The Secret of Second Marriage

After hearing the call, President Jiang paused for a moment before threatening Xue Fan, saying, "Xue Fan, I've never seen a more shameless man than you. Besides exploiting women and draining them of their marital value, I never imagined that even after the divorce, you would still blackmail me with nude photos... The worst thing that happened to Man in her life was meeting a scumbag like you!"

"I know I'm a jerk, all of you say I'm a jerk, I'm not pretending, I'm not acting anymore, I'm just a jerk, so what?"

Xue Fan lit a cigarette and said heartbreakingly on the phone, "I'm already on my third marriage, Zhang Yan is pregnant with my baby, and I want to open a late-night snack bar. I need a lot of money, so I can only think of this despicable method."

I'm not as rich as you, nor do I have any family connections or a grandmother who's a government official... Anyway, give me 500 million, and I'll delete all the nude photos.

"Okay, now that you've received the 500 million, you're not allowed to harass Man anymore! And about the nude photos, delete them completely. I don't want them to affect Man in the slightest..."

President Jiang and Xue Fan finalized the time and place for the transaction over the phone.

At 10 p.m., a group of men were dancing in a bar in Beijing. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance.

A handsome, elite-looking man in a suit walked into the bar with a dozen bodyguards.

President Jiang was dressed in a suit and tie, exuding a powerful and cold aura. He was clearly the company's president, and the row of bodyguards behind him were all professional fighters.

Xue Fan had a scraggly beard and was wearing a worn-out suit from several years ago. Even his tie was wrinkled, and the pattern and design were outdated.

He sat there waiting for President Jiang…

President Jiang, being a social elite, sat down directly and didn't even glance at Xue Fan. His voice, filled with contempt and threat, said, "Your marriage with Man is in the past. Now she is my woman, and I will protect her and cherish her."

Please stay away from her!

"I can pay 500 million to buy out the nude photos, but if you dare to use these underhanded tricks again, don't blame me, I'll break your legs and throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

"President Jiang, I dare not. I have no choice. I have nowhere else to turn and I need to make a living."

You know how badly housing prices have fallen now? I sold my old wedding house and used the money to start a business. Later, I wanted to restore my previous glory, so I invested in more than a dozen stores, all of which lost money.

I'm drowning in debt, and I have to support my wife and her unborn child. This is the only thing I can do.

As Xue Fan said this, he felt resentment in his heart. He resented his ex-wife for being too heartless, refusing to turn back, and having no feelings for him. He was now in such a sorry state, and his ex-wife, a glamorous superstar who earned millions for a single film, was unwilling to give him any more money.

"Sign the contract and give him the money."

After all, Mr. Jiang is a businessman who values ​​contracts and legal validity.

He brought a lawyer who drafted a confidentiality agreement. This agreement was legally binding, and once signed, all of Jiang Man's personal privacy, including nude photos, would be bought out.

If Xue Fan dares to leak even the slightest bit of privacy, even a nude photo, President Jiang has the right to pursue him for breach of contract and send him to jail, starting with a minimum of 10 years.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Fan signed the contract in order to get the money. After signing, he handed the contract to President Jiang.

President Jiang had his men give him a silver safe containing 500 million yuan withdrawn from the bank.

Xue Fan opened the box and checked it. He found 500 million yuan and was so excited that he was shaking. This was a genuine 500 million yuan. He never expected that his ex-wife would be worth so much.

As he left with the money, he shamelessly said, "President Jiang, you didn't actually lose out. With Jiang Man's current fame and net worth, she's at least worth over a hundred million."

"If I had known back then that she could act and was so famous, I definitely wouldn't have divorced her."

"Delete the photos and get out."

President Jiang rolled his eyes at him as he spoke.

Xue Fan deleted all the photos from his phone in front of President Jiang, took the money, and left the bar. President Jiang drank a glass of whiskey, a cold smile playing on his lips: "No one has ever been able to threaten me."

The streets of Beijing were a bit cold late at night, and there were few pedestrians. As Xue Fan was crossing a street, he was suddenly dragged into an alley by several thugs who were following him. They beat him up severely and robbed him of his money.

Xue Fan had three ribs broken, and was lying on the ground covered in blood. His eyes and nose were covered in blood, and he looked like a dog lying there in a terrible state... Most importantly, his money was also stolen.

For the first time, he felt a chill run down his spine. Was this the power of money and power?

His hands trembled as he pulled out his phone and called me. His first words were: "Man, your ex-boyfriend beat me up. I'm covered in blood. Please save me!... I'm at the music bar on the third street of [redacted]... I really don't want to die... I still love... you."

But I had no patience to hear his last sentence, and coldly refused, "Xue Fan, please don't harass me in the middle of the night for no reason. I'm warning you, your wife is Zhang Yan now, and I have absolutely nothing to do with you!"

"Oh...right...I stopped loving you a long time ago. I even wish you were dead. Why doesn't God strike you dead with lightning sooner, you scumbag?"

I spoke fluently.

I'm telling the truth, my biggest regret is meeting this man.

"You! Jiang Man, how could you be so heartless..."

My ex-husband was still trying to say something on the other end of the phone. I hung up immediately.

I have no interest in, nor any obligation to, listening to his crazy ramblings in the middle of the night.

The ex-husband had no choice but to call his wife, Zhang Yan. After answering the phone, Zhang Yan immediately took a taxi over, still pregnant, and took Xue Fan to the hospital to have his wounds bandaged and treated.

Xue Fan didn't get the money and was beaten up. Lying in the hospital bed, he grimaced and said angrily, "Doesn't Jiang Man have a younger sister? I'm going to contact her and send her all the spare nude photos on my computer."

He vowed that once he recovered from his injuries and left the hospital, he would not let Jiang Man get away with it.

I sneezed at home and spent the whole night checking the data for my newly released TV series, "Sisters' Struggle." It broke 10,000 views on its first day and was the number one trending topic on all platforms.

I feel that my era of being a top-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry is slowly beginning.

I was immersed in the joy of my career. Right after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, I officially started working and got busy, going straight to the set to film.

This time, I'm filming a realistic and emotional movie called "Baby." It tells the story of a human trafficking case. I play a policewoman who goes undercover in the mountains to rescue trafficked children and women and punish human traffickers.

This is a movie full of positive energy. Although the pay wasn't much, I really wanted to play this role.

In order to take on this role, I plan to undergo three months of training at a professional police academy before joining the production team.

Anyway, this movie is still in the pre-production stage and it is estimated that filming will not start until the summer.

However, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the film crew's opening ceremony was held in Hengdian.

I flew there to attend the ceremony.

In Hengdian, I once brushed past Shen Xing.

After attending the opening ceremony, I flew back to Beijing.

In the evening, President Jiang invited me out for dinner.

After we finished eating, he found a music bar. The resident band wasn't there, so Mr. Jiang went on stage, played the guitar, and sang a love song—"Too Much" by Jeff Chang.

The guitar version tones down the elaborate instrumentation, leaving only clean chord progressions.

The verses are outlined with gentle fingering, conveying the sentiment of "How can I bear to blame you for making a mistake?" The chorus transitions to warm strumming, blending tolerance and stubbornness into the sixth string.

Did I promise you too much, or was what I gave you in the first place insufficient?

You always have a million reasons, and I've always followed your feelings, letting you go crazy and indulge yourself, thinking that one day you'll be moved. I pretend to be indifferent to the rumors!

When President Jiang opened his mouth, his magnetic voice, filled with sorrow and heart-wrenching love, immediately drew the attention of everyone in the room.

"This guy sings really well, he's on par with professional singers!"

"Wow, guys who can play guitar are so handsome!"

When I heard Mr. Jiang sing, a look of amazement flashed in my eyes. Indeed, an outstanding man is outstanding in any field.

President Jiang sang me three love songs in a row.

I looked at the mature and composed man on the stage, and my eyes welled up with tears.

He must like me, which is why he chose to come on stage tonight specifically to sing a love song for me...

Around midnight, President Jiang came down from the stage, sat next to me, clinked glasses with me, and we drank a few glasses of wine.

I think we were both a little tipsy.

I was wearing sunglasses, my hair was tied up with a silk scarf, I was wearing an LV trench coat, and I was carrying a bag, presenting the image of a mature and elegant woman.

I said, "Mr. Jiang, the guitar you just played was very beautiful."

"Man, although I haven't played in a long time, I practiced a bit these past few days. How was it? Did I embarrass you, honey?"

President Jiang suddenly smiled and said to me.

"No"

I blushed.

Mr. Jiang held my hand and suddenly said very seriously, "Man, I was wrong a few days ago. I have already had the watch tracker removed. This is a gift. I truly love you."

I will pamper you, love you, and cherish you for the rest of my life, Man.

"President Jiang, thank you for loving me."

I responded with a gentle smile.

After we made up, we walked out of the bar hand in hand. It was just after the New Year, and unexpectedly, it started snowing again. Snowflakes were falling all over the eaves of the hotel.

I exclaimed instinctively, "It's snowing again."

"Hmm!" President Jiang seemed to cherish this snowy day even more than I did. He took out his phone and took a picture of the snow falling all around him. Then he pulled me into the snow-covered landscape and had the driver take a picture of the two of us holding hands and walking in the snow.

Mr. Jiang smiled, posted the photo on his WeChat Moments, and said, "With her by my side this winter, the whole world feels full of meaning!"

I saw this post from President Jiang on WeChat Moments with my own eyes, and I couldn't help but say two words: "So cheesy."

"Okay, honey, I love you so much, and you still think I'm being cheesy? Man, if I catch you, I'm going to kiss you!"

A gentle smile appeared on President Jiang's serious face.

"Then try and catch me!"

I picked up a handful of snow and threw it hard at President Jiang, hitting his expensive black coat. This elegant man was finally amused by my childish behavior.

He smiled and said, "Man, you're really different from the rich girls I know. They're always so dignified and ladylike. You have a calm and intelligent side, and you also have a lively and adorable side, like now, having a snowball fight!"

"So, do you dare to have a snowball fight with me?"

I say.