The Secret of Second Marriage

I paused for a moment and said, "Mr. Jiang, you're overthinking it. Right now, I just want to take good care of my daughter. I don't have the energy to think about personal matters."

As for Mr. Jiang and me, let's take it one step at a time.

I've realized that I've matured a lot and no longer easily trust men.

President Jiang is a very mysterious figure.

I worked at his company for 10 years and almost never met his parents or classmates, nor did I have any contact with his circle of friends.

Maybe I'm just a low-level employee and don't have that much contact with people.

Sometimes I also browse President Jiang's WeChat Moments, but he sets his Moments to be visible for only three days.

I have never seen him post any of his personal information on his WeChat Moments.

He is a very low-key man.

President Jiang was dressed in a well-tailored suit, looking both noble and elegant.

He suddenly said to me, "Man, I don't really like that boy named Shen Xing. I can't explain why, but I always feel like he's a threat. Could you stay away from him in the future?"

"Okay, I'll try my best."

I say.

President Jiang stayed and had dinner with us.

He sat on the sofa with my daughter as she did her homework.

President Jiang taught my daughter first-grade arithmetic problems.

He took off his coat and was wearing only a blue shirt and suit pants. He was tall and had a particularly handsome and dashing air about him.

He taught very diligently.

My daughter learns very quickly too.

I was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

I made a roast chicken in the oven, stir-fried beef with pickled bamboo shoots, Longjing shrimp, cold preserved egg and cucumber salad, delicate side dishes, and a winter melon and salmon soup.

President Jiang praised my cooking skills during dinner.

I smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, my six years as a full-time housewife weren't for nothing. I learned how to organize and cook. If you like it, I'll cook for you more often in the future."

"it is good"

President Jiang said.

President Jiang had a very light palate. He ate a small bowl of rice and half a bowl of soup, then wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and put down his chopsticks.

He is a very cultured man.

After my daughter and I finished our meal, Mr. Jiang stood up naturally, cleared away the chopsticks and bowls, and took them to the kitchen.

I was worried that oil stains and water would splash onto his blue striped shirt, which cost several thousand dollars, so I put an apron on him.

After washing the dishes, President Jiang sorted and put them away neatly.

Tangtang said in surprise, "Mom, didn't Grandma say that housework is for women and men shouldn't go into the kitchen? Dad never washed the dishes when we were at home."

But Uncle Jiang washes the dishes so diligently…

"Tangtang, don't listen to your grandma. Your grandma has a problem with her thinking. This is a new era, not the old era of valuing sons over daughters."

Boys can wash dishes and do housework, and girls can also take up arms and fight in wars.

When you grow up, you need to find a man who is willing to do housework with you and who is an equal in thought, understand?

I say.

Tangtang nodded.

I suddenly realized that getting divorced is actually a good thing.

My husband is a successful man, very ambitious, and quite handsome, but he is a typical "phoenix man" (a man from a poor background who achieves success).

He was the kind of person who assumed that his wife should play the role of sacrificing herself by doing housework, taking care of the children, and being filial to the elderly when she came home.

Now that I think about it, maybe he didn't love the real me, but only the nanny service I provided.

If I were to raise my daughter in a family with such distorted values, it might be a real disaster for her.

I am grateful that times have truly changed.

Women can also make a name for themselves...

From now on, I will be a good role model for my daughter.

After Mr. Jiang finished washing the dishes, his cell phone, which was on the living room table, suddenly rang.

He was wiping his hands with a clean cloth in the kitchen.

I handed him his phone, but when I glanced at it, I saw a familiar caller ID number, and I was so shocked I couldn't speak.

I have a natural sensitivity to numbers, and this unfamiliar phone number belongs to Yang Yufei, the mistress.

I don't know how President Jiang could have any contact with Yang Yufei?

I handed the phone to Mr. Jiang and said very politely, "Mr. Jiang, hello, this is your phone."

Mr. Jiang took the phone, saw it was an unfamiliar number, and answered, "Hello, who is this? What can I do for you?"

Yang Yufei said, "President Jiang, it's me, Yang Yufei. You drive luxury cars worth millions and run a company worth hundreds of millions. You don't need to bother with a pitiful, weak woman like me."

You've almost driven my yoga studio out of business. And you've ruined my clothing store too, opening a store of the same brand right next door.

I know you're rich, powerful, and influential. You can crush someone like me like an ant with just a little money.

I truly know I was wrong, Mr. Jiang. Please, have mercy on me.

How about I treat you to dinner? My husband is also an elite in the finance industry, and he has some business dealings with your company.

We can cooperate well and make money together. There's no need to ruin things over a worthless woman like Jiang Man. What do you think?

I felt angry after listening to this.

I never expected Yang Yufei to be trying to steal my boyfriend.

She was probably jealous that I was still acting after my divorce, and that I was getting close to President Jiang.

This woman looks young, but she's actually ruthless and uses her beauty and cunning to try and ruin me.

I looked at President Jiang, my heart pounding, wanting to know how he would answer.

President Jiang ignored Yang Yufei's attempt to poach his girlfriend and said coldly, "I'm having dinner at my girlfriend Jiang Man's house right now."

I can assure you that I will not cooperate with a despicable and shameless mistress.

I've already remembered the time you sent people to cause trouble at my company.

I, Jiang Hui, am not some magnanimous or charitable man. Go and tell Xue Fan that Jiang Man is now my woman, and he should stay away from her from now on.

"I haven't settled the score with you two, you scoundrels, for kidnapping Tangtang last time."

"President Jiang... this is a misunderstanding. Listen to me, my yoga studio and clothing store are really going to go out of business."

I know I offended you in business, that's why I called you to ask you out for dinner.

I have a younger sister named Yang Yurou, who is many times prettier than that old woman named Jiang Man.

My sister is an art student, she's only 18. How about I send you a picture of her and we can talk about it then...?

Yang Yufei was afraid that President Jiang would hang up on her, so she quickly explained.

"No matter how beautiful your sister is, I have no interest in her. Manman is not an old woman. I admire her appearance, but I also admire her character and soul."

I will not give up on Manman.

Yang Yufei, I'm warning you! Don't be too arrogant in Beijing. There are many hidden talents in this world, and there are plenty of people who will take you down.

Your shop going out of business is just a small lesson I'm giving you. If you call to harass me again, you'll face the consequences!

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he immediately added that number to his blacklist.

He glanced at me and said, "Man, the bond between us is something that someone like Yang Yufei will never understand."

"President Jiang, if Yang Yufei's sister were a stunning beauty, wouldn't you be tempted?"

I suddenly asked a question, as if it were out of nowhere.

President Jiang said very seriously, "Don't use these messy women to test the leaders. Ten years ago, when I returned to this city to start a business, I met you in that simple office building."

You were there for me during the most difficult time of my life. I will always remember you, Man.

As he spoke, he moved a little closer to the sofa and sat down next to me.

However, considering that my daughter was doing her homework in the living room, I didn't want to appear too close to Mr. Jiang, for fear that my daughter would be jealous.

I coughed and said, "Mr. Jiang, your daughter is doing her homework."

I'll come find you later.

President Jiang is a smart man, and he quickly understood the subtext of my words.

Around 9 p.m., he took his coat and said goodbye to me.

He needs to go back and work overtime to handle some work-related matters.

I know he's very busy.

I took my daughter to see him off.

When Mr. Jiang went out, he also took the trash with him.

Close the door.

Mr. Jiang was upstairs. A few minutes later, he sent me a WeChat message saying, "I miss you. Goodnight." Man, do you miss me?

I replied with one word: "I want to".

He suddenly asked me what I really wanted?

I said, "I can't even express how much I miss you, because missing you has long become a habit."

"President Jiang, don't work too late, get some rest!"

Mr. Jiang replied to me: "Man, I miss you too. I suddenly remembered when I first started my business, I was forced to cry to you because of the company's business problems."

The old desk lamp in the office accompanied you and me through countless overtime days and nights. We once shared our life ideals, and we seemed to be soulmates who had gone through thick and thin together.

Man, I'm very busy with work, and my love life is quite simple. But meeting you feels like the best arrangement from heaven. Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will love you well. Goodnight.

"Good night"

I replied with a sentence.

I had never seen President Jiang, who has become so mature and composed, show such a sentimental side to me, and a warmth gradually spread through my heart.

I increasingly feel that fate hasn't been too bad for me, even though my husband cheated on me, we got divorced, and I'm now renting a place alone with my child.

I met President Jiang. When I was in trouble, he appeared by my side like a prince on a white horse, protecting me, taking care of me, and showing concern for me.

It makes me feel that the future is full of hope.

Only by leaving the man who keeps hurting you can you make room for the right person.

I feel disgusted by my husband.

Late at night, after I finished bathing my daughter, I read cartoon books with her and told her stories.

It was almost 10 p.m. before my daughter and I finally got to rest.

I held my lovely daughter in my arms, lying in bed, and by the dim light coming from outside the window, I looked at her fair face, her long eyelashes, and her even breathing. I felt it was the happiest thing in the world.

I love my daughter.

But I didn't expect that around midnight, there would be a loud knocking on my door.

Who was knocking on my door in the middle of the night?

I was startled awake from my bed, covered in a cold sweat.

Ever since my husband kidnapped Tangtang, I've been suspicious of everyone around me.

I quietly got up, took a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and went to the front door of the living room. I opened the peephole and saw Yang Yufei, a woman, and another man standing at the door. The woman was Yang Yufei's sister-in-law, and the man was Yang Yufei's brother.

I met them when I was in court for a lawsuit.

Yang Yufei angrily pounded on the door and said, "Jiang Man, don't think I don't know you're hiding a man in your room. Make him come out right now! So, you're trying to steal your ex-husband away while I'm pregnant. You look so innocent and refined on the surface, but you're a whore at heart."

I'm afraid Yang Yufei will resort to some kind of underhanded tricks again, because this mistress is really disgusting.

I called General Manager Jiang and told him that I might be in danger.

Mr. Jiang immediately reassured me, telling me not to panic, that he would come down soon, and that I should not open the door until he arrived.