After the divorce, my ex-husband's cousin tricked me into getting a marriage certificate.

Qi Mu'an looked surprised and asked Qiao Ran, "Is Mengmeng angry with me? Because of Xu Weiyan?"

Qiao Ran raised an eyebrow. "I can only say that this is part of the reason."

Qi Mu'an asked, puzzled, "Then what is the other reason?"

Qiao Ran raised her eyelids and looked at Qi Mu'an. "Big brother, I already said it before, you didn't listen to me. Mengmeng hopes to focus on work in the future, after all, relationships are unpredictable."

Qi Mu'an: "She said our relationship has undergone a major change?"

Qiao Ran: "She didn't say that. I said it. Brother, you and I are both divorced, so you should understand this better. You think Xu Weiyan loves you, but she's keeping a gigolo behind your back."

"From Mengmeng's perspective, she thought you loved her, but actually you still had feelings for Xu Weiyan. When you heard that she was sick and didn't have much time left, you became nervous and wavered."

"So instead of wasting time on this insecure relationship, it's better to work hard and earn money."

Qi Mu'an's face turned bright red with shame, and he tried to defend himself:

"I admit I was shocked when I heard Xu Weiyan say those things, but I don't forgive her just because she said those things, I..."

Qiao Ran chuckled, "Big brother, to put it bluntly, you love Mengmeng as much as she loves you. Because if you really loved Mengmeng, you definitely wouldn't let her be bothered by something like this."

"Xu Weiyan is your ex-wife, and you were each other's first love. You've been together since college. If Xu Weiyan hadn't betrayed you, would you have divorced her? No."

"Mengmeng doesn't dare to gamble because everyone can see that you still care about Xu Weiyan, which is why you keep delaying getting a marriage certificate with Mengmeng, isn't that right?"

“I hope you can think it over carefully before making a decision. Once you make a decision, don’t waver. Mengmeng is my sister, and I don’t want her to get hurt. Even if you are my husband’s older brother, it’s not okay.”

After Qiao Ran finished speaking, she turned and went to the restaurant.

Qi Muci stared at his brother for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "On this matter, I stand with Mengmeng. Big brother, you'd better watch yourself."

Qi Mu'an looked at his younger brother, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

Qiao Ran had just entered the restaurant when Qi Muci followed her in. As he walked in, he called out to the butler, "Uncle Yang, let's eat."

Uncle Yang glanced at Qi Mu'an, who had followed him in, responded, and turned to go to the kitchen to get the dishes.

Aunt Lin brought over a plate of sweet and sour pork and placed it in front of Qiao Ran.

She said sadly, "This is Miss Zhao's favorite sweet and sour pork. She can't cook, so we'll have to eat takeout from now on. But takeout doesn't taste as good as what we make ourselves. Madam, will Miss Zhao ever come back?"

Qiao Ran glanced at Qi Mu'an and deliberately replied to Aunt Lin, "Aunt Lin, whether Mengmeng comes back or not doesn't depend on Mengmeng, but on someone's attitude. You understand what I mean, right?"

Aunt Lin glanced at Qi Mu'an with a look of dissatisfaction.

Qi Mu'an chuckled dryly, "Sister Lin, take this plate of sweet and sour pork away and pack it up. I'll send it to Mengmeng later."

Aunt Lin looked at Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran nodded slightly.

Aunt Lin took the sweet and sour pork back to the kitchen.

Once all the dishes were served, everyone lowered their heads to eat and stopped talking.

"I'm done eating, you guys take your time. I'll take Mengmeng's food." Qi Mu'an ate a few bites and then got up to go to the kitchen to find Aunt Lin and ask her for the packed food.

Aunt Lin made two more dishes for Zhao Mengmeng, making a total of three dishes and a soup.

She handed the takeout bag to Qi Mu'an and explained, "Miss Zhao doesn't eat staple food, so I prepared three dishes and a soup for her. Chairman Qi, we shouldn't be interrupting, but Miss Zhao is really a good girl."

"You must bring her back, otherwise you will definitely regret it later."

"Sister Lin, I know, I'm leaving." Qi Mu'an carried the food and left.

Zhao Mengmeng moved home in the morning and has been tidying up and cleaning ever since.

She didn't call a housekeeper, deliberately using housework to distract herself.

By the time we finished cleaning up, it was already noon.

She turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower, planning to go downstairs to buy a sandwich or something to fill her stomach after showering.

When she moved back to her own small apartment, what she missed most was the food cooked by Aunt Lin.

I've gotten used to the food there, and now that there's nothing to eat, it's really upsetting.

After Zhao Mengmeng finished showering, she heard the doorbell ring and went to check the peephole in her bathrobe.

As a result, they found Qi Mu'an standing at the door.

She thought for a moment, then opened the door and asked irritably, "What are you doing here?"

Qi Mu'an glanced at Zhao Mengmeng's clothes and smelled a faint floral scent of shower gel. He squeezed into the room and asked, "Just finished showering? Why are you showering at this time?"

When Zhao Mengmeng saw Qi Mu'an brazenly squeeze in, she quickly closed the door. "Qi Mu'an, did I say you could come in? Take off your shoes, I've been cleaning all morning."

Qi Mu'an placed the things he had brought on the table in the entryway and obediently bent down to change into slippers. "Why didn't you call a cleaning service?"

Zhao Mengmeng rolled her eyes. "Mind your own business."

Qi Mu'an changed into slippers, straightened up, pulled the person into his arms, and asked with a smile, "Still angry?"

Zhao Mengmeng turned her face away and remained silent.

Qi Mu'an smiled and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."

Zhao Mengmeng glared angrily at Qi Mu'an, pushed him aside, and walked into the house. "I'm going out to eat. You can leave now."

Qi Mu'an picked up the bag that was placed on the entryway and walked towards the dining table on his own.

Qi Mu'an: "Wouldn't it be a waste for the sweet and sour pork that Aunt Lin prepared for you? I only ate a few bites before rushing to bring it to you so that you could have a hot meal."

Upon hearing the name "Guobaorou" (sweet and sour pork), Zhao Mengmeng couldn't help but swallow hard, then walked over and snatched the insulated bag.

She shouldn't bother with food.

Qi Mu'an laughed, "Little glutton, you like sweet and sour pork that much?"

Zhao Mengmeng ignored Qi Mu'an and took out all the dishes and placed them on the table.

Besides sweet and sour pork, there was also boiled beef, vegetable salad, and a large bowl of chicken soup.

Qi Mu'an: "Aunt Lin said you don't eat staple food. You don't have to film recently, so why don't you eat some staple food? Not eating staple food for a long time is bad for your health. You must eat properly, you know?"

Zhao Mengmeng picked up her chopsticks and sat down. "What's it to you? Who are you to me? Is it any of your business?"

"Give me some too, I only ate two bites before coming over," Qi Mu'an said, taking a pair of chopsticks and sitting down to eat as well.

He smiled at Zhao Mengmeng, "Okay, I was wrong, don't be angry. I promise I will be careful about my interactions with any men in the future, especially Xu Weiyan. I really haven't wavered, believe me, okay?"

Zhao Mengmeng was about to pick up the sweet and sour pork when she paused. "Trust isn't something you can just talk about. You know what you're thinking, and I know it too. Let's both calm down for a while."

"You should think carefully about what you want, and I should also think carefully about what I want."

Qi Mu'an lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Okay, then you can stay here for now. I'll find you a housekeeper later, and she can take care of the housework."

“I don’t need it,” Zhao Mengmeng said, raising her eyelids to look at Qi Mu’an with a straight face. “I’ve already accepted a variety show, and I’ll be joining the crew the day after tomorrow. It’ll be filming for a month, so I’ll be leaving the day after tomorrow.”

Qi Mu'an asked in surprise, "What variety show? Where are we going?"