The Secret of Second Marriage

I always thought I would have a very miserable life after the divorce, a woman in her thirties raising her daughter alone, unable to even make a living.

But at this moment, I can finally hold my head high, sit up straight, and dress beautifully and appropriately, displaying an elegant demeanor to everyone.

I can live a good life even without the wrong person.

I also dated a man who was a better person than my ex-wife.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

"Jiang Man really has good taste..."

"She's a woman with a daughter who got divorced, and she still managed to find such a good boyfriend. Yeah, her boyfriend seems to dote on her. He even came to eat with her at her ex-husband's wedding."

"Her boyfriend is very protective of her; he's probably worried that she might get bullied if she comes to the banquet alone."

Relatives and friends were talking about it.

These are the man's relatives and friends, as well as the mistress's relatives and friends.

They originally thought I was an old, domineering, and overweight woman who deserved to be abandoned.

Unexpectedly, the moment I appeared at the wedding banquet, everyone was silenced.

Because I look dignified, elegant, beautiful, and ladylike, and have the air of a hostess.

In front of me, the mistress actually looks like a vixen who can't be presented in public.

"Xue Fan's ex-wife looks noble and blessed, with a quiet and calm temperament, and speaks softly. With that kind of face, there's no need to worry too much about the divorce."

She'll definitely marry a rich man and become a wealthy wife!

During the banquet, an old man who could read faces and tell fortunes suddenly said this.

Xue Fan and Yang Yufei finished toasting everyone with grim expressions.

Xue Fan glanced in my direction, which made Yang Yufei jealous.

He made an excuse to go to the restroom.

My phone soon received a text message from my ex-husband.

I glanced at it and saw that my ex-husband Xue Fan had texted me saying, "Man, seeing you today reminded me of the time we were dating."

I want to tell you that I haven't really changed. I just couldn't control my physical desires and slept with a few women outside, but you still hold the most important place in my heart.

I still cherish the days we spent together; I remember celebrating my birthday together in our rented apartment.

I bought you a lipstick, and you wrote two words on my hand with it: "We love each other!"

I swore then that if you stayed with me through the hard times, I would treat you well.

After I became rich, I changed my mind and I'm sorry to you!

My heart aches as if it's being cut with a knife, especially when I see you with another man. I'm really worried and scared that I'll lose you completely.

I'm lost in memories of the past, and I want to rush over and hug you without hesitation, to tell you that I still love you and that your image is still in my heart.

We've been apart for so long, and I've missed you so much I'm going crazy... It's a pity we can't even be friends.

Man, I feel that the feelings we once had for each other are getting further and further away... I don't love Yang Yufei.

If my heart were a city, losing you at this moment would make my entire city weep.

Can you forgive me one more time? Yours truly, Xue Fan.

……

How should I put it? Seeing this long string of pretentious words he posted, I just found it laughable.

The lipstick Xue Fan gave me back then, although bought from a roadside stall, I cherished it very much because at that time I firmly believed that true love cannot be bought with money.

But now that I'm middle-aged, I've come to my senses and realized that money is one of the most basic material things in love. If a man can't give you money or a good life, what kind of man is he?

So, will he really give you love?

I've been working alongside him in this city for almost 10 years, from a naive young girl in her early twenties after graduation to a middle-aged woman in her thirties now.

He cheated on me time and time again, neglected me, even transferred marital assets, and used our daughter to blackmail me. And now he actually tells me he loves me.

What a disgusting and selfish thing.

I replied to him, "Go to hell, your love is worthless."

Xue Fan returned from the restroom, dressed in a suit, still with that refined and slender appearance, fair skin, a long face, a high nose, and thin lips.

He really looks like a refined scoundrel.

The emcee asked the bride and groom to continue their intimate interactions on stage, and the audience cheered, kissing each other. I covered Tangtang's eyes and said, "Don't look."

Tangtang's mood wasn't affected much.

She just kept eating and added a lot of pig's trotters and shrimp to my bowl, saying, "Mom, don't worry, I won't watch. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat dinner if I do."

I didn't look at my ex-husband once from beginning to end, but chatted and laughed with President Jiang the whole time.

The two chatted very congenially, and President Jiang seemed to be in a good mood.

He said, "Man, actually I really like traditional Chinese style weddings. When we get married, you'll be dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, with a ten-mile-long red bridal procession, and I'll carry you in a grand sedan chair with eight bearers. What do you say?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead yet."

I say.

I did have my concerns. Although Mr. Jiang said some nice things, I am, after all, a married woman, and given his family's background, it seemed unlikely that he would easily agree to let me into their family.

And most importantly, he had a first love, a white moonlight, Xia Weiwei.

I really don't want to be anyone's substitute.

I'm not that eager for love right now. What I want to do most is to focus on acting, gain some fame, take on some male roles, and then take my daughter on a trip.

Life is so long, I don't want to be trapped in marriage. Perhaps there are many more wonderful things waiting for me to do...

President Jiang said, "Man, I hope our relationship can have a happy ending!"

We were chatting when, without me noticing, my ex-husband and his mistress had already finished drinking the nuptial wine and interacting on stage…

In a daze, Xue Fan, who had already toasted everyone once, went around to toast everyone again. When he came to our side, this time he deliberately stared at President Jiang menacingly and said, "President Jiang, you've stolen my ex-wife away. Come on, let's have a good drink!"

Yang Yufei said sarcastically from the side, "Honey, don't drink too much, it will break my heart if you do."

President Jiang declined to drink with Xue Fan, saying curtly, "I have to drive later, so I won't keep you company."

Xue Fan shouted at President Jiang: "What's wrong, President Jiang? You look down on people like me, don't you? You're a big boss, don't you have a driver? Or do you think that the people you drink with are all important figures?"

"I'm a vice president at a financial company, you know. You're afraid I'll drink you under the table?"

"It's not certain who will drink whom under the table."

President Jiang smiled and said.

"Alright, let me see what you're capable of, Mr. Jiang."

Xue Fan said.

He took the initiative to drink with President Jiang, and asked the waiter to bring out baijiu (Chinese liquor). He drank one glass after another until he got the other drunk.

I was a little worried when I saw President Jiang say, "President Jiang, you still have to go to work this afternoon. Don't listen to him. He's just trying to provoke you. Drinking is bad for your health. There's no need for President Jiang to argue with someone like him."

"It's necessary, Man. For the sake of a man's dignity, I should drink too."

President Jiang picked up a glass of baijiu, clinked glasses with Xue Fan, and said, "Congratulations on your wedding, I'll drink this one. Xue Fan, remember this, you and my girlfriend are a thing of the past."

She will be my wife in the future. I hope that when you see her again, you will be polite and respectful, understand?

She's not your wife yet.

Xue Fan's eyes reddened from the shock, and he drank one glass after another with President Jiang.

In fact, since entering society, President Jiang has long since put away his former high spirits and stopped doing foolish things like others drinking excessively.

He had never drunk alcohol like this in business dealings.

But today, in order to protect me, he accepted all comers.

Whenever Xue Fan offered a toast, he would pick up his glass and drink it all, no matter what kind of wine it was or how many glasses he drank, because he would never let the woman he loved be bullied again…

They started by drinking from small glasses of wine, but later switched to large glasses of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

President Jiang, holding a full glass of baijiu, said to Xue Fan, "One glass each, whoever can't drink anymore loses. I'll drink with you to my heart's content today!"

Xue Fan's eyes turned cold, and he said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I refuse to believe I can't beat you in a drinking contest!"

But the truth is, he really couldn't compete with President Jiang. He only drank a little over a bottle of baijiu before he got so drunk that he collapsed on the ground. Then he went on a drunken rampage, vomiting and making a scene, smashing things in the hotel. His true nature was completely exposed.

In contrast, although President Jiang was also quite drunk, he maintained good manners. Even though he was tipsy and dizzy, he still retained a sense of rationality and restraint.

He held my hand and sat down next to me, then rested his head on my shoulder and said, "Man, I'm so dizzy, can I lean on your shoulder for a bit... It's been a long time since I've drunk more than a bottle of baijiu, I need to catch my breath..."

"Mr. Jiang, what happens when you get drunk?"

I suddenly asked him a question.

I once read a research report written by an expert who said that a person's drinking habits best reflect their character.

People with good character behave well even when drunk, while people with bad character reveal their true nature when drunk.

Mr. Jiang said, "I rarely get drunk. I've been drunk once or twice, but I'm fine after a good night's sleep."

It seems that President Jiang has a good palate when it comes to alcohol.

At this moment, Xue Fan walked up to me drunkenly, pointed at my nose and cursed: "Jiang Man, I don't know what you're thinking. You used to love me so much."

So what if I have another woman on the side? Why can't you turn a blind eye? Why do you have to make things so complicated that we're now at odds?

What are you doing? What are you hiding? Did you divorce me because of him? Is it because you've been in love with President Jiang for a long time?

I said, "Think whatever you want."

Xue Fan was about to rush up and teach me a lesson, but Yu Xiang stepped forward and stopped him.

Yu Xiang, being a soldier, subdued him with a single grappling move, pinning him to the table like a prisoner. He coldly said, "Remember this: from now on, I'm Jiang Man's brother, and I won't allow anyone to bully her. If I find out you're causing her trouble again, I won't be polite."