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

After Qiao Ran finished speaking, she glared angrily at Lin Mengchuan again, then turned and left.

Song Yuhe was stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses. She chased after Qiao Ran while cursing, "Qiao Ran, you come back here! You brat, you've gone too far! I carried you for ten months and raised you all these years. Now that you've grown up, you've turned your back on me!"

Qiao Ran was waiting for the elevator when Song Yuhe rushed over to grab her, but her son Qiao Baocheng pulled her back. "Mom, let's talk this out. Aren't you afraid the neighbors will laugh at you for yelling like that?"

"Ranran, really, Mom is doing this for your own good. How can you just say you're cutting ties with her like that?"

Lin Mengchuan also came out and watched coldly.

Qiao Ran gave a mocking smile. "Qiao Baocheng, stop pretending. You and Mom are two peas in a pod. Don't think I don't know what you're plotting. Let me tell you, I won't be as stupid as before and let the two of you scheme against me."

Song Yuhe was so angry that her face turned red. She said to her son, "Baocheng, listen to what she's saying! She actually accused us of plotting against her. Let me tell you, Qiao Ran, if it weren't for me, would you be in this situation today?"

“You’re right. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be where I am today.” Qiao Ran raised an eyebrow at Lin Mengchuan. “Lin Mengchuan, did you hear that? If she hadn’t forced me to marry you, I wouldn’t be being trampled on like this by you!”

Song Yuhe nearly fainted. "Qiao Ran, what nonsense are you spouting! Meng Chuan just slept with your sister and got her pregnant, and you're still arguing like this?"

Standing to the side, Lin Mengchuan's face was dark and sour: ...

Qiao Ran glanced at the neighbor auntie who was eavesdropping behind the door crack, and shouted with a smile, "Auntie Niu, did you hear what my mom said? Come out and judge for me, my husband slept with my childhood friend and got her pregnant."

"My mom actually said it's no big deal and told me to just swallow my anger and keep going. Aunt Niu, do you think I can live like this?"

The woman who was called out went all out. She opened the door and gave Lin Mengchuan a disdainful look. "You look like a respectable young man, but I never expected you to do such despicable things. You have such a beautiful wife at home, yet you still go out and fool around."

"And you, Song Yuhe, was your daughter picked up from a trash can?"

Song Yuhe's face flushed red and then turned pale. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Aunt Niu pouted, "Then why did you treat your daughter like that? If it were my son-in-law who went out and messed around, and got another woman pregnant, I would definitely castrate him myself and make my daughter divorce him and come home."

Lin Mengchuan's throat bobbed; he wanted to leave, but dared not move.

Qiao Ran looked at Song Yuhe, "Did you hear that? This is what a normal mother thinks."

Song Yuhe glared at Aunt Niu, "You make it sound so easy. I think you're just jealous of our son-in-law's wealth, that's why you said that on purpose. If my daughter really gets divorced, you'll definitely be there laughing at us."

Aunt Niu shook her head and sighed, then turned to Qiao Ran and said, "Girl, don't listen to your mother. I trust you have your own judgment. Remember, don't wrong yourself. There are plenty of men in this world, don't hang yourself on one tree."

"Thank you, ma'am, that's what I was thinking too," Qiao Ran said. The elevator arrived, and she stepped inside and pressed the close button.

Song Yuhe tried to stop him, but her son held her back. "Mom, do you want the whole neighborhood to know about this?"

Song Yuhe: "I know, I know. I'm telling you, Qiao Baocheng, why didn't you stop your sister? Why did you let her leave like that? Meng Chuan is still waiting here."

Seeing that he had found an opportunity, Lin Mengchuan quickly said, "Mom, I have things to do at the company, I have to go back."

Qiao Baocheng: "Brother-in-law, you go ahead and do your work. My sister is actually a soft-hearted person. I'll go find her and have a good talk with her after she calms down, and try to persuade her."

Lin Mengchuan glanced at Aunt Niu and quickly left.

Aunt Niu rolled her eyes in disgust, turned around, went inside, and slammed the door shut.

Qiao Ran drove home and saw several pairs of shoes, both men's and women's, placed in the entryway.

Dingding darted out from the living room, laughing and calling out, "Ranran, you're back! Where have you been? Brother Qi said your stomach wasn't feeling well. Why aren't you resting at home?"

Qiao Ran changed into slippers, avoiding Ding Ding's gaze, and said, "I went back to my mom's."

Sharp-eyed Dingding noticed, "Don't move! What happened to your face? Who hit you? Did your mom?"

Qi Muci and Zhao Mengmeng ran over upon hearing the noise.

Seeing the bright red handprint on Qiao Ran's face, Qi Muci's heart ached terribly.

Qiao Ran smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "Lin Mengchuan went to my house. When my mother heard that I insisted on getting a divorce, she slapped me... Well, I've paid back everything I owed her. From now on, we'll have nothing to do with each other."

Qi Muci turned to Zhao Mengmeng and asked, "Do you have any ice at home?"

Zhao Mengmeng then came to her senses. "Yes, I'll go get it. Ranran, your mother went too far. Don't go to see your mother alone anymore. If you have to go, ask me or Dingding to go with you."

Qi Muci's eyes were full of heartache. "I'll arrange two bodyguards for you and have them follow you."

Qiao Ran walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Qi Muci. "Brother Qi, there's something I'd like you to consult with the company's lawyer about."

Qi Muci: "Just say what you need to say, there's no need to be so polite."

Qiao Ran: "My mother took all the money I earned from acting. She used some of it to buy a house, but the property certificate only has her and my brother's names on it. My brother also lost some of it in business."

"I'll let go of the losses from the business, but I want those houses back. I don't know if I can get them back."

The houses that Song Yuhe bought a few years ago have now doubled in value, amounting to over 100 million yuan.

Qiao Ran didn't want to let her mother and older brother benefit for nothing.

The key point is that they drink her blood, yet at crucial moments they still stab her in the heart.

Qi Muci: "I understand. Leave it to me. I'll have my lawyer help you get it back. Do you still have the contracts from when you filmed the movie? Whose account was the money transferred to? We need to collect evidence first."

Qiao Ran: "I've kept all the contracts, and I've kept track of all the expenses myself. I'll give them to you later."

Qi Muci: "Okay, then there shouldn't be any problem. I will definitely help you get it back."

Qiao Ran: "Thank you."

Zhao Mengmeng brought over a towel wrapped around an ice pack, which Qi Muci took and carefully applied to Qiao Ran's face.

Qiao Ran was a little embarrassed, "I can do it myself."

"Don't move," Qi Muci commanded. "Sit still and don't move. Half of your face is swollen. Does it hurt?"

For some reason, Qiao Ran suddenly felt a pang in her heart, and tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

She choked out, "It hurts."

Qi Muci felt even more pain in his heart when he saw the tears in Qiao Ran's eyes. "Don't be so stupid and take a beating in the future. Even if you get beaten, the other person won't feel sorry for you. Instead, they will think you are immature."

"Don't go out to see your mother or Lin Mengchuan alone anymore. If they come looking for you, call me first and I'll go with you. Remember, kindness is often taken advantage of, but you can't be soft-hearted when it's time to be ruthless."