The Secret of Second Marriage

To be honest, at that moment, I felt incredibly ashamed, my face burned, and all the blood rushed from my neck to my head.

Dong Yili wore exquisite makeup, and her face, which had been injected with hyaluronic acid, looked exceptionally fair and beautiful, but she exuded a heavy, powdery aura.

She wore a long pink dress with a pink tail, and her long hair was styled into a bun on top of her head. Her long hair, like seaweed, cascaded down her sides, making her look glamorous, but also like a peony about to wither, giving off a languid feeling of a middle-aged woman.

She's almost 40 and a long-time favorite in the entertainment industry. However, she's maintained her exposure through palace dramas. Recently, she played a naive and innocent teenage girl, which drew criticism from many viewers who said she's almost 40 and shouldn't be considering a career change, instead of playing teenage girls in idol dramas.

Dong Yili must have found out from my management team that, in order to save on team expenses, aside from the dresses sponsored by brands, the watches and bags I wear to events are usually high-quality replicas.

Generally speaking, only professionals can tell the difference.

She stood in front of me, holding a cocktail, looking smug and mocking me, her intention being to humiliate me in such a public setting.

"I……"

I'm not the kind of woman who hides things. I was going to just say, so what if I'm wearing a knock-off? I'm frugal, I'm proud of it, what's there to be ashamed of?

But to my surprise, the next second, President Jiang held my hand firmly and whispered beside me, "Man, don't be afraid. I've already asked my assistant to change the expensive diamond watch on your wrist and the bag you're carrying."

It's genuine.

Now it's your turn to slap her in the face!

How could you?

I looked at President Jiang with some surprise, wondering when he had noticed that my bag and watch were fake. I blushed a little.

"What are you whispering about? President Jiang wouldn't be defending her, would he? Everyone here today is a successful businessman, and she, as your female companion, is even wearing a fake designer bag and watch."

Where does Mr. Jiang put his face? Are we even going to discuss business anymore? Ha, people will start to suspect that your Jiang Group is facing financial difficulties and is about to go bankrupt.

Dong Yili has a grudge against me because I competed with her for a role before, so she took the opportunity to deliberately mock me in front of so many people and even tried to drag President Jiang into it.

I couldn't tolerate it anymore, so I went over and slapped Dong Yili hard across the face. I smiled and said, "This slap is to teach you a lesson for believing masks and falsely accusing people."

Spreading rumors takes only a mouth, but debunking them takes a lot of legwork.

If the Jiang Group's stock and share price fluctuate because of you, can you afford to lose money?

Dong Yili, you're the one who's jealous and a liar!

"What nonsense are you spouting? Do you dare produce the invoice? I know a senior Hermès authenticator. Do you dare have a professional examine it to see if what you're wearing is genuine?"

I slapped Dong Yili, and she was so angry that her eyes turned red and she was about to rush up and teach me a lesson. But soon, President Jiang pulled her down and said coldly, "Don't be too presumptuous, Miss Dong. Do you think that you can do whatever you want just because you have a name in the entertainment industry?"

Believe it or not, I can blacklist you with just one word.

"President Jiang, I know you're this woman's backer. But what's so great about her? She has absolutely no taste. Wearing counterfeit goods to such a formal occasion, aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself by bringing her out?"

Dong Yili's eyes revealed a hint of fear and apprehension. She took a few steps back, giving President Jiang some face, and said with a mixture of jealousy and resentment.

People around her advised her, "Ms. Dong, let it go. Why embarrass the other person in this kind of situation?"

Besides, if you don't tell us, we won't know if it's a fake or not. Once you tell us, we'll know everything.

Miss Jiang has no pride, does she? Let's be forgiving.

"Why should I? She slapped me today, and I'm going to get my revenge. I'm going to prove to everyone that she's just a fake socialite selling counterfeit goods."

Dong Yili said.

I've been feeling very depressed, and I never intended to hurt anyone. I admit that I wear some high-quality replicas to save money when attending everyday events, but so what?

The wealthy ladies present looked at each other, feeling a little guilty. The economic situation is not good now, unlike a few years ago when they were frantically buying all kinds of luxury goods and competing with each other. They bought limited editions, and the bags cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars. It was so prestigious to take them out.

However, nowadays, many companies are facing difficulties in operation and have encountered financial problems. These wealthy women no longer buy luxury goods as extravagantly as before. Instead, they buy second-hand items or borrow high-quality replicas to make a good impression.

Unexpectedly, Dong Yili exposed his lie.

At this time, people were filled with anxiety, and many pretended not to know what was going on.

I feel like I'm just a lamb being led to the slaughter in the crowd.

But even lambs have some tough bones.

I took a deep breath and said, "I'll have my assistant bring the invoice over later. You can have someone verify it, Dong Yili. Although we are artists under the same company, don't be too greedy."

I expect you to give me an explanation after the test results are available.

"Fine, if what you brought isn't fake, I'll eat shit in public."

Dong Yili said with great confidence.

She had already bribed two of my staff members to confirm that I had indeed bought a high-quality counterfeit, not the genuine article. She even secretly took detailed, high-resolution photos of my watch and bag and sent them to the authenticator.

Jewelry and handbag appraisers in the industry unanimously agree that it is a high-quality replica.

Only then did Dong Yili dare to stand up and report me in front of everyone.

I chuckled. It seemed things had escalated, and I needed to give an explanation.

I didn't say anything, nor did I want to pass on my negative emotions to President Jiang. I simply whispered in his ear, "President Jiang, where's your shopping receipt?"

"I'll have my assistant get it for you."

President Jiang quickly had his assistant bring out the shopping invoice, which clearly stated which store the purchase was made at, whose card was used, the model and color of the bag purchased, and even the sales assistant's name and employee ID number. It couldn't be more authentic.

When Dong Yili saw President Jiang take out the invoice, her expression changed, but she quickly found another excuse and said, "Invoices can be faked too."

"Then let the appraiser come over."

I say.

"No need. There happens to be a Mr. Tian here who specializes in jewelry and luxury goods. He is very famous, has professional appraiser certificates, and has opened hundreds of stores."

Even luxury goods seized by customs are authenticated by their team. No matter the type of bag or watch, they can always distinguish the real from the fake once they handle it.

A wealthy woman at the scene came to my rescue.

I glanced at her and gave her a grateful smile; she was Mrs. Wang.

In order for my ex-husband Xue Fan to get a promotion and a raise, I privately contacted several wealthy and influential women.

Mrs. Wang is one of the wives of the shareholders and executives of my ex-husband's company.

She possessed the poise and composure of an official's wife.

I still write cards or invite Mrs. Wang to dinner during holidays, just like before, but not as frequently as before.

Mrs. Wang came over, smiled, took my hand, and said, "Man, I didn't expect to run into you here. You used to come over every few days to walk my dog, cook Yunnan food, and even play golf with me."

Later, after your ex-husband started having an affair, I heard that you divorced him.

You've rarely visited my home since then, and I miss you quite a bit. I always thought you'd been living in the shadow of your failed divorce for the past few years and had lost contact with us old friends.

I've been worried about you, and I didn't expect to see you again at this banquet today. To be honest, your skin is better, your complexion is better, your figure is better, and your overall energy is better than when you were in that marriage.

Do you know what? You look really beautiful right now, so gorgeous, you're radiant from head to toe.

I almost didn't recognize you.

"Mrs. Wang, I miss you too. But in the past few years, after my divorce, I have no house, no car, no property, and I've been struggling to raise my daughter alone. I don't have much financial means, so I haven't been able to visit you."

Please don't take offense, but I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to bother others when I'm going through a rough patch.

Fortunately, I've managed to pull myself out of that low point step by step. I'm earning money through acting, and I've even found my biological parents. I'm doing pretty well now.

I say.

"That's good. I was worried about you. My son was in a car accident back then. If it weren't for your rare blood type, which you donated 1500ml of rare blood to my son, he might have died."

"You saved my family's life, and today I will definitely help you get justice."

After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she made a phone call in a very domineering manner. Soon, a professional appraiser, a man around 40 years old, wearing a suit and tie, appeared at the scene.

He walked over with deep eyes, a classic square face, short hair, and white gloves, looking very gentlemanly, accompanied by two assistants.

He showed me his credentials as a professional appraiser hired by Bulgari, and then solemnly took the bag and watch from my hands with his white gloved hands. He examined them carefully, then took off his gloves and touched the leather to feel its texture.

After examining the bag, he put it back and then picked up the luxury watch, examining it intently for a long time. His expression was so serious and professional that everyone present inexplicably became tense, their hearts pounding.

Everyone is determined to determine whether it is genuine or fake.

Everyone has a different answer in their heart, and the answer is about to be revealed.

Mr. Tian concluded: "Ms. Jiang, as a professional appraiser, I would say that this bag is a new model from Hermès' autumn/winter collection this year, priced at 42 yuan."

This famous watch is even more well-known as the Patek Philippe, a renowned Swiss brand, and is valued at 108 million.

They are all genuine products.

If we need to collaborate later, we can exchange contact information.

"OK, thanks."

I say.

You're welcome, if you need it.

I can provide a professional certificate of authenticity and a serial number file. With this certificate, you can exchange or consign your item at any of our luxury goods stores.

Mr. Tian said.

I said, "I'm sorry, this was a gift from someone, and I will keep it forever."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Mr. Tian said.

"Okay, please take care."

I say.

Holding the assessment report Mr. Tian gave me, I slowly looked at Dong Yili and said with a forced smile, "Didn't you say you were really going to eat shit today?"