The Secret of Second Marriage

I stayed in the hospital for another week.

During this time, Juan had already divorced her husband.

The lawyers for both parties reached an agreement: she would have custody of the two children, the house, the car, and the family savings would remain with Juan, while her husband would take the company.

Juan didn't care at all.

After receiving all the assets except for the company, she and her husband agreed to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau on Monday.

Juan sneered, "These two shameless people have already moved in together. I know what they're thinking. They think the company is a goose that lays eggs and can keep making money."

With the help of existing customer orders, the company can earn over 100 million a year.

That's why they were so generous in leaving real estate like houses, savings, cash, cars, and jewelry to me and the children.

But I won't let those two scumbags get away with it so easily.

That mistress is clueless. I pretended to introduce that big project to my husband before, it's Uncle Chen's new housing development.

I deliberately told my husband and his mistress that the real estate development would be the most profitable project in Beijing over the next 10 years, and also one of the government's key investment projects.

Ju Xiaoya, the mistress, is too greedy. She wants to get rich quick and keeps urging my husband to take over that real estate project.

But little did they know it was a pit of fire.

I saw that they've used up all the company's working capital. What should they do next?

After listening to her story, I realized that Juan had endured these past few months before deciding to divorce in order to lay the groundwork for her divorce.

Juan is a true female protagonist. As a decisive and efficient businesswoman, she grew up with her brother and father and was accustomed to all kinds of business tactics.

It is precisely because human nature is so complex that she dislikes arranged marriages and hates marrying into those complicated wealthy merchant families.

She thought that by marrying a man from a simple family like her husband, starting a business together, accompanying him as he grows, taking good care of both sets of parents, and raising their children, she could live a happy and carefree life as a wealthy wife for the rest of her life.

But reality dealt her a devastating blow.

Even poor men can have wolfish ambitions. Once they become successful, they won't remember the kindness shown to them and will instead try to repay kindness with enmity.

Juan would not tolerate this despicable couple deceiving her time and time again.

So she meticulously set up this scheme, waiting for her husband and his mistress to fall into it.

The husband and his mistress are probably still dreaming of getting rich overnight and becoming top billionaires.

Little did they know, the real estate market was about to collapse.

What awaits them is an endless nightmare.

I said, "Juan, what if one day your husband has nothing left and comes back to you begging for remarriage, begging you to start over with him?"

"Heh, those shameless scoundrels were having an affair right under my nose. I'll never forget my husband's ugly face when he cheated on me. Besides, I have money, a career, and kids now. I don't have to take care of my in-laws or worry about a man all the time."

"I'm not stupid enough to remarry him. I haven't had enough fun yet."

Juan said.

She thought for a moment and then said, "My fate with my husband is over. From now on, I will only hate him and not love him."

One day I will see him kneel before me, kowtow and admit his mistakes, washing away my shame!

However, I haven't lost hope in love. I think I just met a man of low character who is good at pretending.

Maybe one day, I'll meet a man with exceptionally good character, and I'll still be moved.

"Man, I think that young man next to you, Shen Xing, is quite nice?"

Shen Xing, a familiar name.

I gave a disdainful smile and said, "Shen Xing, he already has a rumored girlfriend. Besides, there are so many beautiful women in the entertainment industry; a young man like him can't resist temptation."

No matter how kind, upright, or brave he once was, he will change one day.

"I will not change."

I didn't expect that Shen Xing overheard our conversation.

He was dressed in a black tracksuit, wearing a mask, looking neat and clean, and appeared at the door of my ward, uttering the four words he had just said.

He was carrying a bowl of stewed chicken soup in a stainless steel thermos. He looked at it carefully and said, "Sister, you've lost a lot of weight. I made you this chicken soup with ginseng and angelica... to replenish your qi and blood. Drink it while it's hot."

"Why are you here?"

I was shocked.

I thought my life and Shen Xing's life would never intersect again.

But I never expected that he, now a popular celebrity, would still appear in my hospital room.

Juan, being particularly tactful, said, "Oh my, a big star has arrived. Well then, I won't be a third wheel here. I'm going out now. Call me if you need anything."

After Juan finished speaking, she disappeared like a gust of wind.

Only Shen Xing and I remained in the room.

He was so young, dressed in a black tracksuit, with fluffy black short hair, a fair face, large, deer-like eyes, and delicate features. Even though he was wearing a black mask, his extraordinary temperament was still evident.

Celebrities are celebrities; they stand out like cranes among chickens when placed among ordinary people.

"My goodness, what a handsome guy! Could he be a celebrity?"

I could hear nurses passing by our ward every now and then glancing inside, not at me, but at Shen Xing.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Shen Xing closed the door to the ward.

He brought me a bouquet of flowers, which he put in his backpack. It was a large bunch of lilies, pink ones that smelled especially sweet. He put them in a vase in my hospital room, and the smell of the large bunch made me feel particularly good.

Shen Xing said, "Sis, I've called you several times recently, but you haven't answered."

"My hand is injured, so I haven't used my phone much these past few days."

I say.

Actually, I was trying to escape reality because I broke up with President Jiang, and I didn't want anyone to find out about my gossip, so I haven't checked many of my phone calls and text messages these past few days.

Shen Xing then asked, "What happened between you and President Jiang?"