The Secret of Second Marriage

I originally intended to go back to my own home.

But then I suddenly thought of President Jiang. We've been in a cold war for over half a month. If this continues, I'm afraid we'll really break up.

I thought about it, and realized that he had always been the one to back down and give in so many times before, so this time I should be the one to back down and give in.

I took a deep breath and told the driver, "Go to No. ×××, Jingbei Road."

This address is Jiang Zemin's residence, located in one of Beijing's top high-rise buildings, a top-tier luxury community where land is extremely valuable. The community includes a golf course, a park, and Swan Lake.

When I had nowhere else to go, I lived with President Jiang in that place.

When we arrived at the villa, the security guard recognized me as Mr. Jiang's girlfriend and quickly let us drive in.

The driver parked the car in the underground parking lot of the villa area. I got out of the car and said to the driver, "Uncle, you can go and rest now."

"Miss, I'll stay at the hotel across from the villa. Just let me know if you need a car tomorrow morning."

Uncle Geng, the driver, said to me with utmost loyalty.

"it is good"

I nodded, then went upstairs, still quite drunk. I unlocked the door with my fingerprint, and with a ding, it opened.

The room was pitch black. I turned on the light and saw that the succulents, roses, and various green plants on the balcony were still lush and green. It must have been cleaned and watered by a housekeeper every day.

I went to check the refrigerator, and it was completely empty, there was nothing inside... The kitchen was also spotless and meticulous, without a trace of having been used.

It's clear that President Jiang hasn't been to this house for quite some time.

He is the owner of the Jiang Group, with a net worth of hundreds of billions and real estate properties all over the world, so he has no shortage of housing.

I settled into the house, and for the next week or so, every day after get off work I hoped that when I came home, a light would be on in the room, waiting for me to return late at night.

But my hopes were dashed.

When President Jiang disappeared from my life, the next time I saw news about him was when he attended the shareholders' meeting of the Jiang Group with his confidante, a young woman. As he had planned, the young woman gave him all the shares she had.

With over 50% of the shares, President Jiang crushed all the investors and became the undisputed leader of the Jiang Group.

He hated his uncle, who was vying for power, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Tears streamed down my face. Was Mr. Jiang just teasing me? Were all those words about loving me false? Were all those words about marrying me lies?

I accepted his proposal, but at the happiest moment of my life, he told me he wasn't going to get married.

My heart was stunned at that moment. I deeply reminded myself that President Jiang had never changed. He acted so well, so affectionately, and so considerate in front of me, but whenever he faced a critical moment in his career, he would abandon me without hesitation.

This time it's all about the shares held by that young girl. I've had enough of this man, enough of this kind of life.

I sent a message to Mr. Jiang saying, "I've moved out of the house, and I'll have someone return the room key to you."

Besides the password, there were two keyless entry keys in the room, one for the security guard and one for the security door. When I got the key, Mr. Jiang told me that I would be the only female head of this household from now on.

Now I feel like everything in the past was a dream.

Now it's time to wake up from this dream. After getting off work again, I didn't wait for Mr. Jiang anymore. Instead, I took out my suitcase and started packing my clothes one by one. In the end, I didn't take the diamond necklace worth tens of millions that Mr. Jiang had given me, as well as the designer bags, clothes, and shoes.

The only thing I took with me was a small, cute amulet, which General Jiang had gotten for me when he went up the mountain. I put it in my bag and took it with me.

Goodbye, President Jiang!