The Secret of Second Marriage

I didn't glance at my ex-husband again. Instead, I took Tangtang's hand, followed by the nanny, and the three of us went downstairs and hailed a taxi.

After I got in the car, I noticed that my ex-husband had also hailed a taxi and was following us... At first, I wasn't sure, but after we turned out of the alley and onto the main road, that taxi kept following me.

My heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran down my spine. I knew my ex-husband couldn't possibly change his ways so quickly; not a word of his was true.

The reason my ex-husband Xue Fan hailed a taxi and followed me silently was to find out where I lived so he could make his move and harass me later.

I've long since given up on my ex-husband.

Our marriage was beyond repair from the moment he started having an affair.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down and said to the driver, "Driver, that car seems to be following me. Could you go through that alley ahead and shake him off?"

"OK"

The driver took a long detour, but the taxi kept chasing after him.

I told him to go directly to the Jiang Group building and wait for my boyfriend.

"Your boyfriend works at Jiang's Group? That's the largest energy company in the country, a listed company, full of elites! My goodness! Miss, your boyfriend must be very capable..."

The driver said with a hint of envy.

I smiled and didn't say anything. When the car stopped downstairs at the Jiang Group building, I called President Jiang and told him that I was being followed and asked him to come down and pick me up.

Mr. Jiang finished his work quickly and came down to see me with an assistant in less than 10 minutes.

President Jiang had just finished a meeting upstairs, and his anger hadn't subsided, but when he came downstairs and saw me, he still showed a gentle expression.

He paid the driver, then had his assistant drive his car to the company building. He very gentlemanly opened the car door, letting the nanny and Tangtang sit in the back, while I sat in the front passenger seat.

He closed the car door and offered us a ride back to our neighborhood.

This time, President Jiang personally drove us home. My ex-husband Xue Fan's taxi was following behind, but it was quickly stopped by several of President Jiang's bodyguards in black Mercedes-Benz cars.

I personally witnessed my ex-husband's car being stopped by the bodyguards who had been following President Jiang's car as it approached the overpass.

My ex-husband's taxi was stopped by bodyguards in a Mercedes-Benz van. They made them pull over and questioned them about why they were following their boss, Mr. Jiang, and whether it involved commercial espionage. If they couldn't answer, they threatened to call the police.

The taxi driver was terrified and quickly said, "This gentleman said that he loves his wife very much, but she ran away with another man for money. He wants to win her back and persuade her to change her mind so that the family can live a good life together."

I thought I was going to do something good!

"No matter what your excuse is, you can't follow our boss! Be careful next time, or don't blame us for calling the police!"

The bodyguard reprimanded the driver and then Xue Fan before getting into the car and leaving.

Xue Fan's expression shifted between light and dark.

He truly regretted that he had been blind to his own good, coveting young and beautiful bodies, and had abandoned his so-called confidante Yang Yufei to support her, only to end up like this.

He really regrets it!

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely cherish the happy family and gentle, virtuous wife he once had!

Unfortunately, there's no second chance.

I suddenly felt quite emotional. Sitting in the passenger seat of the luxury car, I took out my phone and posted a Weibo message that read: "Ex-husband, thank you for divorcing me, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today."

This is a provocative statement. I believe that Yang Yufei and Xue Fan have both followed me privately using alternate accounts. My Weibo account now has over 500 million followers.

Although they can't compare to those popular female celebrities, they still represent a genuine fan base for me.

I am already very content.

The longtime fans below all liked and said that I was right. If Xue Fan hadn't been so ruthless back then, I wouldn't have cut off all my escape routes, given up being a full-time housewife, returned to the workplace to start over, and later went to develop in the entertainment industry.

I can finally hold my head high and tell my ex-husband to stay away from me. I don't need you in my life anymore!

Mr. Jiang drove his understated black Porsche to the bottom of our old apartment building. After parking the car, he held Tangtang in one arm and held my hand with the other, like a warm family of three, and took the elevator up to the 7th floor.

My rented apartment is on the 7th floor, where the sun shines brightly. There's a tall ginkgo tree right in front of the door, and floor-to-ceiling windows. Sometimes I can see the beautiful scenery outside while I'm eating at the dining table. But at this time of year, the ginkgo tree has already lost all its leaves and looks bare.

In the depths of winter, the heating was on inside the house.

We got home close to 9 p.m.

The nanny and Tangtang quickly washed up and went to bed.

The living room was empty, with only Mr. Jiang and I remaining.

President Jiang kissed my cheek and said, "Man, I'm staying here tonight, I'm not leaving."

"No, what if your mom comes here and says I kidnapped her son? You should go back; I don't want to spoil the fun."

I say.

"I won't reply. I have so much to tell you."

Mr. Jiang hugged me from behind and kissed me so hard my ears burned.

I dodged him repeatedly, my face turning red, and couldn't help but scold him: "Tangtang just fell asleep, let's talk this out, don't touch me."

"Let's go back to the bedroom."

Mr. Jiang seemed to regard my home as his own. After I changed into slippers in the living room, he picked me up in a princess carry, took me to the bedroom, and then closed the door.

After closing the door, he couldn't wait to kiss me, kissing my earlobe, eyes, and every inch of my skin, making me feel restless and my breathing erratic.

I admit I'm a woman who's attracted to men, especially when a tall, handsome, mature, and stable man stands in front of me, it's hard for me not to be tempted.

I felt my hunger and desire…

They say women in their thirties are like wolves and tigers, but I'm definitely not at the age of widowhood now. Like a rose, I'm no longer a shy budding girl, but a voluptuous and beautiful mature woman.

Mr. Jiang pressed me down on the bed, kissed me gently, then took a sheet from the bed, wrapped me up, and put me directly on the dressing table. He didn't know where the impulse and desire came from, but he seemed more excited than before.

With a sweeping motion, he knocked my cosmetics off the dressing table, then placed the sheets on it, undressed me, and scattered my clothes piece by piece across the floor. He then pinned me down on the table…

We kissed passionately, hugged, and did the things that mature men and women do.

This time, President Jiang was exceptionally excited and worked tirelessly, repeatedly making me collapse in his arms, completely exhausted.

I was a little angry: "Who gave you permission to stay at my house tonight, Mr. Jiang? We're still in the midst of a breakup and cold war. What you're doing is shameless..."

"Man, I'm sorry, I used too much force just now. It's my fault. I've missed you so much lately. I love you, and I absolutely will not allow that boy named Shen Xing to take you away from me..."

Man, you are mine. You are my woman, and you are my wife!

President Jiang said, both infatuated and greedy.

I lay exhausted in his arms and said, "I'm so tired and a little thirsty!"

He very gentlemanly carried me to bed, then used a towel to wash me, poured a glass of warm water from the water dispenser in the living room, and returned to the bedroom to hand it to me, saying, "Drink some warm water first."

"Um"

I took the water glass and took a small sip. After finishing the sip, I still felt thirsty and my body was unusually excited.

Mr. Jiang went to take a shower, wearing only his underwear, revealing his strong shoulders, slender body, and well-defined abs. He was definitely a middle-aged man with both good looks and a very attractive physique.

After he got into bed, he pulled me into his arms and held me like a slightly temperamental kitten, patiently coaxing me and snuggling up to me, saying, "Man, to be honest, I was really unhappy when I saw you and Shen Xing hugging yesterday."

"Shen Xing and I are just friends. He hugged me for only about ten seconds and then left without saying a word. I know we overstepped the line this time, but it definitely won't happen again next time."

I explained, "At the time, I was actually quite grateful to Shen Xing. Every day, while you were recording the show and going on blind dates, I was all alone on set facing elimination, and he came to my rescue."

He helped me, and I, Jiang Man, am not an ungrateful woman. No matter what, I'll remember this kindness, and I will definitely repay him when the day comes!"

"How will you repay his kindness? Will you repay him with your body?"

President Jiang's deep, magnetic voice was tinged with jealousy and a hint of anger.

"President Jiang, do you know? I was waiting for you the whole day of the recording. Even in the last few seconds, I kept fantasizing that you would suddenly appear, run up to me, and join me on the show."

But no, until the show was about to announce the eliminations, Shen Xing came to the rescue. "Although we're still boyfriend and girlfriend, Shen Xing seems to care about me more than you do!"

I told the truth: I'm not afraid of offending President Jiang, nor am I worried about whether President Jiang and I can continue our relationship.

Adult relationships can sometimes be too pragmatic; everyone is considering what's in their own best interest.

Perhaps in President Jiang's heart, I am just a woman he loves very much, but not necessarily the wife he must spend the rest of his life with.

After listening, President Jiang remained silent for a long time before taking the initiative to apologize to me, saying, "I'm sorry, Man, I was indeed wrong that day. I know that my absence from the recording of the program made you sad."

Please apologize. Don't take it to heart. I promise it won't happen again...

"Mr. Jiang, what if your mother continues to disapprove of our relationship?"

I say.

Before I could finish speaking, he lowered his head and kissed my lips, followed by a long, lingering, deep kiss.

This was a cautious and slightly awkward kiss!

President Jiang has kissed very few women. He has a good upbringing and is a perfectionist when it comes to relationships. So, over the years, he has hardly ever had a girlfriend. His idea is that once he has a girlfriend and establishes a relationship, he has to be responsible for her for the rest of his life.

After our French kiss, he said to me, "Man, with me here, nothing will happen. We're together, remember that! ...Um...I'll talk to Shen Xing. Even if he likes you a lot, he has to take his heart back, because you're my woman!"

After saying that, he pulled me to lie down on the bed with him, held me tightly, and listened to the pounding of our hearts.

I don't know what I was thinking. Tonight, I cooperated with Mr. Zhang and enjoyed the happiness of the two of us.

But before I went to sleep, my mind was filled with the image of another boy, Shen Xing. Why him of all people? Without realizing it, a feeling of attachment seemed to have formed in my heart.

I quickly came to my senses and told myself that I couldn't be too greedy, otherwise I would end up with nothing. Jiang Man, I should still choose President Jiang and give him one last chance. I hope he won't let me down...