The Secret of Second Marriage

After washing the dishes, General Manager Jiang came out of the kitchen, saw me, and paused for a moment before asking, "What's wrong, Man? Did I do something wrong?"

"No"

I said, "I was just thinking about a lot of things I couldn't understand before."

President Jiang did not ask me about those things I couldn't understand.

He just glanced at me and said with some understanding, "Don't dwell on things you couldn't understand before. You have a long life ahead of you."

I said, "President Jiang, let's make a three-point agreement: from now on, we won't mention my ex-husband and Xia Weiwei anymore, okay?"

"it is good"

Mr. Jiang looked into my eyes and said, "Man, I know that in your eyes I may be a fickle man... The day Xia Weiwei returned to China... I was indeed shocked."

But I can assure you, Xia Weiwei and I can never go back to the way things were. There will always be a clean fortress and stronghold in my heart. That place will only be reserved for the woman I truly love.

"President Jiang, there's no need to tell me these things."

I want to avoid this topic.

President Jiang said, "Man... all you need to know is that Xia Weiwei in my heart has become a bubble, flying away from my body to the distant sky, never to be touched again, that's enough."

I was not speaking.

I attended my ex-husband's wedding today and I'm a little tired.

President Jiang also drank quite a bit of alcohol.

After we finished eating, we stood in front of the living room window, looking down at the brightly lit streets of the community. The wind blew in from outside the window, and dusk gradually fell. The warm lights of each building in the community came on.

This is probably what life is all about.

It was late at night, so I said goodnight to Mr. Jiang and saw him upstairs.

I turned around to go back to my room, but unexpectedly received a call from my ex-husband.

As I watched the missed call notifications flashing on my phone screen, I knew in my heart that they must be calling about the 50 yuan.

When I answered the phone, after a moment of silence, my ex-husband spoke: "He's outstanding."

I know he's referring to President Jiang.

"Hmm," I didn't deny it. "Did you call me because you need something? You're getting married today, Xue Fan. There's nothing left for us to say to each other. We were husband and wife, did you expect me to wish you a happy marriage?"

I wish my ex-husband were dead; I'd rather curse him to die than wish him happiness...

"Manga"

Since Xue Fan understood what I meant, he tactfully said...

"Don't worry, we've been husband and wife... I don't want us to end up never seeing each other again. Looking back now, I realize that you're a wonderful and capable wife who has helped me achieve my career and wealth in this city."

Actually, I'm a little reluctant to divorce you...

"Xue Fan. Could you be any more disgusting? Today is your wedding day with your mistress, and you come here to call me saying you can't forget me. What do you take me for?!"

I interrupted him, feeling annoyed and disgusted.

Xue Fan transferred another 50 yuan to my phone and said, "Don't be angry! I know that Tangtang used my phone to transfer 50 yuan to you today, and I just transferred another 50 yuan to you. There is a total of 100 million yuan here."

This is the money I saved up when we were together. I know I owe you something; it's not easy for you to raise our daughter alone in a rented apartment.

"Man, take this money. I hope it will help you."

I looked at the screen and saw that it had 50 views. I didn't know why Xue Fan was suddenly saying this to me. I hesitated for a few seconds and took a deep breath.

I said with particular disdain, "Aren't you the one who cares most about money? You almost hurt our daughter during the divorce, it wasn't about money, so why are you willing to give me the money you've been hiding?"

Xue Fan, do you think this 100 million yuan can forgive you and your family for the disgusting things you've done?

Xue Fan said without any emotion, "Man, when I divorced you, I forced you to leave with nothing, just to spite you."

After all, she's been with me for 10 years, and I can't be so heartless as to let her raise a child alone and live a miserable life.

I swear, if you had just begged me once back then, I wouldn't have made things so ugly and left you with nothing, unless it came to divorce! I still have feelings for you…”

"Pooh!"

When I heard him say that, I felt an inexplicable surge of anger.

I said, "Xue Fan, could you be any more hypocritical and disgusting? Do you think that just because you transferred 100 million yuan to me, I will forgive what you did to me and have even a little bit of goodwill or fondness for you in my heart?"

Keep dreaming. Let me tell you the truth, I will never forgive you for having an affair with your mistress...

For me, this is something that crossed a line; I can never get over it in my life.

Xue Fan didn't want to say anything more, so I hung up the phone.

I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to deposit the 100 million yuan that Xue Fan gave me into my own account. I'm no longer that kind of aloof woman.

I'll take the money this scumbag gave me, but there's absolutely no way he'll forgive me...

The next morning, I took Niu Niu to school. When I returned to the neighborhood, I found my parents waiting for me at the entrance with their suitcases.

I couldn't believe it, and I checked again and again. Those were indeed my parents.

I went up to them and asked, "Mom and Dad, what brings you here? Why didn't you call me beforehand? I could have driven to pick you up."

My mom had a long face and still looked angry with me.

She's never been kind to me since I was a child.

My mom said, "What's the point of making that call? You're living alone in this upscale neighborhood in the city, and you're saying you don't have money to buy your brother a car or help him find a job!"

I suddenly felt like Voldemort, and I wanted to escape this kind of family of origin.

From childhood to adulthood, whatever I have, it's all for my younger brother.

My mood soured, and my tone became harsher: "I can entertain you, but I don't have any money to lend you. Tell me, what brings you all this way? If it's about money, you can go back."

I'm divorced and have to support my daughter; I really don't have any extra money to give you.

My mom said, "Now that you're growing up, your wings are getting stronger, and all you care about is money."

Jiang Man, I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you. You've grown up eating my food and spending my money. You owe me for the rest of your life.

Your father and I came to see you today to check on you and to ask if it would be possible for your brother to come to Beijing to look for a job.

He sleeps all day and plays video games; he doesn't earn much money. Your sister-in-law complains every day and wants a divorce. He's your only brother; you can't just abandon him."

"I can't control it."

I can barely support myself, and I can't find a job. Besides…

Over the years, you haven't spent much money on me. When I was in school, it was my grandparents who paid for me. Later, when I went to university, I earned the money myself by working part-time and tutoring.

You only spent your money on my brother.

I say.

My mother's face turned even uglier.

My dad, afraid that my daughter and I would start arguing, quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Man, it's almost noon, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I brought some fish and vegetables from our hometown, I'll go make you braised fish."

My mom also said, "We're your parents, after all. You came and didn't even invite us in to sit down. You made us wait at the door. What kind of daughter are you?"

I was reluctant, but I still swiped my card and brought them into my apartment complex. I took them upstairs and led them to my room to sit and have tea.

My dad says he'll come in and cook for me, but he's just saying it; he never cooks at home.

My mom sat on the sofa, looking me up and down, and said that my neighborhood looked really high-end and must have cost a lot of money...

I said, "My friend rented it to me; I got a discount."

My mom asked me which friend?

I said it was Juan.

My mom had heard long ago that I had a wealthy best friend, and she kept sighing, "I wish your brother could live in such a nice house."

I said, "Then why don't you have my brother divorce his wife and find a rich woman? Then he can live in such a nice house!"

From childhood to adulthood, every time my mother speaks to me, she either criticizes me or gets angry at me. You two basically never have anything nice to say to each other.

Sometimes I really feel like I was adopted, unloved by my father and mother.

I originally meant to mock my mom for being obsessed with money, but to my surprise, she actually listened to me.

My mom asked me, "Really? Do you have any rich female friends you could introduce to your brother? They have to be pretty, young, and from wealthy families. Your brother isn't bad either."

Haha, my brother is not bad. He didn't do well in high school, so he barely managed to get into a third-tier university by paying money. After graduation, he couldn't find a job at home and played video games every day.

After I married my ex-husband, he used his connections to help my brother by giving him a supplier's shop. The job was easy, and the monthly profit was around ten to twenty thousand.

But after I divorced my ex-husband, his job changed, and my brother's previous shop was no longer viable.

He stays home playing video games all day, doesn't go out to socialize, and doesn't go out to earn money. If he really divorces my sister-in-law, which girl would be willing to marry him?

I went straight into the kitchen, took out the fish and cleaned it, then took out the vegetables and cleaned them, and simply made three dishes and a soup.

I was cooking inside when I heard my parents making a phone call outside.

After my mom finished her phone call, she said to me, "Jiang Man, cook two more dishes and a little more rice for lunch. Some of my fellow villagers are coming over for dinner. As my daughter, you mustn't embarrass me."

"Oh"

Although I really dislike strangers coming to my house, my parents are, after all, my elders.

I went to the refrigerator and got some pork ribs and corn, and also a chicken. I went to the kitchen and made a pork rib stew with corn and a poached chicken.

After I finished, it was almost 12 o'clock when the doorbell rang, and I went downstairs to greet the guests.

What I didn't expect was that the other party's whole family came over for a meal.

There were five or six people, including their families.

I don't know any of these people, but judging from their dialect, they are speaking the language of my hometown.

My parents warmly greeted them at the door and then took the other party's parents to my rented apartment.

During the meal, my dad kept pouring wine for the other man's father, and then introduced me, saying, "This is my eldest daughter, a top student who graduated from a prestigious university."

She's divorced with a child, it's not easy for her. Her mother and I came to Beijing this time to worry about her marriage. We had dinner together today and heard that your eldest son is still single.

How about we introduce them? Don't worry, if they like each other, the bride price will be easy to discuss later..."

I was furious when I heard that.

A blind date? I glanced at the eldest son of the other party, a bachelor in his forties. He looked me up and down, not like he was choosing a woman, but more like he was choosing merchandise.

His mother said directly: "We run a steamed bun shop in Beijing. My eldest son helps out at the shop all day and doesn't have time to date. So I want to find a hardworking woman to come to my house and marry her first, then fall in love."

Your name is Jiang Man, right? Auntie won't treat you badly. Although you've had children before and are a little bit unworthy of my son, as long as you have good character, are filial to me and his father, and treat my son well, I might consider having you marry into our family.

"With our family's good conditions, you'd be hard-pressed to find a divorced woman with a daughter like you, even with a lantern!"

"I'm sorry, but I don't approve of your son!"

I finally lost my temper, stood up, and overturned the table.

You think I'm easy to bully? This time I really lost my temper.

If anyone makes my life difficult, then they should all stop living their lives.