The Secret of Second Marriage

I decided to go to the kitchen to check on Juan.

Juan was in the kitchen urging the chef to simmer the lamb soup. When she saw me come into the kitchen, she quickly said, "Man, what brings you here? The dishes will be served soon. Go back and sit down, and eat more."

"I don't have much of an appetite. When I came out just now, I saw them secretly holding hands under the table. It was disgusting. Juan, why were you so enthusiastic towards the mistress just now? Aren't you afraid that the mistress will think you're weak and easy to bully?"

I whispered in Juan's ear.

Juan narrowed her eyes slightly and said casually, "Man, you are my best friend, so I'm telling you what's on my mind. I hate that mistress to death."

The thought of her seducing my husband sends shivers down my spine, a sharp, stabbing pain in my heart, like being stabbed with a knife, leaving it bleeding...

But the more it hurts, the more I will endure it. I'm determined to get a divorce, but I will definitely give those two scoundrels a good thrashing. I'll make them flaunt their love while stepping on my head, using my family's money to start a company, and in the end, they even helped their mistress get a job transfer and bought her a love nest. Do they really think I, the original wife, am dead?!

I was terrified when I heard this.

The Juan I know seems particularly dashing, beautiful, and generous. She has a temper and is quick to vent her anger, a typical strong female lead.

But to my surprise, when faced with a real clash of interests, she was surprisingly rational. She wasn't blinded by anger, but rather, like playing chess, she took it one step at a time, securing victory. She was an exceptionally rational woman.

Many people think that the daughters of wealthy families are all naive and innocent, who would give their all to a poor man, help him become rich, and then be abandoned by him, becoming bitter and resentful women.

Kejuan is not that kind of woman.

She is shrewd and capable, with a sharp mind, and when she loves, she can give her whole heart and soul, sincerely giving everything.

Even when love fades, one can sever ties decisively, dump the scumbag, and reap what's rightfully theirs, ensuring they never suffer a loss.

Liu Peng is not good enough for Juan.

The last lamb soup was ready. Juan personally carried the soup back to the living room and placed it on the dining table. Then, she ladled a bowl of lamb soup and placed it on the table in front of Ju Xiaoya, saying warmly and kindly, "Teacher Ju, I heard that your hands and feet get cold and you feel dizzy in winter. Traditional Chinese medicine says that your qi and blood are somewhat insufficient."

This is lamb soup I prepared especially for you. It's very nourishing and will warm you up from head to toe. After a few servings, your health will probably improve even more.

I know being a teacher is hard work, going through sweltering summers and freezing winters. You have so many things to worry about every day, but no matter how busy you are, your health is the most important thing. Please take good care of yourself and don't overwork yourself!

"Thank you, Kexin's mom."

Ju Xiaoya was very touched. She took a sip of the soup and found that it had no fishy or gamey smell at all. It was fragrant and made her mouth water. After drinking a bowl, her lower abdomen felt warm and she felt very comfortable.

She volunteered, "Kexin's mom, to be honest, I didn't take good care of myself during my postpartum period and caught a cold, so my blood and energy are a bit insufficient. My hands and feet are always cold in winter, and I feel cold all over even in summer."

I've seen many traditional Chinese medicine doctors and taken a lot of Chinese medicine, but it hasn't helped much.

But this soup is delicious, and it's perfect for my condition. How is it made? Could you tell me? I'd like to make it for myself when I get home.

Juan gently took Ju Xiaoya's hand, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Teacher Ju, you look so frail and sickly, like a delicate Lin Daiyu. No wonder you are so talented. I feel sorry for you as soon as I see you."

These are lambs from the Tan sheep region of Ningxia. They are raised high in the mountains, eating herbs and drinking spring water. Their meat is tender and has no gamey taste, making it a very precious ingredient.

"Teacher Ju, if you like to eat them, I'll ask someone to order a few more so I can stew them for you slowly to help with your health."

"Oh, I can't accept that. No need to spend money, I'll buy it myself when I get back."

Ju Xiaoya said in a very aloof manner.

Juan said, "I have my own channels for these precious items, which is why I can buy genuine materials. There are many fake products on the market now, using this name, but they are all just false advertising."

"Teacher Ju, please don't be so polite. I've already treated you like a younger sister. Please come over for meals more often. It's just a few lambs, it's not worth much money. No one's health is more important."

Seeing this, Liu Peng said, "Teacher Ju, don't be so polite. My wife has been pampered since childhood. She's never seen anything delicious or fun. Just listen to her."

"Thank you so much, Kexin's mom."

Ju Xiaoya said shyly.

Seeing Liu Peng and Ju Xiaoya acting like a perfect couple, I almost got angry, but then I remembered that I shouldn't alert them and let those two adulterers find out that Juan and I had discovered their affair.

So I smiled and said, "Juan, I'm jealous again. You're so good to Teacher Ju, it's genuine. It seems you really like Teacher Ju."

"Of course, I like girls like Teacher Ju who are refined, knowledgeable, and cultured, unlike me who is so vulgar and only knows how to wield swords, drink, and make friends."

Juan said.

Ju Xiaoya was very satisfied with her meal.

After lunch, once Juan's husband had seen Ju Xiaoya off, the empty villa was left with only a table of leftovers and Juan with a cold expression.

She crossed her arms, her eyes icy, and paced back and forth upstairs in a huff. It took her a while to calm down before she finally ordered the maid, "Throw away the bowl and chopsticks that woman used at noon today. I think they're bad luck. Replace them with a brand new set of the same ones."

"Juan, it's such a waste to throw away that set of high-end porcelain. Let's keep it for now. Besides, if you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way. Even though there are plenty of identical tableware, your husband is used to this set, and they'll inevitably notice. Also, you can't always trust the maids in the house."

I say.

Juan took a deep breath to calm herself down and said to me, "You're right. I almost lost my composure and gave myself away. I can still be extremely vigilant in front of those two scoundrels and put on an act with them."

But when I'm alone, I can't help but feel sullen. It's all my fault for being so blind. I thought I had met my soulmate, a talented and capable young man in white.

Only now do I realize that I was just a dish in their eyes, a brick to climb up the ladder.

"Juan, thank you so much for coming to keep me company today. I'm a little tired after filming all day. Come with me for a drink."

"it is good"

Juan and I drove to a bar and had some beer and red wine.

It was in the bar that I saw another side of Juan. She hugged me and cried uncontrollably in my arms, saying, "Man, do you know how I've been getting through this?"

Liu Peng, how much I love him! When we first got together, everyone disapproved of us, and my family was against it too, but I still insisted on marrying him. I thought I was marrying for love, but now I know that love is just a load of rubbish.

In his eyes, I was just a tool to be used. Countless days and nights I went crazy with regret and self-loathing. Why did I... believe his lies? Why did I fall in love with such a man?

After saying that, she shook her head and said, "I've never been a heartless person in my life. You're the only true friend I've ever had, and the only man I've ever truly loved is my husband."

I'm just acting with everyone else, it's all just for fun.

I always thought my husband was having an affair, but I'm still the most important person in his heart. We'll grow old together, and when we're done having fun and can't play around anymore, we'll become a loving couple again...

It turns out this was all just my own obsession. The person he loved most was never me, but that other woman. I really don't understand. Am I really that much worse than that other woman?

"Juan, you are no less capable than anyone else."

I said, "You only lost to your own sincerity. Actually, Liu Peng isn't that good. He's a scumbag with warped values, completely devoid of morality and ethics, and has absolutely no sense of gratitude."

"Man, you're the only one in this world who stands by my side and says things like that to comfort me."

Juan sighed, "From now on, no man can stir my nerves anymore. Come on, let's have a drink to celebrate my divorce in advance, to celebrate my single status, to celebrate having money, a house, good looks, and a career, and to never have to suffer the pain of love again."

"Yes, congratulations on escaping your misery, Grandma!"

I smiled and responded, then clinked glasses with Juan.

Juan smiled brightly... but deep down she knew the true feelings of joy and sorrow, and no one could take her place.

"After all these years of being best friends, I know you, Juan... Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart."

Every young man has a deep-seated desire to be with his first love. The one he can't have is always the best.

Liu Peng chose Ju Xiaoya not because Ju Xiaoya was so great, but because he was making up for a regret from his youth.

He was too greedy; he wanted his wife at home, and he also wanted his mistress outside.

This is what happens when a man's heart changes. The wife he once loved becomes like a mosquito dropping stuck to the wall, or a grain of rice that has lost its freshness.

His first love was like the white moonlight and red rose in his memory, vivid and passionate, with the thrill of an affair that stirred his senses, making him forget his home and the way he came.

Juan, I hope you can be more carefree and give up on this kind of person, really! Don't hold onto any illusions or lingering feelings anymore.

I say.

Juan took a big gulp of wine, and said with resentment and final determination: "Man, what is love? ...Isn't it just two people who love each other and grow old together? Even if they live to be 90, they don't feel tired or annoyed looking at each other, but feel warmth and affection."

When did Liu Peng and I get to this point? I clearly loved him so much, and he said he loved me too. It's all my fault for being so foolish.

The pain of love is truly unbearable; I will never allow myself to fall so deeply in love again.

I fell silent again. I understood that although Juan was in great pain, she was slowly coming to her senses.

She and Liu Peng were never from the same world.

Liu Peng comes from an ordinary family, but he is exceptionally talented, hardworking, and good at business.

Juan comes from a very wealthy family; she's a true heiress. She's never been short of expensive things since she was little... Her family's safe holds hundreds of millions of dollars worth of gold and jewelry, and the swimming pool and golf course in the backyard are as big as a stadium.

Their business spans the globe.

When Juan graduated from university, she bought her first Maserati as a graduation gift... Everything she ate and used was a designer brand.

She truly loved Liu Peng. When everyone doubted this poor young man, she married him without hesitation, accompanied him in starting his business, and provided him with resources and connections.

Liu Peng's luckiest moment in life was meeting Juan, but it was also his biggest mistake. He had been doing business smoothly all the way to becoming a big boss, and he thought it was all due to his own abilities, forgetting who his first pot of gold came from.

Juan wiped her red and swollen eyes, gritted her teeth, and said to me, "Man, I can let go of this scumbag, but I must make him and his mistress pay the price, I must! I've sent someone to Hainan to invite the mistress's husband to pay off some of his gambling debts. We'll have a good show to watch next Monday at the school gate."

"The first step to revenge is to ruin the mistress's reputation. The second step is to make the scumbag spit out everything he's taken!"