The Secret of Second Marriage

Before I came to find Shen Xing, I anonymously contacted Shen Xing's agent and gave him Shen Xing's address. I knew his management team must be going crazy with worry.

Shen Xing is already very popular, and his popularity is skyrocketing. Good and excellent producers have already set their sights on him, and some even have resources to cast him in movies.

After I left Shen Xing's place, I took a taxi from the winding highway to the top of the mountain.

We finally made it back to camp before 8 p.m.

Mr. Jiang had been drinking coffee and waiting for me. When I returned, the first thing he asked me was, "Is your friend alright?"

He's alright.

I say.

Back at the campsite, I discovered that the lawn was covered with tents and outdoor lights, illuminating the entire mountaintop as if it were daytime.

The production team also thoughtfully arranged artificial flowers and grass on the lawn and provided accommodation for each of our guests for the night.

Accommodation options range from upscale hotels in the scenic area to the simplest camping tents on the grassland.

There are five teams of guests in total, which means five rooms. Each team needs to choose a room, and once they choose, they might have to spend the night together.

I was shocked when I received the assignment from the production team.

I said to the director, "Is it really necessary to go this far? Let's just stay overnight!"

The director said, "Yes, so each guest can choose their date again tonight."

But don't get the wrong idea. The production team stipulates that you'll be spending the night together, but there will be cameras in the room, so there won't be any particularly explicit scenes.

I understand what the director meant.

In other words, the male and female guests will spend the night in their pajamas, sleep in bed, but nothing will happen between them.

That makes sense. With everyone watching and cameras everywhere, it's unlikely anyone would do anything indecent!

I missed dinner today because I went down the mountain.

Back in the camping tent, President Jiang quietly started a fire and placed a clean little hot pot on the table, along with some clean vegetables.

There are vegetarian tofu, eggs, beef tripe, shrimp, potato slices, yam slices, beef, broccoli, water spinach, kelp strips... all of which are ingredients for hot pot.

I ate the hot pot in small bites.

Because the production team had a rule that meals were not included.

None of Xia Weiwei's group knew how to cook, so she ate a bowl of instant noodles for lunch.

In the evening, Yang Nan tried various ways to please her, including making her a steamed egg custard.

She wasn't full at all, and when she saw me enjoying a hot pot feast next to her, the hatred in her eyes intensified.

I don't understand why Xia Weiwei hates me so much.

I couldn't be bothered with her.

I was eating hot pot when I received a call from Shen Xing.

Both Mr. Jiang and I saw Shen Xing's call notification, and I could clearly feel that Mr. Jiang's face darkened.

But he was still a very well-mannered man, and very calmly asked me, "That guy called you again! Man, do you want me to reject him for you?"

"No"

I say.

Suddenly, President Jiang said, "Man, I can tell that boy is interested in you... He's ambitious and determined to get you! These Gen Z kids are really something!"

He's trying to steal my boyfriend, Man. I know I'm pretty scared. The first day you went on a date with Shen Xing, I was so anxious! For the first time, I had this intuition that I'd lose to a greenhorn...

"Mr. Jiang, Shen Xing is my daughter's tutor."

I said, "There's nothing between him and me."