The Secret of Second Marriage

Xia Weiwei bit her lip, tears streaming down her face as President Jiang berated her.

With her hair disheveled and her shoulders trembling slightly, she asked, "Mr. Jiang, what exactly do you love about her?"

"I don't need to explain to you who I've fallen in love with!"

After stopping Xia Weiwei's farce, Jiang Hui snatched the razor blade from her hand, threw it into the trash can, released her hand, and let her collapse to the ground.

"Jiang Hui, don't go too far! Don't you have any humanity at all?"

Yang Nan rushed forward and hugged Xia Weiwei, then frowned and suddenly changed his tone, pointing at me: "And Jiang Man, you stole Weiwei's first love, and you're so stingy that you won't even give up a hotel that Weiwei likes."

How can you be so selfish and cold-blooded, woman?

I never expected that Yang Nan would actually act like a dog, biting people indiscriminately, all to protect Xia Weiwei.

I said, "I'll explain one last time: it was six years after Ms. Xia went abroad and broke up with her boyfriend that Mr. Jiang and I started dating. There was no question of me interfering in their relationship!"

Secondly, today's "Heartbeat Room" is a result of a competition. I'm not a saint; why should I give up something earned through skill?

"you--"

Yang Nan, protecting Xia Weiwei, said, "You're just bullying Weiwei!"

"Then you're bullying my girlfriend!"

President Jiang spoke with a cold yet serious expression.

He got angry, grabbed my hand, and left the cabin bar without looking back.

Xia Weiwei felt insulted when she saw President Jiang pull me away in front of her.

Back in college, she was the school beauty. So many boys pursued her and sent her love letters, but she was extremely arrogant and wouldn't even glance at them, throwing them directly into the trash can.

She's always been the one dumping men; this is the first time she's felt like she's been dumped by President Jiang.

Xia Weiwei cried and said defiantly, "Jiang Hui, how dare you treat me like this?"

"Xia Weiwei, remember this: Man is my girlfriend. You'd better not make things difficult for her in the future, or I won't let you off the hook!"

President Jiang said.

After he finished speaking, he took me away.

I heard crying and screaming inside. Xia Weiwei had drunk too much and was so agitated that she kept banging her head against the walls. The production crew was worried that something might happen to her, so they immediately contacted an ambulance, and staff members were watching over her 24 hours a day.

When Mr. Jiang and I returned to the hotel, it was already past midnight.

Mr. Jiang and I are tired.

He held me and slept soundly until the next morning.

At 7 a.m., the program crew knocked on the door, and Mr. Jiang and I got up.

We were both wearing pajamas. Because there were cameras filming in the room, we didn't do anything inappropriate. We got out of bed and received a notification from the production team.

I saw on the notice the staff gave us that the dating reality show, which was scheduled to be filmed this morning, was postponed.

Because Xia Weiwei caused a huge scene last night and almost committed suicide, the production team suspended filming and rescheduled it for next week, taking into consideration her outburst.

After I got dressed, I had breakfast with President Jiang. Breakfast was simple: two boiled eggs, tomatoes, beef, and corn.

While we were having breakfast, Zeng Wanwan came to find me.

She said to me, "Man, there's something I'd like to talk to you about."

"you say?"

Zeng Wanwan and I went to the hotel balcony, where we watched the morning mist swirling around us, the air was fresh, and all around us was an endless grassland.

This scenery is so beautiful.

There was a coffee table and two chairs on the balcony, and Zeng Wanwan and I chatted while drinking coffee.

Zeng Wanwan said, "I told my family about my breakup with President Jiang. My dad was strongly against it. He told me that if I broke up with President Jiang, he would cut off all my bank cards, which means I would be homeless after I left the mountain."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

I asked her.

Zeng Wanwan said a little shyly, "Could I stay at your place for a while? Man, I want to go somewhere where no one can find me so I can focus on preparing for the civil service exam."

"Then come stay at my place."

I say.

I rent a two-bedroom apartment and plan to give one of the rooms to Zeng Wanwan.

My meeting with Ms. Zeng can be considered fate.

Zeng Wanwan smiled, her round little face looking especially pure and lovely.

Our group of five guests had finished recording the first episode. After breakfast, we gathered together, packed our luggage, boarded the production team's bus, left Yunnan, went straight to the airport, and flew home.

I, Zeng Wanwan, President Jiang, Gu Jian, and I took a taxi together to the airport.

On the way, I secretly asked Zeng Wanwan how her date with Gu Jian went.

Zeng Wanwan blushed and said, "We're still friends."

I suspect they have feelings for each other, but neither of them has made it official.

After President Jiang committed suicide, Xia Weiwei fell ill.

Yang Nan stayed by her side the whole time, showing concern and care, pouring her brown sugar water, buying her favorite fruits, and even cooking her a pear syrup, which he heard could prevent colds.

Xia Weiwei no longer looked down on Yang Nan as much as before, and privately added him to her contacts.

When Yang Nan saw Xia Weiwei, this young lady, his attitude softened a little. After returning home, he spent all his time on WeChat, sending good morning and good night messages, asking about her well-being, and sending sweet words to coax her, making her very happy.

I took Zeng Wanwan back to my home, cleaned up a room for her to stay in, bought her a lot of civil service exam materials, enrolled her in a civil service exam preparation class, and let her stay at my home so she could focus on preparing for the exam.

Zeng Wanwan whispered thank you to me.

After returning to Beijing, President Jiang has been busy with his company all day. I heard that the company has won another bid for a project worth 8 million yuan.

He was constantly traveling for this project, always on business trips, and didn't even have time to eat properly.

No matter how busy we are, we video chat every day.

I finally waited for the weekend, but Mr. Jiang was on a business trip in Suzhou... He said he missed me and booked a plane ticket for me to come and visit him.

After I finished filming that variety show, I rested for more than a week. I missed President Jiang a lot, so I took a plane to his hotel to wait for him.

At 8 p.m., Mr. Jiang took me to a business dinner and introduced me as his girlfriend in front of everyone.

During the dinner, a business owner suddenly asked Mr. Jiang, "Mr. Jiang, what does your wife do for a living?"

"My wife is amazing. She's an actress, but even if she did nothing, I would still love her very much."

President Jiang said this to save face for me.

The business owners at the table were all shrewd people. They could tell that President Jiang valued me highly, and they called me Mrs. Jiang very affectionately.

I never expected that when I was having dinner with President Jiang, I would actually meet a female internet celebrity. She was very beautiful and she was someone we knew.

She is Michelle, who looks somewhat like Fan Bingbing, but she is a knock-off version of Fan Bingbing, with a bewitching face, big fox-like eyes, a small nose, and slightly upturned red lips.

She is truly beautiful, like a fairy who stepped out of a painting.

I don't know why I suddenly noticed that Michelle's style of dressing is very similar to mine since the show ended.

I really like wearing cheongsams or other traditional Chinese style clothes that are elegant and beautiful.

Michelle wore a light blue cheongsam with orchids embroidered at the hem. Her long hair was styled in an updo, and she wore a colorful jade bracelet, making her look particularly charming and beautiful.

This is completely different from the Michelle I know. I had seen her on Douyin before, where she had over ten million followers across the internet. In her videos, she always wore a leather jacket and a short skirt, had a cool hairstyle, and rode a motorcycle.

But since this was a dinner party, she was dressed elegantly and charmingly.

This is the style of clothing and dressing that I usually like.

There was a Mr. Su at the dinner party, who was said to be the person who introduced Mr. Jiang to the acquisition of this project. He specially arranged for Michelle to sit on the other side of Mr. Jiang, and even had Michelle toast Mr. Jiang during the banquet.

Mr. Su said, "This is my niece, Su Mixue. She said she recorded a dating show with you, Mr. Jiang, a while ago and she really admires you!"

I heard you were coming to this dinner, so I brought her along.

You're all acquaintances now, you can get together for a meal sometime!

Michelle toasts: "President Jiang, this is Michelle. Do you remember me? That day, Weiwei got drunk and couldn't think straight. I was the one who called you!"

Mr. Jiang, I knew you were a good person and would never abandon Weiwei. You still went, proving I hadn't misjudged you.

Come, let me toast you!

You're too kind.

President Jiang glanced at Mixue for a moment before drinking the wine.

I sat next to President Jiang and thought to myself, President Jiang is really charismatic!

As the dinner was drawing to a close, President Jiang suddenly asked Miss Su a question, and Miss Su smiled and blushed as she told him the answer.

I saw them whispering to each other, and instantly I didn't want to stay at the dinner party anymore...

I have no idea how many female admirers have come to my door while we were in a long-distance relationship and he was away on a business trip!

When the dinner was almost over, President Jiang took my hand and led me back to the hotel. He had already drunk about 3% of his liquor and was quite tipsy.

When Mr. Jiang and I arrived at the hotel, we found that it was a wedding-style room, a Chinese-style wedding room with red curtains and a screen embroidered with mandarin ducks.

The moment I opened the door, it felt as if I had traveled back in time to an ancient wedding room.

But the overhead lights, the sandalwood chairs and furniture in the room, the toilet in the bathroom, and the Chinese-style sofa reminded me that it was a modern style room.

I said to President Jiang, "Wasn't that beautiful woman at the dinner party today gorgeous?"

"What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

"General Jiang asked."

I moved to sit on the sofa, and then started thinking wildly. After a while, I said, still a little angry, "Am I not allowed to be jealous?!"

"Honey, I did glance at Miss Su at the dinner party! But I'm face-blind, so I can't remember her face at all. I just remember that her dress was pretty."

President Jiang said, "What style of dress do you like? Don't be jealous!"

I just asked Miss Su a question: what brand is that dress she's wearing? I think it's called something like "Ya Legend"!

I'll have my assistant buy it for you in a few days!

"I have my own dresses, you don't need to buy them for me."

I can't be bothered with him.

I originally came from another city to meet him for a date, hoping to kiss me, hug me, and do things that adult men and women should do.

But I'm not interested anymore.

To my surprise, President Jiang grabbed my hand, pulled me into his arms, and carried me directly to the bed. While kissing me, he said in a deep, magnetic voice, "Man, I know you still like me."

Your jealousy proves that you care about me!

I'll be unhappy if you're not jealous!

Do you know how happy I was to see you jealous of me?

Don't worry, I'm not the kind of scumbag who'll be fickle with every woman he sees. At our age, I know that for the rest of my life, one person is enough, and that person is you!

"Why say so much?"

I rolled my eyes at him.

Mr. Jiang said: "There were surveillance cameras everywhere in the production crew before. Do you know how crazy I was about missing you?"

We haven't done "that" in ages. I've been living like a monk, completely abstinent, you have to make it up to me!

"What do you want to do?"

I think President Jiang seems to be in a passionate mood. I've never seen him so thirsty before!

He immediately pinned me to the bed, kissing and hugging me, then undressed me and kissed me again, fueled by alcohol.

He was about 3% drunk, and his perfect profile revealed a hint of abstinence and coldness.

I've become addicted too.

That night, we kissed passionately. He had been holding back for so long that he finally couldn't help but cry out loud.

He told me, "Man, you must stay with me until we grow old!"

"Alright, if you don't leave, I won't abandon you."

I say.

I must have been crazy back then.

Seeing President Jiang, I was actually moved and decided to spend my life with him.

The first time we were in bed, the second time Mr. Jiang actually took me to the balcony. We were both dressed very neatly, and he said he wanted to take me to see the fireworks.

I'm wondering where the fireworks are?

But when we got to the balcony, which was on the top floor of the hotel, it was filled with romantic roses.

In the rose bushes, he unbuttoned my clothes, hugged me from behind, and pointed to the sky, saying, "Look, Man, this is a gift I'm giving you."

Sure enough, at midnight, I saw drones take off one after another, as dazzling as fireworks, with colorful lights, hovering in the night sky above the hotel, with the message: I love you, baby!

When I saw this scene, tears streamed down my face.

Mr. Jiang turned me around, then untied my skirt, and we sat on the balcony, reaching an agreement.

I sat on his lap, my fingers constantly twirling the petals. With the rhythm of the swaying, I couldn't help but cry out, and the petals crumbled all over the ground.

It was a crazy yet romantic night.

After we finished, he carried me to the hotel. We drifted off to sleep, but to my surprise, around 2 a.m., there was a knock on the hotel room door…

I was taken aback: "Mr. Jiang, have your enemies come knocking on your door?"

President Jiang said, "I don't think so. This hotel is our company's internal hotel, with very strict security measures. No one would do such a thing!"

Just then, he checked the smart surveillance camera at the door of the room and saw a woman at the door. The woman was dressed in a camisole nightgown and looked as beautiful as a rose.

That woman was someone I never dreamed of—Michelle.

She was dressed so beautifully and knocked on a strange man's door late at night, and that boy was my boyfriend.

Michelle knocked on the door and said softly, "Mr. Jiang, may I come in and talk?"