The Secret of Second Marriage

"Jiang Man, you're ruthless. I'll remember you!"

Xie Xue said through gritted teeth.

I ignored her and left the police interrogation room.

Although my agent agreed to terminate the contract, Director Zhang Zhiwei was still very angry because I exposed the recording to the media, completely revealing her mean and selfish true colors.

She used to present herself as an intellectual and beautiful female director in public, but now she's a complete fraudster, a vicious woman in the entertainment industry who exploits artists for their hard-earned money.

In the entertainment industry, if someone's reputation is ruined, they're completely finished. No one will want to cast them in movies, TV series, or endorsements anymore.

Director Zhang Zhiwei has been listed as a high-risk artist.

She's completely desperate and resolutely opposes terminating my contract. She's determined to keep me in her company even if it kills her. Moreover, she hates me so much that she's ready to completely blacklist me if I don't terminate my contract with her company!

Unexpectedly, President Jiang called Zhang Zhiwei and only said one sentence: "Man is my girlfriend now, and she will be my wife in the future. I hope she can terminate her contract as soon as possible! I don't want my wife to suffer!"

This statement is brimming with threat and warning.

Director Zhang Zhiwei isn't stupid; she could tell that I held a very important place in President Jiang's heart.

She never expected that Mr. Jiang and I would break up and get back together.

Previously, the news that President Jiang was engaged to the daughter of another company spread throughout the entertainment industry, making Director Zhang Zhiwei feel that I had been abandoned by President Jiang.

That's why she turned her back on me.

But since President Jiang called her personally today, she dared not say anything.

When I went to the agency again, Director Zhang's attitude towards me changed 180 degrees. She greeted me with a smile, had tea and water served, and invited me into her office. She acted like a warm older sister and said, "Man, there was a misunderstanding between us before."

I was just saying those things in anger, not from the truth! Please don't mind me!

I've always thought of you as a younger sister. Mr. Jiang called me today and asked me to take good care of you!

If you really don't want to stay with our agency, I'll get the company seal and stamp the contract in a bit, and then we'll officially terminate the contract!

"Man, what do you think of my arrangement?"

I truly witnessed what it means to change one's face faster than turning the pages of a book. When I was dating President Jiang, she was always trying to curry favor with me. But after we broke up, she relentlessly tried to put me down and suppress me at the company.

Now, Mr. Jiang and I are together again.

Director Zhang didn't say a word, but helped me terminate the contract and even saw me off at the entrance of the agency.

I don't know why Director Zhang is so afraid of President Jiang. After I signed the termination agreement, I breathed a sigh of relief, put the original document and a copy into my bag.

When I returned after signing the contract, Mr. Jiang had already finished his social engagements and was waiting for me at home.

He went to the supermarket and bought some ingredients, saying he would cook a simple hot pot for dinner and asked me to invite Tangtang over for a meal as well.

Just then, I received a call from Juan; Tangtang had caught a cold and had a fever.

I heard that many of Tangtang's classmates have been getting fevers and colds lately, and many have taken leave from class.

Tangtang also got infected and developed a high fever of 39 degrees Celsius.

Before Mr. Jiang and I could even eat, he drove Tangtang to the hospital without saying a word. We went to the emergency room, and Mr. Jiang held Tangtang while waiting outside. He patiently comforted her and took a lollipop out of his pocket and gave it to her: "Sweetie, eat this candy, and the injection won't hurt later."

"Uncle Jiang, I'm not a 3-year-old anymore."

Tangtang gave President Jiang a listless glare.

Mr. Jiang, Tangtang, and I, like a real family of three, stayed in the emergency room until late at night before we were finally put in a ward, given an IV drip, and given fever-reducing medication.

Mr. Jiang and I stayed at the hospital with Tangtang all night, and I was really touched.

Mr. Jiang gave up his bed for me and Tangtang, found a stool in the corridor, dozed off for a while, and spent the whole night watching to see if Tangtang's IV drip was finished and calling the nurse. He then used a hot towel to wipe Tangtang's body and face to reduce her fever.

The nurses at the hospital all said, "Ms. Jiang, your husband is so good; he really loves your daughter!"