around in. A sour, stale smell hung in the air, making her frown instinctively. “Staying with you is nothing but a joke,” the voice continued, thick with disgust. “Everyone laughs at me, saying I, Xu Yunjie, married a lazy, ugly, brainless woman!” Blue Shu sat up abruptly and looked toward the source of the voice. A man in a dark blue factory uniform stood a few steps away, glaring at her with open hostility. Blue Shu: ? What the hell was going on? Where was she? Before she could ask, a flood of memories that didn’t belong to her surged into her mind. And just like that—she understood. She had transmigrated. Not just anywhere, either, but straight into a novel she’d read not long ago—an 1980s-era story about a fake heiress and a real one. In the original novel, the fake daughter had been switched at birth. Even though she wasn’t biologically related, her adoptive parents adored her as their own. As for the real daughter? That was Blue Shu. A fat, lazy woman. Divorced. A walking contrast character whose only purpose was to make the fake heiress look perfect. And now, she was that woman. Blue Shu’s expression stiffened. In her previous life, she’d grown up as an orphan. She firmly believed that knowledge could change one’s fate. She studied for over a decade, fought her way into a top-tier university, graduated successfully, and was just about to enter society and make something of herself— And she transmigrated?! Her stunned expression fell straight into Xu Yunjie’s eyes. His brows knit together. He knew this was hard for her to accept—but accept it she must. “Stop clinging to me,” he said coldly. “The grain and money your family gave back then—I’ll return every bit of it. As for you… I’ve never even touched you. Getting divorced won’t put you at a disadvantage.” He paused, then added impatiently, “As long as you agree to the divorce, I’ll help settle the trouble you caused this time. Otherwise, I’ll hand it over to the union.” Trouble? Blue Shu quickly sorted through the unfamiliar memories in her head. Only then did she realize what was really going on. When she’d read the novel before, she only knew that the real daughter had grown up in the countryside and was divorced after one year of marriage because she was lazy and disliked. But now she understood— There was far more to the story. It wasn’t that Blue Shu wasn’t good enough for Xu Yunjie. It was that Xu Yunjie didn’t deserve her. The real Blue Shu’s family in the countryside wasn’t wealthy, but they lived comfortably enough. She had three older brothers, and as the only daughter, she’d been doted on since childhood—so much so that she barely knew how to take care of herself. She ate well, moved little, and naturally gained weight. Even so, her family’s conditions were good, and there were plenty of men in the village eager to marry her. Three years ago, sixteen-year-old Blue Shu had set her sights on Xu Yunjie, a young man from the same village. The Xu family was poor, with too many children and not enough food. They proposed that Xu Yunjie marry into the Lan family in exchange for two hundred jin of grain and one hundred yuan. Sixteen-year-old Blue Shu had happily gotten engaged. Not long after the engagement, Xu Yunjie was admitted to a junior college. It was the Lan family who paid his tuition and supported him for two full years. After graduation, Xu Yunjie married Blue Shu as agreed. But on their wedding night, they slept in separate beds. The very next day, Xu Yunjie fled to the county’s state-owned machinery factory dormitory, using “being busy with work” as an excuse. He didn’t return home even once in an entire year. The Lan family knew he’d become a college graduate and now looked down on rural folk. But seeing how devoted Blue Shu was to him, her eldest brother personally escorted her to the county and sent her to live in Xu Yunjie’s dormitory. For a whole month, Blue Shu stayed there. And for a whole month, Xu Yunjie never once showed her a kind face. He never got close to her—not even a little. Because she’d been spoiled at home and didn’t know how to do housework, Blue Shu neither cleaned nor cooked. Every day, she simply waited for Xu Yunjie to bring her meals from the cafeteria. Xu Yunjie, who already despised her, grew even more disgusted with the marriage. Slowly, he began mocking her, belittling her, and deliberately starving her by refusing to bring food on time. His goal was simple— Force her to give up and crawl back to the countryside on her own. But Blue Shu was never the type to silently swallow humiliation. When Xu Yunjie refused to feed her, she borrowed money from neighbors in the same building and ate exactly as she had at home—eggs, meat buns, every single day. By the end of the month, she owed more than twenty yuan. At first, the neighbors lent her money out of courtesy, since she was “Worker Xu’s wife.” Then they realized the money wasn’t coming back. Xu Yunjie refused to pay her debts. With no other choice, the angry neighbors took the matter to the factory union. If no one mediated, Blue Shu would be taken away by the union. Paying the money was one thing—but she might even be labeled a deadbeat and thrown into custody for a few days. Blue Shu guessed that the original owner of this body had panicked, been too scared to tell her family, and had been intimidated by Xu Yunjie into agreeing to the divorce. In this era, divorce was no small matter. A divorced woman would be gossiped about wherever she went. That was how the real daughter started off with a worse reputation than the fake heiress after being recognized. Blue Shu took a deep breath. She didn’t know why she had come to this world—but since she was here, she would not let her life follow the miserable script of the original novel. She wasn’t the original Blue Shu. And she had zero interest in a man who shamelessly lived off her family and then turned his back on her. The divorce would happen. But not the way it did in the original story. “Divorce is fine,” Blue Shu said coldly, looking straight at Xu Yunjie. “But first, we’re going to settle the accounts.” Xu Yunjie had expected tears. Fear. Begging. What he hadn’t expected was this calm, composed woman in front of him. Still, as long as they divorced, nothing else mattered. “Don’t worry,” he said stiffly. “I’ll return every cent your family gave.” Blue Shu nodded. “Then let’s start with everything besides the two hundred jin of grain and the one hundred yuan.” Xu Yunjie froze. “Besides that?” he frowned. “What else is there between us?” A mocking smile instantly appeared on Blue Shu’s face. “Did you forget who paid your tuition during those two years of school?” she asked coolly. “Your monthly living expenses. Your stationery. Every piece of clothing you wore from head to toe.” “Your Xu family didn’t spend a single cent on any of that.” Xu Yunjie’s face darkened as her words sank in. Blue Shu let out a soft, cold laugh. And this— This was only the beginning of the accounts she planned to settle.