The Secret of Second Marriage

I sighed. I desperately hoped that what Mr. Jiang said was true, but I had already been hurt badly by my ex-husband once, and I dared not gamble on this extremely slim possibility.

After we finished eating hot pot, it was still early, so Mr. Jiang took me for a stroll on the bustling pedestrian street of the mall.

The pedestrian street features drones, light shows, and various street performances.

There were a lot of people going shopping after dinner.

Mr. Jiang and I strolled along the pedestrian street. He walked beside me the whole time, looking at the dazzling array of shops and restaurants along the way.

In order to attract tourists, all of Beijing's commercial streets have been transformed into traditional courtyard houses, hutongs, or antique-style commercial areas resembling the archways of princely mansions.

There are many century-old pastry shops and snack restaurants along the roadside.

We saw a flower shop while we were shopping.

This flower shop is located in a very inconspicuous corner of the street. There is a flower bed at the entrance, with a few bamboo stalks and various kinds of roses planted in it.

A cat was curled up by the door.

I suddenly remembered that Mr. Jiang and I adopted that little orange cat.

I asked him, "How is Little Orange doing now?"

"Yes, I feed it canned food and milk every day, and it's very lively now."

President Jiang said.

We went to the flower shop for a stroll while we were talking.

I bought a bouquet of pink oriental lilies.

As Mr. Jiang and I were leaving the flower shop, a food delivery vehicle suddenly rushed towards us and almost hit me.

"Man, be careful."

Mr. Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted as if it were in his throat. At the same time, he instinctively hugged me and pulled me into his arms, protecting my head with one hand and gently holding my waist with the other.

Even so, the delivery vehicle still bumped into my arm.

I was startled, and my arm was bruised and sore from the impact...

The delivery vehicle also flew more than ten meters away with a bang, unable to brake in time, and crashed to the ground with a thud.

At that moment, I felt as if the wind outside had stopped. I was held tightly in President Jiang's arms, listening to his heart pounding wildly... thump thump thump thump.

"Are you injured? Does anything hurt?"

Mr. Jiang immediately looked at me nervously.

I shook my head and said, "My arm hurts a little, but everything else is fine."

"Are you alright?"

I asked him.

Because President Jiang had just shielded me in his arms, the delivery truck must have hit him as it passed by us.

President Jiang was very angry.

After making sure I was alright, he helped me sit on the steps next to him, then strode over, grabbed the deliveryman's shirt, and said with red eyes, "Do you know my wife is pregnant? Do you know you almost bumped into her!"

"I'm sorry, sir. I was just in a hurry because I had an order to rush, so I ran a little faster. I didn't mean to."

The deliveryman immediately said apologetically.

"Say it again, you were clearly speeding just now, are you out of your mind? Let me tell you, if anything happens to my wife, I won't let you off the hook."

President Jiang spoke coldly, with a tone that carried both warning and forceful defense of me: "She's my wife, and she's carrying my child. She's the woman I love most in this world! Do you understand?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I really know I was wrong."

The deliveryman said in a low voice.

I went over to Mr. Jiang and said, "Never mind, I should be fine. Let's go back first." I knew Mr. Jiang rarely lost his temper with others; the reason he was angry this time was because he almost bumped into me.

The delivery guy came over and apologized to me.

President Jiang's anger was still surging; he was genuinely afraid that something might happen to me.

Having known him for so long, I've always seen President Jiang as an elegant and refined person. This is the first time he's publicly lost his temper like an ordinary person in a game.