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"What are you laughing at?" Lu Bozhou also glanced at the red booklet in his hand.

Seeing her unsmiling face in the photo, and then hearing her soft laughter now.

"Why weren't you smiling just now?" Lu Bozhou frowned.

Jiang Mian glanced at him sideways, "Did you smile when you got married for the first time, Mr. Lu?"

Jiang Mian knew she was being quite pathetic, so why was she getting angry with herself?

But thinking back to how I came with such love and joy when I registered our marriage, I realize how much I loved him back then.

He didn't even give a smile!

Now that he's married to his nanny, a smile has appeared on his face.

It's ridiculous.

This matter made Jiang Mian laugh even more than getting her marriage certificate today.

Lu Bozhou's face instantly darkened.

His face rarely showed much emotion, making it difficult to discern his true feelings.

But Jiang Mian knew him well enough to quickly read his emotions from his expression.

Her words had clearly displeased him.

Lu Bozhou strode ahead.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and followed.

The secretary was still waiting for them outside.

"Congratulations to the boss and his wife."

"Thank you," Jiang Mian said softly.

She couldn't help but look around, but couldn't see Jiang Yu anywhere.

Thinking about the punch Jiang Yu had taken earlier, he couldn't help but feel a little upset.

The secretary wasn't as perceptive as Song Xun, so she didn't notice that the atmosphere between the two was a bit off.

He then said, "Boss, I've booked the hotel restaurant and honeymoon suite. You and your wife can go celebrate..."

Before the secretary could finish speaking, Lu Bozhou coldly interrupted her, "Don't bother me. I'll go to the company; you take her home."

After the man finished speaking, he turned and left, his tall and straight back showing no hesitation.

Didn't even look at her.

Watching Lu Bozhou drive away quickly.

The secretary smiled at Jiang Mian with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"I'm sorry, madam..."

Jiang Mian smiled gently at him.

This awkwardness and embarrassment were accompanied by a look and expression that seemed to subtly carry a hint of pity.

I've seen plenty of ginger and cotton.

When she was still Jiang Mian, the people working under Lu Bozhou would often give her that kind of look.

Sorry, ma'am, the boss is not here.

Sorry, ma'am, the boss is busy.

I'm sorry, ma'am...

It used to hurt, but now? I'm probably numb to it by now.

"Thank you for your trouble." Jiang Mian smiled faintly.

Besides the driver, there was also a man in a suit in the secretary's car, presumably the lawyer who had come along.

Upon seeing her, the lawyer's expression became somewhat awkward.

“Uh, madam.”

"Sorry to bother you." Jiang Mian got into the back seat of the car.

It quickly drove out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Jiang Mian could tell that the route was heading towards the mansion.

"Has Little Stone returned?"

"Not yet, the young master is at his grandparents' house today," the secretary replied.

Jiang Mian paused.

That home had long lost its original appeal to her, and she spent every day there.

They were all reminiscing about the grievances and pain of their past lives.

If it weren't for her son, she wouldn't want to go back at all.

"...I just heard you say that you booked a hotel restaurant and a honeymoon suite?" Jiang Mian asked.

"Yes."

"Can I go?"

"What?" The secretary seemed a little confused by Jiang Mian's words.

Jiang Mian asked again, "Can I go? To the hotel and the suite?"

The secretary nodded. "Of course."

Anyway, the order has already been placed.

Jiang Mian smiled and said, "Then, please take me there."

The driver quickly turned around and headed towards the hotel.

The hotel's private room was beautifully decorated, complete with roses, cakes, and red wine.

Jiang Mian sat alone inside, feeling somewhat ridiculous.

She thought for a moment, then made a phone call.

Half an hour later.

Gong Yan frowned and sat down opposite her. "You specifically asked me to come out just for a candlelight dinner?"

Gong Yan looked up and saw the woman sitting opposite her, her smile charming and cute.

"Want some?" Jiang Mian asked her with a smile.

Gong Yan clicked her tongue. "Why not eat? You don't even need to think about it. It's definitely that bastard Lu Bozhou who's paying for it."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Yes, we got our marriage certificate, and the secretary is coming to celebrate with us."

Despite already knowing Jiang Mian's purpose, when he actually heard Jiang Mian's elaborate scheme, he still jumped into that deep pit called Lu Bozhou.

Gong Yan couldn't help but frown.

"And what about him?" Gong Yan asked.

Jiang Mian didn't answer, she just smiled.

Gong Yan clicked her tongue, "A leopard can't change its spots."

Jiang Mian looked up and glared at her, "Are you insulting me?"

“You’re cursing him!” Gong Yan clicked her tongue and added, “But it seems you know what kind of stuff you used to ‘eat’.”

"Let's not talk about those unhappy things. Let's serve the food; don't you like the food at this hotel?"

Jiang Mian smiled and said, "I'll let you in on a little secret: there are honeymoon suites booked upstairs. We can go upstairs and take a look after we finish eating."

Gong Yan gave a helpless laugh. "You."

Even during the meal, Gong Yan wasn't idle. She reached out to Jiang Mian and tapped her fingers lightly on the table, saying, "Let me see."

"What?" Jiang Mian was taken aback.

“With Lu Bozhou’s net worth, how could he just get a marriage certificate with you? Let me see what kind of agreement he made you sign.”

Gong Yan glanced at her and said, "Let me see if he sold you out in the terms."

As Jiang Mian's close friend, Gong Yan should have been worried.

But after learning about Jiang Mian's background, she wasn't worried at all.

Aside from being young and beautiful, this body is utterly useless.

A gambling father, a cowardly mother, a teenage brother, and a broken woman.

Jiang Mian handed the file folder from her bag to Gong Yan.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, the secretary gave her this file bag.

Inside were their prenuptial agreement and a confidentiality agreement that Jiang Mian had previously signed, stipulating that she would keep Lu Bozhou's business secrets confidential.

And Jiang Mian's marriage certificate.

Gong Yan didn't take out the agreements first, but instead took out the marriage certificate to look at.

See the photo above.

Gong Yan's gaze paused for a moment.

Jiang Mian noticed her gaze.

Knowing that Gong Yan hated Lu Bozhou to death, she said, "The documents are below."

But Gong Yan did not put down the marriage certificate in her hand.

“You used to bring your marriage certificate to show me, all smiles,” Gong Yan said.

Hearing this, Jiang Mian smiled shyly, "I was love-struck back then..."

Gong Yan sighed softly, "There was only one person smiling in the photo back then. I don't know what you were laughing about, acting like you didn't even feel the pain of your injury."

Jiang Mian lowered her head and gently poked the fish in the bowl with her chopsticks to make sure there were no fish bones left.

Then he placed the small bowl in front of Gong Yan, saying, "You won't be so silly now."

As Gong Yan lowered her head to eat the fish, her peripheral vision caught sight of the marriage certificate again.

In the photo, Mianmian didn't smile as brightly and happily as she did when she married him last time.

But the man in the photo didn't have the same expressionless face as last time.

Looking at the curve of the man's lips in the photo, Gong Yan thought that fortunes really do change.

It's his turn to suffer.