The Secret of Second Marriage

People in the entertainment industry are all realistic.

The leading lady who was so arrogant in front of me yesterday has completely changed her attitude towards me today.

On set, after the director yelled "cut," she affectionately took my hand, calling me "sister" repeatedly, and smiled sweetly, as if I were her long-lost best friend.

I feel pretty awkward.

I pulled my hand away from hers and said, "Ms. Tang, I actually think our previous way of getting along is quite good. You don't need to be so polite; I didn't take yesterday's matter to heart."

I felt very uncomfortable with her deliberately affected enthusiasm.

Tang Xueyan gave an awkward laugh and said, "Man, are you still angry with me?"

"None of that matters. What matters is that I just want to focus on making good films."

I glanced at her and said.

Tang Xueyan chuckled twice and said to me, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight and introduce you to some directors and friends in the entertainment industry. After dinner, we can go to a karaoke bar and sing some songs."

I originally wanted to refuse.

But Tang Xueyan pouted at me and said, "Sis, if you don't go, you're not giving me face."

The male lead also advised me to mend our relationship, since we would be filming together in the same production crew for several months in the future.

Although I hadn't forgiven Tang Xueyan in my heart, I didn't want to ruin our relationship in the group, so I finally nodded in agreement.

We finished filming our night scenes at 11 p.m.

The female lead, Tang Xueyan, held my hand the whole way, chatting and laughing with me as we left the film set. We got into her car and drove off to get a late-night snack.

I felt she was being quite pretentious. A little while later, after we got out of the car, we found several paparazzi constantly taking pictures of us at the restaurant entrance.

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I then realized that the reason this woman apologized to me today and pretended to have a good relationship with me was entirely to shut up public opinion.

Yesterday, her public slapping of me with her mean and arrogant attitude went viral, causing her to lose several endorsements.

Tang Xueyan also realized that I was not a complete novice; before entering the entertainment industry, I had more than 100 million fans.

So she arranged this scene.

After the paparazzi finished taking photos, the director and the other main actors' cars arrived at the restaurant one after another. The group went to the hotel for dinner and ordered Hunan cuisine.

The private room was quite exquisite, and the dishes inside were delicious and visually appealing.

The director is from Hunan, so he ordered several spicy dishes such as stir-fried pork with chili peppers, fish head with chopped chili peppers, and small potatoes. I was quite happy because I have always had a strong palate and can't live without spicy food.

Just as I imagined, once Tang Xueyan entered the private room and there were no reporters or paparazzi outside, she raised her snow-white chin, looking like a princess.

The look in her eyes returned to the disdain she had shown before.

I didn't care. I sat with the director and ate my meal.

The director, assistant director, and a group of actors were complimenting each other at the dinner table, wishing our film would be a huge success.

I find these social gatherings rather pointless; I'd rather just go back to my hotel and rest by myself.

But that's how the workplace is. Whether it's the entertainment industry or a company, you need to have dinners, flatter people, offer toasts, and play the game of interpersonal relationships.

The director praised me at a dinner party: "Man, your acting is pretty good, keep it up!"

"Thank you, director."

I raised my glass and toasted the director.

The director was quite happy.

Tang Xueyan sat beside her, a jealous smile playing on her lips.

When the dinner ended and we went to sing karaoke, the director sat for a while and then received a phone call saying he had something to do at home and had to go back.

People in the industry say the director is henpecked and never goes home past midnight when he goes out for social events.

I glanced at the time; it was already past midnight. I yawned, feeling a bit sleepy, and decided to leave...

But Tang Xueyan stopped me; there was a group of her friends in the private room.

Her boyfriend is a very wealthy boss and her financial backer. He is said to be a rich second-generation in his 30s with considerable background and influence in the entertainment industry.

I was a little stunned when I saw her boyfriend, Mr. Zhuo.

Mr. Zhuo is one of the senior executives of a certain film and television company, which is one of his investors. He also has many other groups and companies behind him. He is young, successful in his career, and often appears in gossip and trending searches.

I remember it clearly. He had a wife, a lovely daughter, and a very handsome son. The family of four often participated in official events and looked very loving.

I never imagined that a man with a family and children would secretly keep a female celebrity as a mistress...

I felt a little uncomfortable at that moment, so I said directly, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Do you think it's that easy to leave?"

Tang Xueyan smiled knowingly: "Jiang Man, who do you think you are? Making me suffer this in silence. Heh, you're just a newcomer, why are you putting on such a high and mighty act in front of me, a senior in the entertainment industry?"

"What's so great about having some acting skills? What's the use of having great acting skills if you're just a villainous supporting character? You'll only ever be able to play minor roles like these villainous supporting characters your whole life!"

"Didn't you come here to make up with me?"

I asked suddenly.

Tang Xueyan had her assistant fetch a glass of urine from the restroom, brought it to me, and said, "I'm teaching you about the hierarchy and social status in the entertainment industry. Don't think that just because you filmed a TV series with me, you're entitled to be my equal."

I've disliked you for a long time.

Your sugar daddy is President Jiang, right? But we're in Hengdian, and your boyfriend is in Beijing. Even if he came to rescue you, it would be too late.

"Jiang Man, if you drink this glass of wine, I'll stop targeting you from now on, okay?"

You're dreaming.

I said with a cold laugh.

I've figured it out. Tang Xueyan is a green tea b*tch. She's deliberately pretending to be appreciative and asking for my forgiveness in front of me, but actually she's dug a pit for me to fall into.

At that moment, I suddenly learned a lesson: when you're not strong enough, what you need to do isn't to cultivate interpersonal relationships, but to truly calm down and focus on making your own film well.

I will decline these social engagements whenever possible from now on, and I will never waste my time on these boring people and things again.

Tang Xueyan handed me the cup with a look of disgust, saying, "Kneel down and drink it..."

Don't even think about it.

The last time I grabbed that glass of wine, which was filled with yellow urine, I smashed it on the ground.

Tang Xueyan burst into tears instantly, sobbing as she said to her sugar daddy, "Mr. Zhuo, she bullied me... Waaaaah... You have to teach this bitch a lesson and give me some revenge."

Mr. Zhuo instructed the bodyguards behind him, "Teach her a lesson, lest she get too cocky and bully my precious daughter."

"What 'baby'? She's just a mistress."

I scoffed and then ran away.

I was blocked at the door by two bodyguards.

I, Jiang Man, was prepared. I took out pepper spray from my bag and sprayed it into the bodyguard's eyes. Then I took out a steel rod for self-defense and turned it into a weapon with the push of a button.

This self-defense weapon, the kind that can shatter windows, is incredibly powerful…

I hit them a few times with the stick, and those bodyguards were all terrified.

I was the one who kicked one of the bodyguards away and escaped from that bar.

"Chase……"

Mr. Zhuo gave the order.

When I fled to that corner of the bar in a disheveled state, I bumped into Shen Xing.

Shen Xing, dressed as a young man in white, had just finished work and came over for drinks with some friends from the film crew. He happened to see me being chased by several bodyguards and shielded me behind him. He asked, "Man, what's wrong?"

I said, "Someone is chasing me, I'm calling the police!"

"Man, don't call the police yet."

Shen Xing said, "I'll handle it."

"I offended a boss's mistress, and he hired people to deal with me."

I frowned.

Shen Xing said, "Don't worry about it. Wait for me here. I'm going to talk to their boss."

After he finished speaking, he handed me over to his friends, and then followed several bodyguards to meet Mr. Zhuo.

I was filled with worry. Shen Xing was just a teenager in his early twenties. What could he possibly talk about with Mr. Zhuo? Would he get beaten up? Would he be bullied? I held my phone, ready to call the police at any moment.

A dozen minutes later, I heard a loud slap coming from inside the private room. I finally couldn't contain my worry and rushed over, forcefully pushing open the door and saying inside, "Stop! This has nothing to do with Shen Xing. If you want trouble, come at me!"

Mr. Zhuo sat on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked in my direction, a cynical sneer in his deep eyes.

He possesses both the ruthlessness and shrewdness of a rich second-generation heir, as well as their carefree and irresponsible nature.

He said to Shen Xing, "Since she's your girl, I'll let her go this time."

Shen Xing said, "No one but me can touch her."

After he finished speaking, he left the private room and said to me at the door, "I'm fine, sis. Were you really worried about me just now?"

Where?

I say.

But my heart was beating really fast just now, I was so afraid something had happened to him.

Shen Xing said, "I saw it trending this morning. You were bullied by that Tang Xueyan. Actually, I came to this bar tonight to find Tang Xueyan and get revenge for you. I didn't expect to run into you here!"

"Who just got hit?"

I glanced at Shen Xing. There were no red handprints on his fair face, but the atmosphere in the bar was too dark, so I couldn't see clearly who had been hit.

Shen Xing looked at me with particularly doting eyes and said, "Go back and rest early. You'll find out tomorrow."

He led me to say goodbye to his friends and saw me to the entrance of the bar.

He got a taxi to take me back to the Hengdian Hotel.

But I grabbed his sleeve tightly and said to him, "Shen Xing, you've helped me again."

"Sister, just remember the good things I did for you."

Shen Xing said with a smile.

Seeing him laughing so happily, my tears involuntarily streamed down my face.

The grievances I've been suffering lately suddenly broke down. I always thought I was a very strong woman, but I never expected that when someone truly cares about me and protects me, I would still shed tears.

Shen Xing immediately grabbed some tissues and wiped away my tears, speaking as softly as possible, "Man, it's too late. It's not safe for you to go back alone. Let me take you back to your hotel. On the way, tell me slowly what happened to you on set?"