The Secret of Second Marriage

Why is President Jiang here? He was dressed in a suit and tie, wearing a brown shirt and a tie, and glasses. He looked both aloof and charming.

I was speechless and didn't know how to respond to President Jiang's words!

I whispered, "Juan and I went to the gym for a workout, it was just a regular get-together."

"Is it necessary for each person to bring a man to a casual dinner party?"

President Jiang's face darkened.

I said, "They're all younger than me, we just met, it's normal to have a meal together."

Juan saw President Jiang and said, "President Jiang, you don't know how to cherish our Man. There are plenty of other good men in the world who will cherish her."

"Juan, let's stop talking about this and go sing karaoke."

I say.

The nightclub rooms are already booked, might as well go...

President Jiang remained silent with a cold expression.

I don't want to talk to Mr. Jiang anymore. We've broken up. If we meet again, let's just be ordinary friends. Why bother with so much? Besides, I'm divorced now. Can't I have some freedom? When I'm in a bad mood, I can go out for a drink or sing karaoke.

Juan, two fitness instructors (H and Xiaohou), and I went to a nightclub to sing.

The black nightclub lounge features a black and gold bar table laden with fruit, high-end champagne, playing cards, mahjong, and genuine leather sofas.

Large screen karaoke system.

Amidst the bright lights and bustling activity, Juan lit a cigarette; the swirling smoke from the cigarette blurred my vision.

Juan's dance fitness instructor is a man named H, who is twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He has a particularly great physique, without an ounce of excess fat, except for the black tattoos on his arms and the earrings in his ears, which make him look particularly unrestrained and wild.

I don't really like this kind of wild, unrestrained, and tough guy.

Juan and his relationship seemed quite unusual; they flirted and teased each other, their eyes filled with sweet, romantic glances.

We're both adults, I can tell the difference. If a man and a woman have slept together, there's a unique kind of ambiguous relationship between them.

I could tell that this fitness instructor named H was Juan's new lover.

We sat there drinking, singing, and eating fruit platters.

The little monkey kept nuzzling against me, its eyes and expression slightly shy.

I subtly sat down to the side, keeping my distance from the little monkey at all times.

I have no interest in Xiao Hou. In my eyes, he is just a recent college graduate, a younger brother.

My feelings for Shen Xing developed gradually over time. Shen Xing approached me slowly under the guise of being my daughter's tutor, which lowered my guard and led to our ambiguous relationship.

But I'm a very wary person, especially when it comes to this younger brother who approached me with ulterior motives. I really can't bring myself to like him.

During that time, Juan and I went to the restroom.

Juan was touching up her lipstick, and I asked her, "Are you really dating that fitness coach?"

"Um"

Juan said it with great composure.

I asked him, "Is he really willing to follow you like this? Doesn't he mind the age difference at all?"

"How could that be? She's so young, with no car and no house in this city. What would she want from a woman in her thirties like me? Even if there's some mutual attraction, it's probably mostly about material things."

Juan answered.

I suddenly asked her, "So what did you give him in return?"

Juan said, "Actually, this kind of man is the easiest to pursue. I bought him the latest computer, a luxury watch, and clothes, shoes, and socks."

They're all designer brands.

I've probably spent tens of thousands on him already. Recently, he even asked me to buy him a car, costing several hundred thousand. I didn't agree. I don't like men who are only after my money.

I was stunned.

I never imagined that Juan and this young fitness coach were in a sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship.

I might still be too conservative; for a moment, I find it hard to accept such a blatant exchange of benefits and sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship in society.

Regardless, I feel uncomfortable with trying to buy feelings with money.

Juan has accepted reality.

She said to me, "Man, I'm not as aloof as you, nor as resilient or ambitious."

I just want someone to keep me company and help me pass the time, even if it's a transaction.

Why can those rich older men date girls in their twenties, but I can't keep a younger man as a sugar daddy?

"Juan, let's go, let's continue singing."

I deliberately avoided the topic and pulled Juan, who was slightly tipsy, back to the private room in the nightclub. The smell of alcohol mixed with cigarettes and the scent of rose perfume in the room made me feel a little uncomfortable.

I stayed until about 10:30, then told Juan that I had something to do and had to go back.

Juan is drunk.

She and the fitness coach had plans for the evening, so they didn't ask me to stay.

But before I left, she asked the young intern coach of the little monkey to see me off.

The young, inexperienced coach, looking rather green, escorted me to the nightclub entrance. In the dimly lit alley nearby, he suddenly hugged me from behind and said, "Sis, I really like you. How about you consider me? If you date me, I promise I'll be devoted to you."

I can cook, do laundry, and I can be a great home assistant.

"Sorry, I don't need it."

I pushed him away.

Just then, President Jiang coldly walked away, came over, pulled the little monkey away, pinned him against the wall and beat him up, punching the little monkey so hard that blood spurted from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Hou was stunned, and looked at me with a wronged expression, saying, "Sister...?"

I sighed, counted out 5 yuan from my wallet and gave it to him, saying, "It's late today, take this money and leave now. I won't support you."

Young people should focus their energy on legitimate means; making money honestly and steadily is their true ability.

Relying on someone for financial support will make you easily looked down upon, and one day your soul will also fall into depravity…

"Okay, sis."

Xiao Hou discovered that I was different from what he had imagined; I wasn't the kind of lonely, empty, and cold rich woman who liked to keep younger men as lovers.

After he realized I was a decent woman, he took the money, smiled, and said, "Sis, actually I didn't want to do this kind of work. It's just that my family isn't well-off, and I have to earn my own tuition for university, so that's why... Sis, please excuse me!"

President Jiang said, "Why can't she learn something at such a young age? She's already taken."

Xiao Hou, looking ashamed, hailed a yellow taxi and drove away. It seems he was really short of money; otherwise, he would have taken a taxi this late. He even hailed a yellow taxi to save a few yuan.

It's been a long time since President Jiang and I stood together like this.

Mr. Jiang looked into my eyes and asked, word by word, "Man, are you really determined to break up with me?"

"Um"

I nodded: "The more than one hundred million you left me, I will have the bank transfer it to your account by check tomorrow, and we'll settle things."

I've decided to sever ties with President Jiang, so I don't want his money anymore.

Mr. Jiang completely ignored me, looking down at me and saying, "Man, I sincerely hope we can have a good life together..."

Let's not talk about this anymore.

I said, "You're still here so late entertaining business people, you're really working hard."

"That's right, I haven't eaten all day because you told me you wanted to break up."

President Jiang smiled and said, "You heartless woman, you actually invited your best friend and that young pup to go to karaoke here."

I took a deep breath and wanted to say, "It's not like I'm stopping you from eating, why are you pretending to be a Casanova?"

But when I saw President Jiang come out of prison, he was indeed much thinner, he must have suffered a lot during that time.

A pang of heartache welled up inside me, and I said to him, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a late-night snack."

President Jiang said, "Great! I didn't have much of an appetite before, but seeing you has given me a renewed one."

We walked side by side to the pedestrian street next to the nightclub and found a barbecue restaurant with a relatively quiet environment. Near the glass window, there was a decorative tree as a cover, so it was not easy to be discovered.

Since becoming a celebrity, I subconsciously wear sunglasses and a mask every time I go out shopping. Even when I'm having dinner with friends, I choose to sit in a secluded spot to avoid being photographed by paparazzi.

It was already late at night, and the whole street was brightly lit and the night was very deep. The number of people on the street gradually decreased, and most of them were couples on dates and young people calling friends.

The restaurant rooms were orange-yellow and dimly lit.

Mr. Jiang and I ordered some barbecue.

I ordered my favorite grilled meat, and Mr. Jiang ordered some seafood.

We had a barbecue and a meal together.

President Jiang added a lot of food to my bowl.

I said, "You should eat more."

President Jiang smiled and began his meal at a leisurely pace.

It must be said that this man exudes the gentle and refined air of a noble young master in every gesture. Even the way he eats is pleasing to the eye, just like watching a domineering CEO in a Korean drama.

Unlike his roles in Korean dramas, he is the kind of person who is down-to-earth in real society. He wears a high-end gray shirt and suit, is low-key and humble, and has a stern face. He is somewhat like an elite talent or entrepreneur in the news.

Neither of us said a word, and we finished the meal.

When I came out, I told Mr. Jiang, "It's getting late, I need to go home now."

Suddenly, President Jiang hugged me tightly and said sincerely, "Man, I am very grateful to you for running around for me and for standing me up."

I truly feel sorry for the grievances you've suffered for me. Man, it was at this moment that I saw my own heart. I really love you, this strong, beautiful, and lovely woman!

I love you so much…

I snuggled in his arms, but then it suddenly dawned on me that we had already broken up, and this man was using those sweet words to try and win me back.

I said, "President Jiang, please don't do this. It's getting late, I need to go back."

After I finished speaking, I pushed him away and called Uncle Geng, the driver, to come and pick me up.

Late at night, I got into a car on the street, and Uncle Geng drove me home.

Uncle Geng said, "Miss, you've already accepted your identity as a wealthy heiress. You and President Jiang are quite a good match."

"They are quite a good match, but I hold grudges. I don't want to be ignored and left out again and again."

I said, "How much of a man's sweet talk is true and how much is false? President Jiang is facing a crisis at the company right now, and he doesn't have many people he can trust. I should be considered one of them."

But I really don't want to get involved in the power struggles within wealthy families. I want to calm down and focus on filming my movie.