The Secret of Second Marriage

Hao Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Man, how dare you look down on me? Don't you know how old you are? Tch, what's so arrogant about you?"

"So arrogant, what can you do to me?"

I say.

I don't care anymore.

Anyway, I have absolutely no liking for this young heartthrob.

Shen Xing is so handsome, and his character is a million times better than mine. He didn't look down on me because I'm 30 years old, but he keeps bringing up my age.

Haoyang said, "All the male guests have been chosen. Besides me, I'd like to see who else would choose you..."

"I"

President Jiang said.

He strode over, grabbed my hand, and declared to the production crew in front of everyone that he still wanted to be with her.

"Wow, oh—"

"President Jiang is so loyal! It seems he chose Ms. Jiang in the last episode!"

"This is going to be a huge entertainment gossip spree! So President Jiang and Miss Jiang are together now!"

A gasp came from the film crew.

In front of everyone, President Jiang took my hand and confessed his love to me in front of the camera.

But this scene undoubtedly made his mother even angrier.

Sure enough, our date mode was the one where we flew a helicopter.

We were stunned when we arrived at the meeting place, and we heard that the helicopters together were worth over a hundred million...

President Jiang chose a particularly cool black helicopter, put on his uniform and headphones, and, under the guidance of professionals, took me and the photographer onto the helicopter.

The instructor taught Mr. Jiang and me from the side. We flew around the plane a few times and learned a little bit about helicopters.

It was already past 2 p.m. when we finished our meeting and dinner. Sure enough, Mr. Jiang's mother had already arrived by car.

The moment Mr. Jiang received the call telling me that his mother was coming, I became alert.

This was the first time I met Jiang Zemin's mother. She had permed hair, wore a white shirt and a red skirt, and looked like a former Miss Hong Kong, Brigitte Lin, from the last century—beautiful yet with a cool and proud air.

You can tell that she was a stunning beauty in her youth.

If Jiang's mother is very calm, she will sit in the car and wait for the production team to finish recording our program. It will be almost 5 o'clock before she meets me in the car.

Unlike the wealthy wives in TV dramas who offer a check to their poor daughters-in-law, she coldly said, "Miss Jiang, please have some self-respect. I've come to see you to tell you that although Jiang Hui likes you, you can't enter this house without my permission."

"Auntie, you're overthinking it. With a mother like you, even Mr. Jiang and I might not have ended up together."

I said, "Mr. Jiang and I have decided to take some time to cool off, Auntie, please don't worry!"

"Don't think that just because my son is protecting you, I'll necessarily let you into the family! Any daughter-in-law of the Jiang family must be someone I approve of."

Jiang's mother said this in a particularly assertive manner.

This woman looks like the kind of mother-in-law who's not easy to mess with. Luckily, I didn't have much hope for President Jiang anymore.

After all, the other party is his own mother.

Mr. Jiang originally wanted to stay with me until the end of the program recording, but his mother made an excuse that she was feeling unwell and wanted to take him back to Beijing.

This time he refused his mother.

After meeting me, his mother thought I was a stubborn girl with a temper, not the kind of girl who was vain.

His mother said to me, "Jiang Man, I don't think you're good enough for my son. Think it over carefully. Even if you marry my son, I won't leave you a single penny of my money."

"I don't need it"

I said, "I can earn it myself."

That's how confident she was; Jiang's mother was so angry she was speechless.

Mr. Jiang said, "Mom, you've seen her now. Don't bother Man anymore. Even though you're my mother, I'll still stand up for my wife if you upset her."