The Secret of Second Marriage

When my mom heard Xia Weiwei's softened attitude, she suddenly thought that she had really changed her mind and said happily, "Weiwei, when your sister comes later, apologize to your sister!"

"Regarding what you said yesterday, you misunderstood your sister. From now on, you two sisters should get along well, and may the Xia Group prosper!"

"Okay, Mom."

Xia Weiwei spoke sweetly with a smile.

My dad and I strode into the hospital room, walked up to Xia Weiwei, and said coldly, "Xia Weiwei, I'm here today to talk to you!"

"Sis, Mom told me everything. No matter what, you're still my sister. As for yesterday's incident, I'll just back down and not hold you responsible for having President Jiang hit me!"

Xia Weiwei said with particular arrogance.

Faced with her unfriendly attitude, I didn't even bother to greet her and said directly, "Xia Weiwei, Mom and Dad are here today. Let's talk things out in front of them."

First, you have no evidence to prove that President Jiang hired someone to beat you. Otherwise, you would have gone to the police station to report the incident and have President Jiang arrested, instead of spreading alarmist rumors here!

Secondly, even if President Jiang really did have someone beat you up as you said, you deserved it. I asked President Jiang last night... you were the one who had those nude photos of me posted everywhere, and you even sent them to the email addresses of my competitors' agencies!

That's true. You used to be in the entertainment industry too, and you got along very well with Zhang Zhiwei. You two are from the same boat.

You're so smug this time, aren't you? Trying to ruin my show with such underhanded tactics when it was at its peak!

"Does someone like you deserve to be my sister?"

My last sentence was very harsh, and Xia Weiwei turned pale immediately after hearing it. Seeing her like that, I thought to myself, "So she does have a sense of shame after all."

Upon hearing this news, my parents were both shocked, especially my father, who angrily slapped Xia Weiwei on the spot.

He pointed his finger at her nose and said, "Xia Weiwei, I really didn't expect that I would raise a daughter like you!"

What did you actually learn during those years studying abroad? Thank you for spending money to support your education, and what did you get? You're not even half as good as your sister!

"You actually tried to ruin your sister! You've done such a lawless thing, don't expect me to acknowledge you as my daughter again!"

"Dad, I didn't! She's framing me!"

In a moment of panic, Xia Weiwei immediately defended herself, crying, "Dad, I don't know what kind of spell she cast on you. She said I posted those photos, do you have any proof?"

It's just one side of the story; she might have staged it herself to gain your and Mom's sympathy.

Dad, you have to believe me! I don't even want to argue with her anymore, I just want to go home, she just doesn't want me to go back to the Xia family..."

"Weiwei, did you actually do those things? Don't you know that for a girl, innocence is the most important thing? You posted your sister's nude photos everywhere. Did you ever consider that the rumors and gossip would ruin your sister's future and life!"

"What man would dare to pursue your sister again?"

My mom looked at Xia Weiwei, then at me, and asked.

"Mom, you have to believe me, I didn't."

Xia Weiwei lowered her head, looking guilty, but still refused to admit it.

I said, "Xia Weiwei, it's okay if you don't admit it now. I've already called the police. They have enough technology to find out the truth."

You'd better watch yourself!

After I finished speaking, I finished my work, left the lunchbox for my parents, said I had something to do, and hurriedly left the hospital to take a car to President Jiang's office building.

He's very busy with work every day and doesn't have time to go home for dinner. Last night, he asked me to bring him food.

Although I can't help Mr. Jiang much in his career, I'm willing to give him the best care in his personal life.

I told the receptionist Mr. Jiang's name. As soon as she heard that I had arrived, she knew I was Mr. Jiang's girlfriend. She immediately stood up and greeted me respectfully, leading me to Mr. Jiang's luxurious office, which was over 100 square meters upstairs.

Floor-to-ceiling windows, a huge desk, and a black leather executive chair. The desk was piled high with all sorts of documents. President Jiang had been in meetings all morning. When he saw me arrive, he rubbed his temples and said, "Man, you're here."

"I've brought you your food."

I heated up the food I had painstakingly prepared in the microwave and served it to General Manager Jiang. It was almost midnight, just as they were getting off work.

Mr. Jiang was working on his computer when he put down his work and got up to have lunch with me.

He looked at the food on the table and said to me, "It's quite a feast."