The Secret of Second Marriage

Xue Fan is back.

He was wearing a black suit, was thin, and had a fair complexion that showed no signs of aging.

His deep eyes and slender face exuded a gentle, scholarly air.

When I was in college, I fell for him because I was attracted to his quiet temperament.

Now that I am his legally divorced ex-wife, seeing his current appearance makes me feel disgusted!

I have seen through his character and the hypocritical and despicable things he has done.

I asked him, coldly replying, "You're back just in time. Let's have a standoff between the three of us. Yang Yufei said you've been meeting and dating a woman frequently lately."

Xue Fan, you really can't change your ways. Tell me, who is that woman you've been seeing lately? Why is her WeChat profile picture and name a complete copy of mine? She must be a friend of ours, right?

"Jiang Man, we're divorced. It's my freedom to be with whomever I want. You're so concerned about my private life; you're not going to regret it, are you?"

Xue Fan glanced at me, a hint of triumph in his eyes and brows.

"Hehe, I regret it. I regret not divorcing a scumbag like you sooner."

I really have no interest in knowing who you're with. But your mistress is now constantly suspecting that I'm with you, and she comes to my place to cause trouble every few days. She's really gone crazy.

Please explain to her properly that I, Jiang Man, will remain single for the rest of my life and will never date a scumbag like you again!

I yelled at him.

Xue Fan said, "The more you say that, the more you care about me."

I felt like throwing up when I heard that.

Yang Yufei suddenly said to Xue Fan, "Honey, I've been waiting so long at home, you're finally back. I want to eat strawberries, could you get a box from the fridge for me to wash and eat?"

Xue Fan changed into slippers, hung his clothes on the coat rack in the entryway of the living room, took a box of strawberries from the refrigerator, washed them, put them on a plate, and brought them out. The red strawberries looked especially cute when arranged on the plate.

Yang Yufei said coquettishly, "Honey, will you feed me?"

Xue Fan smiled indulgently, then picked up the strawberry and fed it to his mistress.

As Yang Yufei ate her strawberries, she saw me standing to the side and suddenly her face turned cold. She said to me, "Jiang Man, you see? If you weren't here, Xue Fan would be so good to me."

He never cooked when he was with you, did he?

But when we were dating, he would get me slippers, pajamas, blow-dry my hair, heat up my bath water, and even wash and massage my feet!

And you? You're just an old hag. Even if you use every trick in the book to seduce him for a few days, his heart is still with me. He's already transferred this marital home to my name; you can't take it away from me.

"You two are truly unreasonable!"

I said coldly.

Xue Fan fed his mistress a few bites of strawberries, then squinted at me and said, "Jiang Man, no matter what Yufei did, she's younger than you and pregnant. It's your lack of magnanimity that's the problem."

"Pick up everything you threw on the ground exactly as it was, and I'll pretend this never happened."

"You're dreaming!"

My eyes were red with anger, but my voice remained firm.

I truly loathe my ex-husband to an unbearable degree.

They've been married for ten years.

I have loved the man in front of me for a full 10 years.

I am hardworking in housework, simple and frugal, and I treat him with all my heart. No matter how busy I am, I always cook, do laundry, and mop the floor. I never let him lift a finger.

In the end, he didn't mind that I wasn't romantic, had no sense of fun, couldn't earn money, and wasn't as young, beautiful, fair-skinned, or pretty as the other woman.

I asked myself if I had fulfilled all the responsibilities a wife should have, and what did I get in return?

In return, I received betrayal, infidelity, contempt, perfunctory treatment, hypocrisy, and heartlessness!

Haha, I originally thought that after 10 years of marriage, when the marriage comes to an end, even if there is no love, there should still be some affection.

But the way he and his mistress treated me today completely ignited the raging fire in my heart.

Yang Yufei smiled arrogantly at me: "You're not going, huh?... Jiang Man, I'll not only make you pick up the things I threw on the ground, but I'll also make you kowtow and apologize to me."

Xue Fan coaxed the mistress, saying, "Forget it, Yufei, she has nothing left, don't worry about her."

"Xue Fan, you're not human!"

Before I could finish speaking, I rushed over, raised my hand, and with an overwhelming sense of venting and revenge, slapped Xue Fan hard across the face.

A crisp slap echoed in the living room.

Xue Fan looked at me with a shocked expression. There were deep and shallow handprints on his face, and a trace of blood was even flowing from the corner of his mouth, which showed how hard I had hit him...

The depth of my love for him is the same depth of my hatred for him now.

Xue Fan was furious. He stood up, looked at me, and said one word: "Get out!"

Immediately afterwards, Xue Fan and his mistress threw all the remaining belongings from my house out of the house, leaving behind photos of me and my daughter's homework and certificates floating in the hallway.

With a snap.

Xue Fan and Yang Yufei kicked me out and slammed the door shut in front of me.

I was somewhat stunned by what I saw, but I don't regret acting so impulsively and slapping my ex-husband hard.

I stood outside the door, looking so adrift and innocent.

At this moment, the pain of divorce ruthlessly reopened the deep and shallow wounds in my heart.

My heart ached as if it were being clenched. Amidst the mess on the floor, I saw a marriage that was completely dead.

I've fought and argued with everyone on this trip, but I haven't suffered any real loss.

I never imagined that I, who was once so stubborn and gentle, would one day turn into a shrew.

But my daughter is my soft spot, and I must harden myself into armor to protect her.

I dragged my suitcase and stuffed it with photos, certificates, books, notebooks, and other old things that were scattered all over the floor.

I turned back for one last look at this familiar front door and said, "Xue Fan, I wish you a terrible death!"

I used this most vicious curse to curse the man I once loved most.

As soon as I finished speaking, tears streamed down my face, and I bit my lip tightly.

Laughter and chatter came from inside the house; Xue Fan and his mistress were flirting and teasing each other.

Human joys and sorrows are never shared by all.

I struggled downstairs alone with my suitcase, put it in the trunk of my car, moved some of my daughter's toys, and then drove away cleanly and efficiently.

This trip has finally left my heart empty.

I drove back to the entrance of the residential area; it was already late at night.

My daughter was scared to be home alone, so she turned on the TV and put on cartoons while waiting for me to come home.

When she was waiting for me to come home on the sofa, she threw herself into my arms and cried, "Mommy, I missed you so much. I was afraid you wouldn't want me anymore."

"Mommy will never abandon you; you will always be Mommy's precious baby."

I say.

I moved the suitcase into the storage room, and after a quick wash with my daughter, we went to bed.

The next day, the whole city was hit by heavy rain.

The sky was gray, the weather was cold, and the streets were deserted with hardly anyone around.

I sent my daughter to school and then told her to go back to Aunt Juan's house with Kexin after school. She would stay at Aunt Juan's house for a while while I finished filming my GG project there and would be back soon.

My daughter put her arm around my neck at the school gate, kissed me, and said, "Mom, come back soon, I'll miss you."

I kissed my daughter and then stuffed 1000 yuan of pocket money into her schoolbag.

My daughter waved goodbye very politely and walked into school obediently with her schoolbag on her back.

As I watched her retreating figure, I felt a pang of sadness. To be honest, she was only six years old, yet she was already much more obedient and sensible than other children her age.

She always says that she will protect her mother when she grows up.

I was extremely reluctant to leave, but I was forced by the helplessness and pressure of reality to turn around and leave the school, driving to the courier point to pick up my package.

For this trip to Tibet, I bought a lot of travel essentials, such as thermal clothing, a portable oxygen cylinder, and a complete set of outdoor cooking utensils.

I heard that Tibet is a high-altitude and very cold place, so I bought thermal blankets, life jackets, a flint and steel, hot pot base, instant noodles, biscuits, milk, and a box of my favorite Chinese sausage claypot rice, which I made myself with a reheating function.

I also went to the pharmacy and bought some cold and fever reducers, as well as some ginseng tablets and blood-tonifying medicine.

This large box of health supplements cost me over 2000 yuan. I bought these medicines to give to Shen Xing.

I wanted to tell him that I had contacted Sister Lan, the female owner of the Tibet chain hotel, and we were going there to shoot promotional photos. Sister Lan had already transferred the 5 yuan deposit.

My career is just starting out, so I probably won't be able to go until next Monday to go to the hospital with him to get the test results.

Regardless, I sincerely hope for a good outcome for him.

I drove to Shen Xing's rented apartment, but he wasn't there; it seemed he had already moved out.

I called him, but no one answered.

I remembered that Shen Xing said that if I tried to persuade him to stay, he wouldn't leave; if I didn't, he would go to Hengdian to film movies and become a star.

He is a boy who works very hard once he sets his mind on something.

All I can do for him is wish him well.

After all, I never really believed that there was a future between Shen Xing and me...

There's no need to give these supplements to people who can't be contacted.

I took a deep breath, put the supplements back into my suitcase, and at noon I randomly picked a Sichuan restaurant and ordered hot and sour shredded potatoes and braised pork, which I ate with rice for lunch…

My phone suddenly rang.

Mr. Jiang called and said he wanted to see me.

He said he got off the plane at 11 a.m. and had just arrived in Beijing. The first person he wanted to see was me.

I said, "Forget it, Mr. Jiang, I'd rather not meet him!"

I can never forget the scene of President Jiang leaving so heartlessly that day.

I did develop some genuine feelings for President Jiang, but I'm afraid he's just saying he loves me.

I don't want to be a woman who is insecure and anxious in relationships. If a relationship is destined to have a bad ending sooner or later, I would rather not start it in the first place, so that at least I won't get hurt.

Mr. Jiang said, "Jiang Man, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you last time. I really want to see you. Could you give me a chance to meet you? I'll explain. Okay? Tell me where you are?"

"President Jiang, I'm at Xianglajiao Sichuan Restaurant."

After thinking about it, I decided to tell him the name and address of a restaurant.

"Wait for me in 10 minutes."

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

I called the waiter over and ordered a few more dishes, all of which were Mr. Jiang's favorites.

Ten minutes later, President Jiang arrived looking travel-worn.

He was wearing a suit, an expensive watch, a broad forehead, deep eyes, a high nose, and thin red lips; he was still as handsome as ever.

He brought me a bouquet of flowers, placed it in front of me, and said, "Man, I was wrong before, please forgive me?"

"President Jiang, I am poor, a divorced woman, and have no future, but that is absolutely no reason for you to doubt me or disrespect me in matters of the heart."

"Do you trust my character if you're with me?"

When I saw President Jiang, my heart softened, and tears welled up in my eyes.