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

Lin Mengchuan's heart clenched. After a few seconds of silence, he replied calmly, "Divorce can lead to remarriage. Nothing in this world is absolute. I will definitely win Qiao Ran back."

Shen Qingzhu was furious. "Are you bewitched by that woman? I think you and your grandmother are both bewitched by her!"

Lin Mengchuan stopped talking, turned around and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Shen Qingzhu was furious and went to the study to find her husband, Lin Zhihong.

As soon as he entered the door, he questioned, "Are you just going to let your mother do whatever she wants? Giving away so many properties to Qiao Ran for nothing, I think she has dementia, she can't even tell right from wrong anymore."

Lin Zhihong put down the book in his hand and asked in return, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Shen Qingzhu: "Go and have a good talk with your mother, and ask her to change her will so that the property goes to you or Meng Chuan."

Lin Zhihong knew that if he didn't do as Shen Qingzhu said, he would never have a peaceful day again, so he had no choice but to get up and say, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go talk to my mother now."

Shen Qingzhu was finally satisfied. "I'll go back to my bedroom and wait for you. Remember to come back to your bedroom and let me know when you're done talking."

The old lady was lying in bed.

Sister Ju is massaging her calves with the massage cream that Qiao Ran left behind.

The old lady suddenly sighed and said, "Why can't people tell the difference between good and bad? Ranran is such a good girl, how come Meng Chuan couldn't see that?"

"What makes that Lin Fei compare to our Ranran? I really can't understand it, I just can't figure it out."

Sister Ju smiled wryly, "Yes, I can't figure it out either."

There was a knock on the door twice, and Lin Zhihong pushed it open and came in. "Mom, what are you busy with?"

Xu Ying rolled her eyes at her son and retorted irritably, "Your son is blind, but are you blind too?"

Sister Ju quickly stood up and explained to Lin Zhihong, "Sir, I'm massaging the old lady. She needs to use this massage cream on her legs every night so she can sleep soundly."

Lin Zhihong dismissed it, "If it's so amazing, where did this massage cream come from? It's probably a scam, isn't it?"

Xu Ying was furious. "Who are you trying to fool? You're trying to fool an old woman like me who's been suffering from arthritis? Lin Zhihong, do you know how many years this disease has tormented me? If it weren't for Ranran finding this medicine for me, I would have died from the pain long ago."

Lin Zhihong raised an eyebrow slightly. "Mom, did Ranran buy you this medicine? So you gave her all your properties? That's too much of a price to pay. I can buy you medicine too."

Xu Ying found out that Lin Zhihong had come about the will. "Did your wife send you? Does she want me to change your will?"

Lin Zhihong was surprised, "Mom, how did you know?"

Xu Ying snorted coldly, "Because I'm an old fox. I know what you three are up to just by moving your butts. Go back and tell Shen Qingzhu not to think I don't know she's eyeing my things."

"Isn't it enough that she stole her elder sister Shen Qinglan's property? Now she wants to reach into my old woman's hands. How can she be so greedy? Isn't she afraid of being stuffed to death?"

Lin Zhihong choked, and after a long silence, he tried to persuade her: "Mom, you misunderstood Qingzhu. She is not after your things. She just thinks that Qiao Ran has already divorced Meng Chuan and is an outsider."

"It just doesn't make sense to give away so many properties to an outsider. Or how about this, give away one? I think giving away one would be generous, considering the property prices in Beijing..."

"Don't say anything more," Xu Ying interrupted her son. "I've been thinking about this for a long time. I'm going to give all my properties to Ranran."

"I told you, if you keep pressuring me, I'll give all my shares in Zhuohai to Ranran!"

Lin Zhihong immediately shut his mouth, not daring to utter another word.

He knew the old lady's temperament; if she said something, she really meant it. Giving her a house was fine, but shares were not.

When Shen Qingzhu saw her husband return dejectedly, she could tell from his expression that he hadn't succeeded, so she angrily slammed the door and left.

She was unwilling to accept this. She had been married into the Lin family and served the old lady for so many years, and even gave birth to a son to carry on the family line.

Qiao Ran has only been here for a few years?

She didn't even have a son or daughter, so why should she get so much property?

But Shen Qingzhu also knew that she couldn't reason with the old lady, and she couldn't afford to get angry with her.

She thought about it for a moment and realized that the one who tied the knot must untie it; the key to this matter was not the old lady, but Qiao Ran.

-

Qiao Ran got sleepy at the club around 11 p.m.

During those two years at the Lin family's house, I always went to bed at 11 p.m.

Seeing that she yawned several times, Qi Muci stood up and told everyone to stop and go back to rest early.

Several people had work commitments the next day, including Zhao Mengmeng, who had to shoot an advertisement the following day, so the group disbanded.

Qi Muci sent all three girls to Zhao Mengmeng's house.

Ding Ding also stayed overnight. She used to come here often to sleep on the sofa, saying that Zhao Mengmeng's sofa was more comfortable than her bed.

After removing her makeup and taking a shower, Qiao Ran quickly lay down and slept until seven o'clock the next morning.

She got up and made sandwiches and a vegetable salad for the three of them.

After breakfast, Zhao Mengmeng changed her clothes and went to shoot an advertisement with Ding Ding.

Qiao Ran changed into yoga clothes and practiced yoga in the living room for an hour.

After finishing practice, I took a shower, changed into a comfortable sundress, and sat cross-legged on the sofa to start reading the script.

I was immediately captivated, and before I knew it, my phone, which was on the coffee table, rang.

Interrupted by the phone call, she felt a little annoyed. When she looked again and saw that the caller ID was her former mother-in-law, Shen Qingzhu, she had a bad feeling.

Qiao Ran swiped to answer the phone: "Hello, Auntie."

Hearing the term "auntie," Shen Qingzhu was taken aback. "Qiao Ran, you've changed your way of addressing me pretty quickly."

Qiao Ran ignored the other person's sarcastic tone and asked, "Is there something you need, Auntie?"

Shen Qingzhu: "Do you think I would call you if there was nothing wrong? Where are you now? I'll drive to find you. Let's pick a coffee shop near you and talk."

Qiao Ran refused: "Auntie, I've already divorced Lin Mengchuan. I don't think we have anything to talk about anymore."

Shen Qingzhu: "It's not about Lin Mengchuan, it's about the old lady. Aren't you very concerned about our old lady?"

Qiao Ran: "What's wrong with Grandma?"

Shen Qingzhu: "Let's talk when we meet. Where shall we meet?"

Qiao Ran remembered there was a coffee shop across from her apartment complex. She gave them the approximate address and then hung up.

He shared the store address with Shen Qingzhu, then turned around and went back to his room to find clothes.

Qiao Ran originally wanted to wear a T-shirt and jeans, but thinking of Shen Qingzhu's snobbish and condescending attitude, she decided to dress up carefully before going, and let Shen Qingzhu wait a little longer.

She chose a green halter-neck, tight-fitting fishtail dress from Zhao Mengmeng's clothes.

Then, put on some fresh makeup, apply a retro red lip, and curl your long hair into big waves.

Then he picked out a pair of large brown sunglasses from Zhao Mengmeng's jewelry cabinet and put them on.

She grabbed a black Hermès bag before leisurely changing into high heels and taking the elevator downstairs.

The coffee shop was right across the street, but she still drove over and parked directly in front of it.

Shen Qingzhu waited for ten minutes but still didn't see Qiao Ran. Frustrated, she picked up her phone to make a call when she saw a pretty girl walk into the store. The shop assistant quickly went to greet her.