The Secret of Second Marriage

Chapter 73 The In-Laws Deserve It

"Lili, don't worry. They can't buy it. I've already had my lawyer apply to the court to freeze my husband's assets. He can't even access the money in his WeChat account now."

I reckon this trip was all paid for by his mistress. Forget about looking at houses; even if he had money now, he couldn't afford it.

I can say this with great confidence.

Because I have already communicated with Attorney Chen, we will continue the lawsuit against the mistress after the New Year.

I won the first instance trial last time, but the mistress refused to comply and appealed on the last day. If I win the second instance trial, the mistress will have to pay the money, otherwise she will become a defaulter, and the court will enforce the seizure of her car and property.

I asked my sister-in-law, "Did you go back to your husband's family home for Chinese New Year this year?"

"No. Sister-in-law, since you're not going back for the New Year, I'm too lazy to go back either. My wife is in jail, and my husband is very sick. Xue Fan spends more than 1 yuan a month hiring a caregiver for him."

I heard that the vixen fired the nanny and made her mother take care of the old man for 1 yuan a month.

Her mother, in her forties, dressed up extravagantly every day, got her hair permed, and went out to meet her lover. She had no time for her old man. He soiled the bed, and his mistress wouldn't clean him up; instead, she scolded him, saying he was miserable!

My sister-in-law was gossiping with me, and suddenly exclaimed, "Sister-in-law, I think the old man deserved it. You're such a good daughter-in-law."

When the old man and woman were sick, you were the one who brought them tea and water and took care of them at the hospital.

I prepare fish, meat, and vegetables for them at every meal, along with fruit after meals. I also wash their clothes and clean their bodies.

Sometimes, when the elderly have trouble defecating, you help them empty their bowels. You, as their daughter-in-law, do all the work that your son does.

But the old man and woman still encouraged their son to go abroad and find a young and beautiful mistress. Now, karma has caught up with them.

One is in jail, the other is paralyzed at home and bullied every day—they deserve it!

When I heard this ending, I said calmly, "Yes, thankfully I've come to my senses and will no longer foolishly give to others."

From now on, anyone who takes care of their in-laws' bodily functions will be considered a mistress. The Xue family has nothing to do with me.

My sister-in-law said, "Sister-in-law, the people in our village back home have sharp eyes too. They're all laughing behind our backs, saying that the Xue family didn't appreciate such a good wife and had to bring a vixen into their home. The old folks are so immoral!"

Anyway, I don't want to go back to that house. My husband delivers food now, and I'm learning nail art and makeup. We'll open a shop in the city someday. Sister-in-law, if you get divorced and remarry, remember to ask me to do your bridal makeup!

"Having learned my lesson from one marriage, I'm not ready to go back into it. I'm not a love-struck fool. A second marriage is a matter for later. Right now, I just want to focus on my career."

I said with a wry smile.

After talking with my sister-in-law, I roughly understood the situation of my husband's family.

I was thinking that if I hadn't gotten divorced, I would probably be busy taking care of their whole family during this year's Spring Festival.

My husband is sick, and I'll probably be the one taking care of him, cleaning up his bodily waste. It makes me think about how I worked so hard for my husband's family for the past 10 years, and all I got in return was a kind word from them.

I hardened my heart.

Yang Yufei and my husband indeed failed to buy a house in Hong Kong.

Yang Yufei then got pregnant and seduced my husband to go there, wanting to buy a house. The houses there are not cheap; a single house can easily cost tens of millions.

She has a huge appetite.

But ever since my husband Xue Fan's affair went viral, the company has transferred him from his position as vice president to a subsidiary, and his job title has changed.

In previous years, people would fawn over my husband during the Spring Festival, coming to our door with gifts and addressing him as "President Xue" and asking for his help.

But this year, not a single person has come to our door, let alone brought my husband any money.

He wasn't well-off either.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the first day back to work, I wore a green down jacket, put my hair up in a retro and sophisticated style, wore a jade bracelet, wore high heels, carried a bag, and gracefully went out.

Mr. Jiang was waiting for me at the entrance of the residential area.

He canceled his morning meeting and took me to a hotel where a film crew was working for an interview.

The car was parked in the parking lot. He was dressed in a suit and led me upstairs. With a mature smile on his face, he said, "Man, go for the interview. The director is waiting for you upstairs. All I can do is introduce you. Whether you can close the deal is up to you."

Keep going, I believe in your abilities!

Mr. Jiang took me upstairs in the elevator and led me to the hotel conference room where the interview was held. He knocked on the door and said, "I'll see you off here. The rest is up to you. Don't be nervous. I believe in your experience; I'm sure you can land this role. Good luck!"

I gave an OK sign and pushed the door open to go inside.

When I went in, I saw three people sitting in the office, drinking tea and chatting.

The person sitting in the middle is director Zhang Zhiwei.

I introduced myself: "My name is Jiang Man, and I am a full-time housewife. Mr. Jiang recommended me here. I would like to audition for the role of Gu Qingqiu, the female lead in the short drama 'The Wife's Revenge'."

"Please sit over there for a moment, and we'll begin the interview shortly."

A woman in her forties, bright and elegant, wearing a red dress, looked me up and down and said...

She and two other people, who seemed to be professionals in the same field, discussed it for a while, gave me a test question, and then said while drinking tea: "Ms. Jiang, your image and temperament are very suitable for this role."

She has fair skin and a beautiful face, exuding a gentle and peaceful aura. But besides appearance, acting skills are also crucial.

If your acting skills aren't up to par, we wouldn't be entrusting such an important role to you, understand?

"Understand"

I nodded and said.

I'm a newcomer after all, and I didn't expect to be so lucky as to get the lead role in my first project.

Director Zhang said, "But you don't need to worry too much. Our crew is a professional crew. We rely on our skills and there are no unspoken rules."

Okay, here's a 10-minute performance. You'll play the role of a desperate housewife who discovers her husband is cheating on her with her best friend. Let's see your performance.

I took a deep breath, and at that moment I suddenly became very serious.

I put myself in the shoes of a wife who discovers her husband is having an affair with her best friend. I was shocked, my mind went blank, and every cell in my body felt a chill.

Then came despair, helplessness, and tears falling drop by drop onto the phone screen, blurring the whole world before my eyes.

A cold smile slowly crept onto my lips, my pale face carrying a captivating yet melancholic air.

I stared coldly at the intimate photos of my best friend and my husband on my phone, my breathing trembling more and more, my fingers shaking slightly. Suddenly, I murmured, "A man who has changed his heart is more terrifying than a ghost."

I was your full-time housewife for 10 years, only to be betrayed in return.

That so-called "growing old together" is just a joke I made up for myself.

I won't let you and your mistress get away with this...

card!

The director called "cut".

But I was crying so hard my eyes were red, my voice was hoarse, and I was heartbroken. I poured all my emotions and energy into it so that everyone present could feel the pain of my marital betrayal.

Director Zhang asked the person next to him how she was doing.

I overheard a director next to me say, "She has a kind face, regular features, and is a lady of high birth. The more you look at her, the more beautiful she becomes. She has a face that brings good fortune to her husband, I think..."

They discussed it for a while.

Director Zhang suddenly asked me, "You were introduced by President Jiang. What's your relationship with President Jiang?"

I didn't intend to hide anything, so I said truthfully: "Just friends."

Director Zhang said, "So what advantages do you think you have? You're already 30 years old, a full-time housewife, and have no acting experience."

"There are plenty of pretty young women in their twenties on the market now, why should we choose you?"

But I also felt a little resentful because I felt that the other person didn't take me seriously. It seemed like they were just gossiping about my relationship with President Jiang.

I stood up straight, choosing not to flatter the director, but speaking in a cool tone that exuded an aura that refused to be bullied: "Based on my experience, I think I'm very suitable for this role. First, I'm a housewife; second, I experienced emotional betrayal, so I can empathize with the female lead. Moreover, there are some details of a housewife's life that actors who have never been married or experienced marriage would find difficult to notice."

For example, adding a little perfume when doing laundry will leave the clothes with a light fragrance. Other examples include organizing and tidying up clothes, cooking, and mopping the floor.

Having been a full-time housewife for so many years, I have acquired many life skills.

Director Zhang noticed my composed yet confident demeanor, and his eyes showed more appreciation. After asking me a few questions, he told me to go back and wait for further notice.

When I walked out of the interview room, the sky outside was clear, and the warm winter sun felt especially comfortable on my face. Mr. Jiang was waiting for me in the hotel corridor.

He was dressed in a suit, looking mature and handsome. When he saw me come out, he didn't ask me about the details of the interview, but simply said to me, "Let's go, Man, I'll treat you to dinner."

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