The Secret of Second Marriage

Mr. Jiang and I saw Xue Fan and Yang Yufei.

Xue Fan's eyes were filled with a frantic, unwilling resentment.

I can't see a trace of the love I once had in my ex-husband, that scumbag; all I see is regret and jealousy.

Yang Yufei pulled Xue Fan over to me and said, "What a coincidence! Honey, isn't this your ex-wife?"

"Yes, it's her."

Xue Fan nodded.

"Jiang Man, you actually come to such a high-end brand store to spend money. I really didn't expect that you would become so ignorant and vain so soon after the divorce, just like your young sister-in-law, who loves beauty, cosmetics and lipsticks."

People who don't know the situation might think you're a gold digger who abandoned your husband and ran off with another man.

Xue Fan said in a cold and sarcastic tone.

I used to be a full-time housewife, and when I was with him, I dressed myself up completely without makeup.

To save money, she wears only cheap clothes from street vendors and is reluctant to spend money on herself, but she is very willing to spend money on her husband and daughter.

But I'm different now. After the divorce, I love myself even more.

After a long silence, I uttered a single word: "Get lost."

Xue Fan's expression shifted between anger and irritation. He said, "Your temper has gotten worse too. You're always telling people to get out. Jiang Man, you're becoming more and more like a shrew."

"It's none of your business."

I said, "If you're so bored, why don't you just go die? Don't say such disgusting things in front of me."

Xue Fan saw that I completely ignored him, and my eyes and brows were full of coldness and disgust.

I would silently remember every word he said, every look he gave, and every gesture he made, even at my own expense, just to make him happy.

But now, I have no feelings for my ex-husband at all. Even if he were to die, I wouldn't be sad in the slightest.

It turns out that seeing clearly a man who doesn't love you at all is such a refreshing and sobering thing.

From now on, I will never again lose sleep over Xue Fan and silently shed tears alone...

This kind of scumbag is not worth my love at all.

Xue Fan glanced at President Jiang and deliberately changed the subject, saying, "President Jiang, it seems you don't know how to train women. My wife and mother are virtuous and loving, but you turn her into a shrew."

I'll teach you a trick: women should be left out in the cold. Don't be too nice to them, otherwise they'll take advantage of you and start biting you...

It's okay.

President Jiang, with his aloof and refined demeanor, looked at me with doting eyes, then politely said to Xue Fan, "In front of me, she can do whatever she wants, as long as she's happy. Mr. Xue, a man like you probably will never know how to respect a woman in his entire life."

"Man has been married to you for so many years, and she has truly suffered!"

"You call yourself the boss of a company? What kind of person can't you find? Picking a divorced woman makes you seem so capable, doesn't it?"

Xue Fan said in a very unfriendly manner.

Yang Yufei glared at me and said disdainfully, "Jiang Man, don't be so smug for too long. How could President Jiang possibly be interested in a woman like you?"

You two are just friends with benefits at best, what kind of future can you expect? Oh, by the way, this weekend, Xue Fan and I are having our wedding at the Big Gui Tang Hotel.

If you're free, you can come and join us for our wedding banquet!

I said without any hesitation, "No need."

"I think you can't handle the shock. Xue Fan dotes on me. The wedding dress, the five-star hotel, the wedding car were all the best, and the bride price was one million."

He told me personally that you were the "yellow-faced woman" he disliked. He didn't spend a single penny on the dowry when we got married, and you even paid for his postgraduate studies and rented an apartment.

And I am the apple of his eye, he will definitely cherish me and the baby in my belly.

After Yang Yufei finished speaking, she touched her belly intentionally or unintentionally. Her belly was almost six months along and looked a little big.

She held Xue Fan's hand tightly, showing off their affection in front of me, taunting me with a victor's posture, her eyes full of undisguised pride and disdain.

Although Yang Yufei came from a poor family, she was indeed quite beautiful. She used to be the school beauty in her hometown. Later, she was admitted to an arts school, where many men pursued her, which led to her becoming spoiled, willful, and capricious.

She enjoys Xue Fan's unbridled favoritism and wants to trample me underfoot... but I'm doing pretty well now.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh coldly: "So what? You're still smug. Do you really think a man who can be so ruthless to his wife could have any true love or feelings for you?"

I advise you not to provoke me, otherwise, I'm not someone to be trifled with.

"I'm just provoking you, what can you do about it?"

A flash of resentment crossed Yang Yufei's eyes as she glared at me fiercely and said, "In front of me, you will always be a loser, a pitiful woman who has been kicked out of her home by her husband."

I'm younger and prettier than you. You'd better stay away from my husband in the future, or don't blame me—I won't be polite.

"Yang Yufei, are you crazy? Are you experiencing pregnancy-induced brain fog? You see everyone as a love rival."

Let me tell you, to me Xue Fan is like a maggot in a toilet, a fly in rotten meat, a cockroach and a rat in a sewer.

I feel disgusted just looking at him. I wish you bunch of bastards would stay locked together forever and never separate, so you can continue to harm others…”

I finally lost my temper and yelled.

I was amused by Yang Yufei's words. She thinks that just because she's pretty, she can act like she owns the place in this society, and that just because she's young and beautiful, she can look down on other people's wives like dogs.

All I can say is that she will pay the price sooner or later.

Seeing this, Xue Fan walked over and looked directly at me, a flash of surprise in his eyes. He said with unusual calm, "Jiang Man, I don't want to argue with you. Why are you so angry? Why did you say such nasty things to me?"

Do you still cherish our marital relationship? Let me tell you clearly, even if we divorce, we still have children who need care. I hope we can raise our children together!

I was busy with my own work and career, wanting to distance myself from my husband, that scumbag and despicable person, and unwilling to waste my time and energy on such unworthy people and things.

But they actually dared to come up to me, showing off their affection while deliberately trying to disgust me.

Since that's the case, then I'll give them a wedding gift.

I looked at my ex-husband with a half-smile and said, "Don't insult my intelligence. You forced me to sign an agreement during the divorce, promising to leave with nothing. Didn't you think about the children?"

Xue Fan, you hypocrite! We're divorced, so let's just go our separate ways and stop bothering each other, okay? I've already left with nothing; the house, the car, and all the money are yours. Can you please stop bothering me?

I just hope you stay far away from me and Tangtang for the rest of your life. Seriously, meeting someone like you will bring you bad luck for life!

Xue Fan ignored my words and looked at me seriously, asking, "I never thought about divorcing you. You forced me to. Don't you see what you've done? You exposed my and Yufei's privacy online."

You turned me into a scumbag that everyone hates, and you pushed me away from you step by step.

Jiang Man, I admit I was just saying that in anger. What exactly do you want me to do to remarry me, issue a letter of forgiveness to let my mother go, help me take care of my father, and raise the child?"

Keep dreaming!

I couldn't take it anymore and said to my scumbag ex-husband Xue Fan, "You're a fucking slut! If you want me to remarry you, you'll have to kneel down and kowtow to me three times!"

Without saying a word, Xue Fan got up and knelt down in front of me, kowtowing three times.

His forehead was a little red from banging it against the ground.

Many people in the mall were looking at us, speculating about the private matters and gossip among the four of us.

I was stunned. I never expected my ex-husband Xue Fan to kneel down in front of me while slapping himself and saying, "I was wrong, Jiang Man. After you left, I realized that the person I love the most is still you."

You will wash my clothes and cook for me, massage my legs when I'm tired, and stay by my window when I'm sick, taking my temperature and brewing medicine for me.

You will keep the house clean and tidy every day, waiting for me to come home... You will grow some flowers and plants, knit some sweaters, and raise some cats and dogs.

You keep the house very tidy and take good care of your daughter.

I used to completely ignore how happy I was. I'm a jerk, a scumbag. Now I realize that without you, my life is a complete mess.

"Just say the word, and I'll break up with Yang Yufei. Let's remarry, okay? Jiang Man."

Xue Fan actually showed a softer side to me, displaying a strong yet remorseful side of his personality. The suit, tie, clothes, and shoes he was wearing were designer suits that I had ordered for him from a boutique.

He hasn't changed into new clothes in a long time.

In my sight, he knelt before me, grasped my hand, and whispered, "No matter what, we still have a child. For our daughter's sake, can you really be so heartless, only thinking of yourself, and let our family of three be completely separated?"

Is this still the Xue Fan I know?

Yes!

I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine, and a cold shiver ran through my body. Yes, this was the Xue Fan I knew, the man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, a man as ruthless as a viper.

He didn't remarry me because he realized he loved me and couldn't bear to part with me. Rather, it was because he weighed the pros and cons and felt that I was the most suitable woman to grow old with him.

Yang Yufei is young, beautiful, and loves to have fun. Even when she was pregnant, she still wore manicure nails and didn't do any housework.

Xue Fan probably still feels most comfortable when he's with me. He doesn't have to do housework, and when he comes home, there are always delicious meals waiting for him. The house is always clean and tidy.

I will take care of him when he is sick, and I will take care of his parents and his family. I will do anything for him, and more importantly, I am no longer just an ordinary housewife...

My account on Douyin has surpassed one million followers, and I've opened a product showcase to sell goods via live streaming. I'm also filming short dramas, and my commercial value is skyrocketing. In his eyes, I have gained new value.

Ha, my ex-husband is such a scumbag, trying to trick me into remarrying him with such a convincing lie.

I pondered for a moment, then uttered crisply, "Get out!"

Xue Fan knelt on the ground, looking up at me in shock: "Jiang Man, you're going back on your word?"

"You treacherous and despicable person, there were no promises or trust between us whatsoever..."

I said with a cold laugh.

Although Yang Yufei was very angry, she was pregnant and all her daily expenses depended on Xue Fan, who was her sugar daddy.

She suppressed her immense grievances, helped Xue Fan up, and comforted him: "Mr. Xue, that bitch humiliated you like this, she won't have a good ending, okay? Please don't remarry her, alright?"

I know I'm lacking in many areas, and I'm not good enough at many household chores, but I can learn slowly... Let's go!

"This kind of scumbag deserves to be hit by a car and killed as soon as he steps outside!"

I glanced at Xue Fan and Yang Yufei and cursed silently in my heart.

When I was a full-time housewife, he was having an affair with Yang Yufei. Did he ever care about my reputation? Now Yang Yufei is pregnant, her yoga mat and clothing stores have gone bankrupt, and I'm burdened with loans every month. I can only grit my teeth and follow Xue Fan.

I heard that Xue Fan's life isn't going too well either.

The financial industry is under strict scrutiny. Unlike a few years ago, it's no longer easy to get cash by simply taking out a loan or mortgaging something. Xue Fan was transferred to a branch office as a vice president, and his salary dropped sharply.

He and Yang Yufei could only maintain a facade; they walked around the mall, bought nothing, and left...

President Jiang helped me up, as I was so angry I almost lost my mind.

He looked at me seriously and said, "A scumbag like him would never want to remarry you."

"Man, even if you agree to remarry me, I still won't agree..."

"President Jiang, don't worry, there will never be a day when we remarry. Unless I've lost my mind and would give up a perfectly good life to go back to that hellish existence I had before."

The moment he cheated on me with his mistress and almost drove me to my death, I swore that we could never go back to the way things were.

From that time on, I felt only disgust and hatred towards that man; I had no other feelings whatsoever.

I say.

My good mood and Mr. Jiang's were ruined by that scumbag and bitch couple, and we lost all interest in continuing our shopping trip.

I carried the cosmetics that Mr. Jiang bought for me, and we went downstairs and walked out of the mall.

Unexpectedly, in the mall parking lot, I saw Xue Fan and Yang Yufei haggling with the security guard over a few dozen yuan for parking fees.

I pretended not to see it, took Mr. Jiang's hand, got into the car, and left the mall.

Xue Fan called out to me loudly from behind: "Jiang Man, what exactly do I need to do for you to forgive me? Do you know how much I want to go back to the way things were before?"

Sitting in the car with my back to Xue Fan, I coldly said, "Don't get too caught up in this act, save your breath. Xue Fan, the Jiang Man of the past is dead. After seeing your true colors, I will never remarry you!"

The car drove away, and I sat inside, taking one last look at the city in springtime.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly in spring. The willows in the park were sprouting new buds, and the peach blossoms were blooming before we knew it.

The swallows have returned.

The true breath of spring has arrived.

I don't want to go home.

Mr. Jiang said he has a meeting at 3:30 pm, but he can show me around before then.

When you reach middle age, dating is different from when you were young. When you were young, you liked to go to the movies and crowded, lively places.

Now all I want to do is go to the park and quietly enjoy the scenery and look at the flowers.

President Jiang drove me to the Summer Palace, a very famous scenic spot in Beijing.

Enjoy the flowers along the West Causeway as wild swans migrate north.

The blue of Kunming Lake.

On this spring afternoon, it gracefully flew past the lake, its wings startling the spring, its shadow entering the painting.

The peach blossoms and cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

After admiring the flowers, Mr. Jiang and I went to Qingjingxuan to drink tea and pet the cats.

There were many tourists in the scenic area along the way, and some people were setting up stalls to sell handicrafts.

Like Mr. Jiang and his girlfriend, we strolled side by side.

A mother with her three-year-old daughter was selling colorful balloons on the roadside. She was dressed in a frog costume and holding a bunch of colorful balloons.

I don't know why, but when I saw a mother with her child setting up a stall outside, I felt a strange sense of sympathy.

My gaze lingered on the mother and daughter for a long time.

Mr. Jiang took my hand and led me forward to greet the mother selling balloons.

After chatting with us for a while, the woman told us that her husband had cheated on her when their child was three months old. She found out about his hotel records and divorced him, taking the child with him.

For the past three years, she has raised her child alone as a single mother.

Her ex-husband never paid a single penny in child support, nor did he ever visit the child.

When the woman said these words, she didn't cry or complain. She simply said calmly, "As long as I can be with my daughter, I feel that's the happiest thing in the world. But sometimes I still feel sorry for my daughter, seeing her suffer with me."

If I hadn't met a scumbag like her father, she wouldn't have had to suffer with me in that rented apartment.

Sometimes after I finish setting up my stall, I go out to deliver food at night, and I don't get home until very late. She cries herself to sleep by herself until she's exhausted.

"I understand that feeling."

I say.

Suddenly, Mr. Jiang asked quietly, "Boss, are you going to close up shop early once all these balloons are sold out? I'll buy them all. That way, at least you and your child will be happy today."

The single mother smiled and refused: "Sir, we're selling balloons, not selling pity. You don't need to buy all the balloons."

We sell balloons here. In the afternoons, many children come to the park to play and buy our balloons. Sometimes we're lucky and sell out, sometimes we're unlucky and have some left over.

But my daughter and I were both very happy and content. Because I kept telling her that if we couldn't sell all the balloons, we could sell them again tomorrow; it wasn't a big deal.

Mr. Jiang and I were both moved when we saw it.

Mr. Jiang spent about 3000 yuan to buy all the balloons she had and gave one to each of the children who passed by.

He said, "It's fate that we met, so I'll help if I can. I'll leave work early and take the child for a walk in the park. I want her to be able to play happily like other children."

The single mother who wanted to buy balloons declined Mr. Jiang's offer the first time out of pride, but agreed the second time because she saw his kindness and respect.

President Jiang distributed many of the balloons in his hand to the children and tourists in the park, and kept about a dozen balloons in his hand, which were decorated with various cute cartoon patterns.

He handed me a large bunch of balloons and said, "Man, these are for Tangtang."

I was suddenly very moved. I saw that beneath President Jiang's usually cold and mature exterior lay a sentimental and gentle heart.

Dressed in a black suit, his tall figure was like the most composed and handsome sight in the park, unforgettable.

I secretly took a picture of his back and saved it in my phone's photo album.

Pleasant times always fly by. We were strolling in the park until almost 2 p.m. when Mr. Jiang's phone rang. It was his assistant reminding him that he had to go to the company for a meeting at 3 p.m.

He had no choice but to return with me from the park and drive back to the city.

I gave him a gift in front of his car downstairs at the company: a Doraemon balloon.

I said to him, "Mr. Jiang, this is for you... After a busy day, I've received a cute Doraemon."

"For me?"

President Jiang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed childishly: "I'm not a child anymore, I'm an adult now, why would I give you balloons?"

"Of course, this Doraemon is for you."

I said, "Take this, Jiang Hui. I hope that no matter how long we wander in this city, we will still remember our childlike hearts. If you are unhappy, you can look at this and hopefully it will cheer you up."

"Thank you, I haven't received such a special gift in a long time."

Mr. Jiang said somewhat agitatedly, "I'm 33 years old, and people call me 'uncle' when I go out. My work, colleagues, subordinates, relatives, and friends all tell me to be a mature and considerate man, but no one has ever cared whether I'm happy or not."

When I was little, my favorite cartoon was Doraemon. Whenever I was sad, I wished that a good friend like Doraemon would be by my side, and that he would pull out some magical things from his pocket to help me solve my problems...

President Jiang was very happy. He was over 30 years old, and people were still giving him gifts meant for children. He had almost forgotten what it was like to be a child.

He suddenly said, "Man, could you also give me a Doraemon pen?"

"Okay, I'll go to the stationery store later and look for it for you if I have time."

I say.

President Jiang brought the balloon into the company and placed it on his office desk. When many people went in for meetings, they were surprised to see the blue Doraemon balloon and asked President Jiang, "Where did you get that balloon?"

Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "My girlfriend bought it for me."

"Your girlfriend is quite cute."

The business partner made a compliment.

"Thanks"

He was usually serious and rarely smiled at work, but when he saw the balloon, he smiled faintly.

I took a taxi to an alley near a school, where there were many stationery stores, looking for the blue Doraemon pen.

I searched until after 5 p.m. before finally finding the Doraemon pen in an inconspicuous stationery store. I also bought Tangtang some notebooks and pens before taking a taxi to pick her up from school.

At the school gate, my daughter Tangtang and her best friend Kexin walked out hand in hand, skipping and hopping. They were especially happy to see the dozen or so balloons I had brought for her.

Juan went out to play cards today…

I was responsible for helping her bring the child back.

I said to Kexin, "Let's go to Auntie's house. Auntie made lots of delicious food. We'll eat something delicious with Tangtang tonight."

"Great, Auntie, my cooking is really good. I love your cola chicken wings, sweet and sour pork ribs, and curry beef spaghetti the most!"

Kexin said with a smile.

Tangtang gave half of the dozen or so balloons in her hand to her best friend Kexin.

I took them into a taxi and we went back to our neighborhood.

I swiped my card to enter the house. The refrigerator was full of ingredients. I took out beef, ribs, cola chicken wings and cola. I also made their favorite potato barbecue. I put on an apron and busied myself in the kitchen.

Tangtang and Kexin, the two girls, have grown into graceful young women and look exceptionally beautiful.

They like to wear Lolita fashion, enjoy anime conventions, and follow handsome male idols.

Two children were watching TV and playing with building blocks in the living room.

Tangtang said, "Do you know what? Our homeroom teacher, Ms. Ju, hasn't come to class for a long time. I heard she was suspended by the school."

"Why? She's usually very nice to us."

Kexin asked.

Tangtang said, "I'm telling you, but you can't tell anyone else. I heard from someone in Class 3 that our homeroom teacher is being kept by someone, but I don't know who it is. Do you think it could be my scumbag dad?"

"Possibly"

Kexin said.

When I brought the food out, I glanced at Tangtang and said, "Kids shouldn't gossip about adults. Focus on your studies. If you don't want to eat, eat your food and then do your homework. After you finish your homework, I'll take Kexin home."

"it is good"

After finishing their meal, Tangtang and Kexin obediently went to do their homework.

Around 9 p.m., I left Tangtang alone at home to watch cartoons. I locked the door from the inside and told her not to open it for anyone. I instructed her to call her mother immediately.

Tangtang nodded and said she understood.

I drove Kexin home.

After dropping Kexin off at home, Juan came back from playing mahjong and said to me, "Man, I heard there's a bar hosting a fashion show tonight. They've got some really good male models, all with big pecs, handsome, and they can sing and dance. I have tickets, let's go have some fun!"

"Juan, I don't want to go."

I said it suddenly.

I don't know why I didn't want to go; maybe it's because I didn't want to let President Jiang down.