The Secret of Second Marriage

My husband and his mistress's faces turned pale instantly.

They looked at each other and realized that something terrible was about to happen.

I gave a cold laugh, thinking I had done everything perfectly. All the money my husband transferred to his mistress came from my mother-in-law.

The reason given for transferring the money was that my father-in-law was sick and incurred debts, and the money was to pay off the family's debts. In reality, the money all went into the mistress's pocket.

If my sister-in-law hadn't gotten hold of my mother-in-law's phone, she wouldn't have given me all those transfer records and chat logs.

I have no chance of winning this lawsuit today.

The opposing lawyer also wanted to argue that the documents provided were fake.

But my lawyer refuted his statement.

The evidence we provide can be authenticated by a third party in the court.

The judge asked my husband, "Are these chat logs authentic?"

My husband is hesitant.

The judge said, "If you lie, you risk going to jail."

My husband then nodded.

He's not stupid; he knows the consequences of perjury in court. If he gets arrested and loses his job, he'll be completely finished.

This time, the court ruled in my favor.

The court ruled that the mistress should return the couple's joint property, totaling more than 700 million yuan.

I really didn't expect that in just three short years, my husband would spend so much money on his mistress.

When my lawyer and I walked out of the courthouse, my husband's hypocrisy was completely exposed.

He was grimacing as he spoke, and then he rushed over to confront me in a fit of rage.

"Jiang Man!!!"

"I really didn't expect you to get that evidence. You're such a cunning woman. Even if it means mutual destruction, I won't let you take so much of my money!!!"

Don't think you're so clean. You're flirting with that guy surnamed Shen and having an ambiguous relationship with your boss.

"You dare mess with me? Sooner or later I'll make you wish you were dead!"

At that moment, President Jiang grabbed me.

To my surprise, he also came to court today to attend the verdict. The verdict had just ended, and he had been waiting for me at the courthouse entrance.

At that moment, my husband's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he wanted to devour me.

I finally realized just how terrifying my bed partner really is.

He became more and more agitated as he spoke.

But General Manager Jiang stood in front of me and said to my husband, "Stay away from her."

My husband gritted his teeth and glared at us fiercely.

President Jiang appeared at the courthouse entrance today with several bodyguards.

He pulled me into the car and drove me back to the company.

Finally, I said, "Thank you."

President Jiang slowly reached out and gently brushed aside the bangs in front of me, saying, "Don't be so polite with me."

He said, "I quite like you..."

"What?"

My eyes widened slightly, and I looked at him with some surprise.

President Jiang smiled and drove me to a restaurant for lunch.

He said, "Are you lonely? Do you want me to keep you company tonight?"

They were all adult men and women; I was shocked.

President Jiang said, "I want to be with you."

I quickly declined: "President Jiang, I just want to focus on my work. I wasn't thinking about that much."

After that meal, I went back to my office, and I was anxious all day.

I can't quite put my finger on what I'm worried about, but I always feel that infidelity during marriage is quite dangerous.

I went to work the next day.

Attorney Xu told me, "We won the case. I have applied to the court for a deadline. If the mistress does not return the marital property by the deadline, we can take the judgment and confront her."

If all else fails, I can apply to the court for enforcement.

"Yes, thank you, Attorney Xu."

I say.

Attorney Xu is a very strong, rational, and reliable woman.

I took a deep breath and posted the court's judgment on my WeChat Moments.

Now everyone knows why my husband cheated on me.

I also included a letter in my husband's company's complaint letter, along with today's judgment. After sending it to their email, I felt much better.

A marriage in complete chaos.

I don't want my husband to have an easy time either.

I'm not some magnanimous woman; I'm just a petty, vengeful bad woman.

I want my husband to pay the price.

When Sister Juan saw that I had won the divorce case, she sent me a message on WeChat, saying that I was really amazing and that I had made my ex-wife proud.

I said, "Juan, thank you for supporting me during my most difficult time."

Sister Juan replied: "Don't be so polite with me."

There are still good people in this world, just like Sister Juan.

I told Sister Juan that the mistress runs a yoga studio downstairs from our workplace and has been acting arrogantly on several occasions.

Sister Juan said, "Man, I saw the conversation you posted about that mistress on Douyin. I've never seen such a shameless woman!"

I said, "I've already received the judgment. I just dealt with the scumbag, now it's time to deal with the mistress."

"Juan, are you free at 2:30 this afternoon? If not, come to the coffee shop across from our company. It's on me, and I'll take you to see a good show."

"Sure, I don't have anything planned for today anyway. This afternoon I'll invite all my girlfriends from the wealthy wives' circle to have tea at the coffee shop across from your company. We'll see just how shameless that mistress really is."

Sister Juan said.

I chuckled: "I've been wanting to teach her a lesson for a while now. I came over this afternoon to watch the show."

After making arrangements with my best friend, I contacted a band in our city that played drums and did square dancing with banners, and gave each of them 200 yuan.

Tell them to go to the yoga studio owned by the mistress in the afternoon and put on a performance with banners at the entrance.

This banner was printed by someone I had personally arranged; it's a huge red banner that reads "The Yang Family Has a Daughter."

Presented to Ms. Yang.

Interfering in someone else's marriage violates public order and good morals.

Below is another line of text: "Black-boned chicken has no nutritional value, bring two turtles instead."

Not only that, I'm also going to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Having done all that, I feel much better.

I'm wondering why I've become a foolish woman again, only knowing how to give and not how to plan for myself.

She deserves to be bullied to this extent by that scumbag.

I don't want to love anyone anymore; I just want to love myself.

I'll settle any scores I have. If they won't let me have an easy time, I won't let them have an easy time either.

I suddenly realized that I had changed.

My heart has hardened.

In the afternoon, I made myself a cup of coffee and prepared some snacks, waiting for the show to begin.

Around 2 p.m., the winter sun shone on the glass building, which felt warm but mostly cool.

Sister Juan arrived with a group of wealthy housewives, while people at Starbucks downstairs watched the spectacle.

I also went downstairs with my phone and took a lot of footage.

The band I hired arrived with drums and gongs. Although they were all retired elderly men and women, they were dressed in a very festive manner. They sang, danced, and played drums and other music, and escorted the banner for the mistress to her shop door.

There were a few other customers in the shop who wanted to sign up for yoga classes.

They heard that the shop owner was a mistress, so they got a refund.

A large crowd gathered at the entrance to watch the spectacle.

Now everyone in the neighborhood knows that Yang Yufei is a homewrecker who interfered in someone else's marriage.

"No wonder she can open a shop in such a bustling place despite her young age."

"Dressed in designer clothes, but she's just a prostitute. How shameless."

Yang Yufei was so angry that she called the police on the spot.

When the police arrived, I showed them the judgment to prove that she was indeed the other woman.

Sister Juan, accompanied by a group of wealthy women, came out to support me, saying, "If you're selling yourself, aren't you afraid of what others will say? When you were seducing other women's husbands and emptying their joint assets, where was your shame?"

Yang Yufei glared at me fiercely: "Jiang Man, I'll remember you."