The Secret of Second Marriage

The rescue vehicles helped most of the stranded drivers and transported them to Lhasa city.

President Jiang and I can still move our hands and feet.

We didn't want to cause trouble for the rescue team, so we drove behind them to the city.

It was quite cold on the way.

Mr. Jiang and I took turns resting.

Around 1 p.m., we arrived in Lhasa looking disheveled.

Mr. Jiang and I found a relatively large hotel, parked the car in the hotel's parking lot, and then went inside to take a hot shower.

After showering and drying my hair, I changed into a blue down jacket, walked out of the bedroom, and then took out my phone, which was fully charged.

The moment I turned my phone back on and the signal was restored, my WeChat was flooded with messages asking if I was safe.

I saw that Shen Xing called me 99+ times.

He also sent me many messages on WeChat, saying that he had noticed what was mentioned in the news.

A major landslide has occurred on the Lhasa Expressway, which is also facing a blizzard. Many tourists are stranded on the expressway, and the death toll is rising every day.

He was very worried about me.

Because I haven't replied to Shen Xing's messages.

So Shen Xing's last message was that he had borrowed a car from a friend and was driving over to find me.

He said, "Man, you must be safe. I really, really want to find you!"

When I saw the message from Shen Xing, tears welled up in my eyes. This was the first time I had ever felt this way of being cared for.

I read the messages my daughter sent me again. She asks me every day, "Mom, are you there? I miss you. Are you alright?"

Mom, I miss you so much. Please reply to my message.

……

I immediately called my daughter back.

When my daughter heard my voice on the other end of the phone, she burst into tears: "Mom, you haven't been answering my calls. I thought you didn't want me anymore... Waaaaah... Mom, do you know how worried I was about you?"

I can live without my father, but I can't live without my mother. Please come back, okay?

Brother Shen said he would go to Lhasa to help me find you, Mom. I never want to be separated from you again.

I said, "Honey, Mommy's okay. The highway was jammed, and I was stuck for a few days. My phone had no signal, but now I need to buy something to keep me safe. I've arrived at my hotel in Lhasa."

Take good care of yourself while you go to school. Mom promises to be back in a few days with a present.

"Mom, I don't want any gifts anymore, I just want you to be with me."

Tangtang said, crying.

I comforted my daughter on the phone for a long time before she slowly started talking and laughing with me again, just like before.

But I heard from my daughter that Shen Xing had actually driven all the way to Lhasa.

He promised my daughter that he would bring me back, whether I was safe or not.

Tangtang said that Brother Shen always keeps his word.

After I finished talking to my daughter on the phone, I lay on the hotel bed for a while. I felt physically and mentally exhausted. For the past four days, I had been stuck on the highway, busy cooking, checking supplies, and rescuing people.

I rested for a while, and then President Jiang came downstairs after taking a shower and brought up three dishes and a soup, as well as two servings of rice. He placed them on the coffee table in the hotel living room and also boiled a kettle of water, poured it into cups, and let it steam.

Mr. Jiang was wearing a white shirt and a black overcoat with the GUCCI logo, suggesting he was quite wealthy. He had his hair cut again, making him look both handsome and mature.

He came over to me and said, "Man, eat something and rest. No matter what, your health is the most important thing."

I said, "Okay."

I didn't actually feel particularly hungry, I wolfed down my food, but I felt very tired.

I picked up my chopsticks, ate a bowl of rice with the vegetables, and gradually regained my strength.

President Jiang kept putting meat on my plate.

After finishing my meal, I tidied up the lunchbox and trash, then went back to my room to rest.

President Jiang then took his laptop to the next room for a meeting.

He's always busy, and during these four days of being stuck here, I wonder how many backlogged issues the company has that he needs to handle.

I dozed off in my room, and in my dream, my husband was crying and holding my hand, saying that his mistress had run off with all his money…

He said he lost his job, regretted it, and begged me not to divorce him. For Tangtang's sake, he hoped I could turn back to him and start a good life together. He knew he was wrong and would leave the other woman.

I rejected him very coldly and said to him with disgust, "Xue Fan, I don't love you anymore. Hurt is hurt. Our relationship can't go back to the way it was. Everything you did to me disgusts me!"

I slept until after 3 p.m. before groggily opening my eyes. Recalling the dream I had, it felt incredibly real.

When I woke up, I found that there were still some tear stains on my face.

I'm not shedding tears for that scumbag Xue Fan, but for the past me who dared to love and hate, and who gave everything for this family.

I just cried. My past life as a housewife was so foolish and so miserable.

The sun was shining brightly outside the hotel window.

The afternoon sun, around 3 p.m., shone on the windowsill, illuminating the blue sky and white clouds—it was exceptionally beautiful.

I was in a hotel in downtown Lhasa, a bustling city. I opened the window and looked out at the tourists coming and going on the street, as well as the various food stalls.

I feel like I've been reborn.

I picked up my phone and glanced at it. Suddenly, I remembered Shen Xing and sent him a message saying, "I'm fine. It was a dangerous and extraordinary journey, but I survived by a hair's breadth."

Shen Xing, go back and focus on filming. I'm with President Jiang, so don't come looking for me!

Shen Xing suddenly replied to me, "Okay, I'm glad you're alright. I'll go back to filming now. Don't worry, I won't bother you."

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

I say.

After I finished speaking, Mr. Jiang came over and knocked on my door, saying that he had finished his work and wanted to go out for hot pot together that night.

I went back to my room and changed my clothes.

Mr. Jiang said he had already asked the hotel to call a laundry service. The dry cleaners would come up right away, take our dirty clothes to the shop to clean them, iron them, put them in a transparent bag, and bring them up one by one.

I said, "Mr. Jiang, there's no need to trouble yourself, I'll wash it myself."

President Jiang stepped forward, patted my head, and said to me, "Man, there's no trouble. I've already made arrangements. Just listen to me."

Stranded on the highway for four days, I'm so grateful for your care. Without you, I probably wouldn't even have had a hot meal. Man, you're the mistress I've been looking for all my life!

I blushed when I heard what President Jiang said.

At this point, the waiter arrived to collect the dirty clothes.

I packed up my dirty clothes, handed them to the waiter, and left my phone number, room number, and name.

President Jiang took me for a stroll through the streets of Lhasa, where we saw many tourists dressed in Tibetan clothing and merchants selling souvenirs.

The streets and sky here are exceptionally clean and quaint, with a touch of exotic charm.

Mr. Jiang and I strolled around for a few minutes, but didn't dare go too far before returning. Around 6 p.m., we went to a large chain hot pot restaurant on time.

I looked at the brightly lit restaurant signs and the bustling crowds.

When we arrived at the private room, Zhou Shanshan and her daughter, along with several tourists we had met on the way, were also there.

Yu Xiang and Tang Xue did not come over for dinner.

Because Tang Xue was receiving intravenous fluids and resting at a relatively large hospital in Lhasa, Yu Xiang was with his wife and couldn't spare the time to come over for a meal.

Zhou Shanshan was dressed exceptionally beautifully, wearing sunglasses and carrying a designer handbag. She exuded elegance and warmly greeted President Jiang at the entrance of the private room, holding her daughter's hand.

She said, "President Jiang, we've been eating terribly on the road these past few days. Now that we're back alive, we must have a good feast. I've ordered the restaurant's signature hot pot dishes, and opened some red and white wine. Everyone, please enjoy yourselves."

President Jiang took my hand and led me to my seat.

Zhou Shanshan glanced at me, her eyes filled with jealousy, as if she wondered why President Jiang was so gentle and attentive to a woman like me who was not as young, as beautiful, or as well-off as her.

I didn't want to come, but President Jiang and Zhou Shanshan are friends after all.

Besides, I don't need to go against a table full of delicious food.

I sat down and ate.

Once everyone had arrived, they chatted and laughed.

Zhou Shanshan suddenly joked, "Jiang Man, I heard you used to be a housewife. You've really become obsessed with money. When everyone was stranded on the road and in such a difficult situation, you were still selling thermal blankets for 1000 yuan each. You must have made a lot of money on this trip to Tibet."

My expression turned cold. I took a small sip of my drink and said bluntly, "Yes! In the eyes of a rich girl like you, Zhou Shanshan, I, Jiang Man, am a worthless person who only cares about money."

You know, when I divorced my ex-husband, I left with nothing, penniless, with a daughter. If it weren't for President Jiang and my best friend Juan, I would have been homeless long ago.

So every penny is important to me, and I only take what I'm entitled to... As for you looking down on me, that's none of my business, because I, Jiang Man, don't need someone like you to respect me.

The reason you can stand here today and say these high-sounding, overly sentimental things is entirely because of the tents, life jackets, bottled water, medicine, oxygen cylinders, and various foods I provided.

"You're the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity, it's disgusting..."

After I finished speaking, I got up and left.

Mr. Jiang took my hand, glanced at Zhou Shanshan, and said in a very serious tone, "Ms. Zhou, you're both adults. When you're stuck on the road, my girlfriend Man has no obligation to help you."

But she has prepared food, clothes, and medicine for you and your daughter.

Back in downtown Lhasa, you became arrogant and rude. A spoiled young lady like you doesn't deserve to be my friend. Excuse me for the meal…

Zhou Shanshan's beautiful eyes were filled with hatred and disgust towards me.

She probably felt that someone like me, a nobody with no money or power, had stolen her thunder, and she'd been resentful about it. So tonight's gathering, ostensibly to get everyone together, was actually a way to form cliques and isolate me.

But she didn't expect that President Jiang would be completely on my side.

Kindness and good character are priceless. Zhou Shanshan is such an ungrateful woman, and no one wants to deal with her.

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he took my hand and left the hot pot restaurant. Then we went to a roadside snack shop and ate local Tibetan cuisine, including stewed mutton.

Mr. Jiang and I had dinner outside.

Mr. Jiang bought me a bouquet of flowers, and we went back to the hotel hand in hand, agreeing to rest well and not think about anything all day, as tomorrow morning would be a new beginning.

I arranged with Sister Lan to go to her hotel tomorrow to meet her. Once the team of photographers arrives, we'll film some photos of her hotel.

But to my surprise, Shen Xing didn't listen to me and leave Lhasa to film in Hengdian. Instead, she came to find me without hesitation...