The Secret of Second Marriage

I think I should confront that mistress directly.

My husband's company is a listed company in Beijing that deals in cross-border financial trade and ranks among the top 100.

He was a senior executive in the branch office, in charge of finance, so you could say he had some power in the company.

I went to my husband's workplace and straightened my clothes.

The receptionist I saw this time was different; she was a pretty young woman I didn't recognize.

When she asked me why I had come, I told her that I was Director Xue's wife.

The receptionist was very understanding and asked if I wanted to notify my husband.

I told her it wasn't necessary, I would just go directly there.

The receptionist glanced at me, seemingly casually, as if she were watching a spectacle unfold.

I went straight in and found my husband's office.

When I arrived outside his office, I discovered that his former male assistant had been replaced by a beautiful woman.

That beautiful woman is the mistress I met last time. Her office is right outside my husband's office, which is really convenient for them to have an affair.

Because when I got to my husband's office, I had to pass by the mistress's workstation.

She seemed a little surprised when she saw me come in and asked, "Ma'am, who are you asking for? Do you have an appointment?"

When I got close to her, I smelled a faint perfume scent, jasmine.

That's right.

It smells exactly like the perfume my husband wears.

I took a closer look at her attire; she did indeed look pitiful, with big eyes, a small nose, a small face, moist skin, long straight black hair, and wearing a light blue work uniform.

Her name tag reads "Yang Yufei".

I smiled knowingly and said, "I'm Director Xue's wife." Then I deliberately asked, "Is he in his office?"

Hearing my answer, the mistress paused for a moment, but quickly regained her composure, pointed to my husband's office door and said, "Oh, he's here, you can go in."

I said, "I'm not looking for him today, I'm looking for you, Miss Yang."

As soon as I said that, everyone in the office looked over.

A hint of panic flickered across Yang Yufei's fair face as she asked softly, "Mrs. Xue, is there something you need?"

She looked completely innocent and pure.

I smiled and said, "Can we talk?"

Yang Yufei froze, and subconsciously looked towards my husband's office door, hoping that my husband would come out and help her out of the predicament.

She seemed surprised that I, the official wife, would suddenly appear, and that I would talk to her.

I smiled calmly and said gently, "Let's go."

Yang Yufei stood at her office seat with her head slightly lowered, looking aggrieved, as if she had been bullied.

I suspect someone tipped off my husband.

Hearing the commotion outside, my husband opened the office door and came out.

He had already taken off his suit and was wearing a shirt and tie, looking every bit the elite.

He was very surprised to see me come to the company, and then glanced at Yang Yufei, who was standing there looking aggrieved.

He strode towards me and said, "Honey, what brings you here?"

"Can't I come and see your new secretary?"

I say.

My husband was indeed having an affair with this secretary. His first reaction was to protect his mistress. He took my hand and whispered, "Wife, Yufei is a good girl."

Stop being so suspicious all the time. Here's what we'll do: you go home first, and we can talk about it there.

Although he greeted me with a gentle expression, I could still see the displeasure hidden beneath his calm exterior.

His eyes kept glancing at the mistress.

At this moment, he was more concerned about the mistress.

I took a deep look at him. He was wearing a high-quality shirt that I had ironed for him, a silver-gray tie, and he had a calm and handsome demeanor.

His face no longer has the vigor of his youth, but the years have given him the aloofness and presence of a mature man in his thirties.

His facial features also became more resolute and handsome.

He has grown from a naive and down-on-his-luck teenager into a wise and handsome business elite.

But his heart already belonged to his mistress.

I said, "I'm not here to see you today; I'm here to see her. Honey, I'd like to speak with your secretary alone."

"Honey, stop fooling around. This is a workplace, not a place to chat. If there's nothing else, you should go home!"

My husband didn't expect me to make this request, and he frowned as he spoke.

I suddenly smiled, then walked straight up to the mistress and slapped her hard across the face.

Snapped!

Her face turned red from the slap.

I said, "You're so young, what couldn't you do? Be someone's mistress. Don't you know your boss, Mr. Xue, has a wife?"

Yang Yufei cried.

My husband was furious. He came over and yelled at me, "Jiang Man, you've gone too far!"

I didn't cry, I didn't make a scene, I just calmly said to my husband, "Xue Fan, grant her leave. I'll invite her to a nearby coffee shop. Unless, of course, you want to make a big scene and become a laughingstock for everyone!"

My husband thought for a moment and realized that a public coffee shop is a public place, so I probably wouldn't do anything to hurt the other woman.

He said, "I'll stay with you."

"no"

I said, "I'll settle your score with you later. I'm just here to see Miss Yang today."

My husband has always been very concerned about his image.

He also couldn't stand his subordinates constantly prying into his private life.

He nodded in approval and asked Yang Yufei to come to the coffee shop with me to talk.

The two of us women went to the coffee shop.

After I sat down, I drank my coffee and ordered a glass of milk for my mistress.

Seeing that she was so young and had just entered the workforce, I said to her, "You've just graduated from university and you're already becoming a rich man's mistress? Don't you know that's a shameful thing to do?"

Yang Yufei, completely abandoning her pitiful demeanor in front of me, suddenly raised her head and looked at me with hostility: "Sister, it's because you're incapable of capturing a man's heart! I'm younger than you, prettier than you, and have a better figure than you! Why can you marry a successful man like President Xue! Why can't I?"

I was taken aback.

I originally thought this mistress seemed quite ladylike, and perhaps even had a sense of shame.

But to my surprise, she didn't even bother to pretend in front of me.

What a green tea bitch!

I cut to the chase and said, "My husband must have spent a lot of money on you, right?"

"Sis, Mr. Xue said he loves me and he's willingly spending money on me. He said he loathes his wife. He complains that you're like a dead fish in bed, hates that you always dress like you're sexually frigid, and resents that you'd rather die than have a second child..."

Lin Yufei blinked and said.

I listened to her story with a smile, then took out a recorder and said to her, "So, you have absolutely no sense of morality. But our society still needs to uphold public order and good customs."

Guess what? I sent your conversation today to the HR email. Will you be fired tomorrow?

She's still young, but in the finance industry, if you don't expose it, everyone will pretend they don't know. But once it's out in the open, her reputation as a mistress will be ruined.

Lin Yufei was stunned when she saw my recording.

I heard footsteps outside the coffee shop and caught a glimpse of a dark figure out of the corner of my eye. My husband had arrived at that moment.

I think the mistress probably saw it too.

She immediately stood up, crying uncontrollably, "Sister, I don't know what happened? I really didn't mean to... Waaah, I'm so sorry, I ruined your marriage!"

I'm leaving! I'm packing my things and going back to my hometown tomorrow. Even if my mom scolds me, my dad beats me, and my brother abuses me, I'm leaving tomorrow. Don't worry, I won't break up your marriage. Waaaaah…”

Seeing this, my husband came over, put his arm around the mistress, and said to me, "Have you made enough of a scene?"

I hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xue Fan, let's get a divorce!"

My husband hesitated when he heard those seven words.

He said, "Where did you hear these rumors? Ms. Yang and I are just ordinary colleagues. Come home with me."