The Secret of Second Marriage

No sooner had I returned to Beijing than Xia Weiwei and Yang Nan snatched a high-speed rail ticket and also returned to the capital.

It just so happens that Xia Weiwei has already spent all the money she had taken away from her private stash.

She plans to bring some more money back with her...

But to their surprise, when they arrived in Beijing, they found the villa closed, the staff dismissed, and only a transfer and sale agreement posted on the door.

Looking at her empty home, Xia Weiwei couldn't help but cry.

She wanted to go in, but she could no longer get in.

My parents went on a trip.

They're going abroad to see churches, streets, and other foreign places.

I can't get through on the phone, and I can't go home.

Xia Weiwei was frantic with worry.

She and Yang Nan stayed in Beijing for several days, but they ran out of the little money they had with them and couldn't see their parents. They even tried to ambush me.

What they don't know is that I won't care whether they live or die.

Xia Weiwei and Yang Nan had no choice but to buy tickets and return to Xinxiang City...

Xia Weiwei returned empty-handed from her parents' home without bringing any money or resources. Yang Nan's parents were not happy at all. They seemed to have completely forgotten that the house in the city was bought with a loan by Xia Weiwei.

She was heavily pregnant when she returned home, but her in-laws' attitude towards her was noticeably colder. At least they stopped giving her the imported fruits she wanted during her pregnancy, and stopped serving her ribs and beef at every meal.

Yang Nan's parents were always nagging at home: "Weiwei, didn't you say that your parents have always loved you the most since you were little? How come there's an older sister out of nowhere? Your parents have sold the house, changed their phone number, and handed the company over to your sister to manage. Are you sure they really won't show up at your wedding and won't contribute a single penny?"

"It's all that bitch's fault!"

Xia Weiwei blamed everything on me.

I returned to Hengdian and Beijing, and by the end of April, filming had finally wrapped up.

I also gradually started attending some movie opening ceremonies and variety shows.

The director sent me a message saying, "Man, the dating reality show that aired at the end of last year was one of the highest-rated shows on Hunan TV."

At the end of the last episode, you and Shen Xing won the competition and got the chance to take wedding photos.

I've had our production team hire the industry's top wedding dress designer and an entire photography crew to shoot wedding photos in France. Shen Xing has already agreed. Would you like to go?

"Director, I'm sorry, Shen Xing and I only have a working relationship on screen. We're not actually together in real life, so it seems a bit inappropriate for us to take wedding photos together..."

I say.

The director said, "Man, you're an artist. You signed a contract for the show, and we paid you for each season."

"Right now, your relationship with Shen Xing, a couple with an age gap, is very popular online. Our production team wants to take you to have your wedding photos taken as a promotional piece for the next season of our dating show. What do you think?"

"Okay, I'll think about it."

I say.

After I hung up the phone, I contacted my agent, Sister Qiong. Sister Qiong said, "Man, you can actually go and take wedding photos. It's not like you're actually getting married."

Shen Xingxian has a very high profile and is a popular idol. Many female celebrities in the industry want to create a CP (couple pairing) with him, but he disdains to do so.

However, upon hearing about the wedding photo shoot trip organized by the program, he turned down many other engagements to specifically take on this program.

Man, why don't you give it a try? It's not a real marriage, it's just for the sake of a variety show.

"You're an actor. If you can't even overcome this basic mental fortitude, how can you possibly survive in the entertainment industry?"

"Okay, I'll go."

I say.

I messaged the production team and agreed to give them a week, which is next Monday, to officially fly to France and take wedding photos under the romantic Eiffel Tower in Paris.