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

Lin Mengchuan seemed somewhat tempted, "Let them both stay? Is that really possible? Will Grandma agree?"

Lin Zhihong: "Why wouldn't you agree? As long as Qiao Ran and Lin Fei both agree, that's fine. Grandma loves Qiao Ran, but as long as you don't get a divorce and don't kick Qiao Ran out, Grandma won't interfere."

Lin Mengchuan thought for a moment, "Okay, Dad, let's do it this way, let them both stay."

Outside the door, Qiao Ran suppressed her anger and quickly returned to her room.

She closed the door, slid down to sit on the floor, tilted her head back and looked at the ceiling, her beautiful eyes turning bloodshot.

That was a burning, scorching rage.

She gave up her acting career and worked tirelessly after marrying him.

I get up at five o'clock every morning to prepare breakfast with Aunt Liu, the cook.

After her in-laws finished breakfast, she went to the market to buy fresh ingredients before returning to prepare lunch.

She also helped Aunt Liu prepare dinner, and sometimes she even made late-night snacks.

This was all requested by her mother-in-law, Shen Qingzhu, who said it was something every daughter-in-law in a wealthy family had to do.

Shen Qingzhu wanted her to do the cleaning, but the old lady disagreed and insisted that she not do any dirty work, so Shen Qingzhu gave up.

As for her father-in-law, Lin Zhihong, he usually left early and returned late, but he never said anything.

Qiao Ran laughed self-deprecatingly. She had thought her father-in-law was a reasonable person, but she hadn't expected him to be nothing more than a profit-driven businessman.

They actually came up with such an absurd idea as having two women serve one husband.

And Lin Mengchuan actually agreed.

Does she think she's stupid and easy to manipulate?

She refused to comply with their wishes and insisted on getting a divorce, and she wanted it done as soon as possible!

With that thought in mind, Qiao Ran stood up, put her phone and ID into her bag, picked up her suitcase, and left.

Her room was at the top of the stairs, and down those stairs was a back door that led directly to the garage.

Qiao Ran went downstairs without any trouble, went to the garage to find her car, threw her suitcase into the trunk, got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away.

When Butler Liu heard the commotion and ran out to check, he saw Qiao Ran's car disappear at the gate.

He hurried back to the house to find Lin Zhihong and saw the Lin family father and son drinking tea in the study. "It's bad, sir, young master, it seems that the young mistress has left. I just heard the sound of a car, went out to see, and saw her drive away."

Lin Mengchuan didn't understand. "What do you mean by 'left'? Going out to play? Or running away from home?"

Uncle Liu: "It shouldn't be that she went out to play. The young mistress never goes out late at night. Even if she does go out, she will tell me first. I think she might be angry with you, young master, and ran away from home."

After hearing this, Lin Mengchuan jumped up and strode towards Qiao Ran's room.

Hearing the noise, Lin Fei came out of the house and followed Lin Mengchuan, asking, "Mengchuan, why aren't you going back to your room to rest?"

Lin Mengchuan ignored him and reached for Qiao Ran's door, which opened.

He walked into the room and looked around. He noticed that the room seemed to have been tidied up, and several books that had been on the desk were gone.

There was a piece of paper under the desk lamp with a sentence written on it: "Please arrange to get the divorce certificate as soon as possible. Please contact my agent Ding Ding to confirm the date. Phone number: XXXXXXXXXXX."

Lin Zhihong rushed over, snatched the note, and frowned after reading it. "Did she hear what we were saying?"

Lin Mengchuan was in a state of turmoil. "Maybe."

Lin Fei stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Meng Chuan, what did you and your uncle talk about just now? Ranran is a very petty person. She was like this when she was little. She would often get angry over something someone said."

“Miss Lin, the young mistress is not that kind of person,” Uncle Liu defended Qiao Ran. “I have lived with the young mistress for two years and I have never seen her angry, much less lose her temper.”

Lin Fei was furious inside, but said aloud, "Really? Maybe her temper has improved. I was talking about when she was little. I haven't been in contact with Ranran for the past two years, and I didn't expect her temper to have changed."

"People always say that it's hard to change one's nature, so it must be difficult to get rid of a bad temper."

Lin Mengchuan snorted coldly, "Don't forget she's an actress, her specialty is acting. That means she's been faking it all these past two years in our family. Now that she's not faking it anymore, what a two-faced woman!"

Uncle Liu glanced at Lin Fei, clearly disliking this woman. Not only did she interfere in someone else's marriage, but she also sowed discord. He couldn't understand how Lin Mengchuan could like such a woman.

That's really blind.

"Alright, stop talking. It's understandable that she's angry." Lin Zhihong thought for a moment and said to Lin Mengchuan, "Call Qiao Ran tomorrow and ask her to meet and have a good talk."

"Women are easy to coax. Remember to buy a bouquet of flowers on your way there, don't go empty-handed."

"Okay, Dad," Lin Mengchuan replied softly.

Lin Fei stared wide-eyed at the two men in front of him, trying to decipher the meaning of their conversation.

Back in the bedroom, she grabbed Lin Mengchuan's arm and pressed him for an answer: "What did Uncle mean by what he just said? Why did he ask you to buy flowers to appease Qiao Ran? She's already signed the divorce papers; isn't she going to leave sooner or later?"

Lin Mengchuan's mind was filled with Qiao Ran's face.

Two years have passed, and she has matured, but she seems even more charming now.

In particular, when she stood next to Lin Fei, it was like a princess and her maid, with her completely overshadowing the latter.

From the moment Qiao Ran readily signed the divorce agreement, Lin Mengchuan began to regret it. Perhaps he shouldn't have been in such a hurry to force her to divorce him; perhaps there were other, better ways.

When his father suggested that two women serve one husband, Lin Mengchuan was overjoyed, as this was exactly what he wanted.

But why did Qiao Ran leave in such a hurry?

Still late at night.

She seems genuinely angry, but does that mean she cares about him?

If you don't care, you won't get angry, right?

Seeing Lin Mengchuan frowning and remaining silent, Lin Fei pouted and said, "Mengchuan, tell me the truth, do you also like Qiao Ran? I saw you secretly glancing at her during dinner."

"You like her, don't you? If that's the case, then I'll grant your wish and you won't divorce her."

“Okay, we won’t divorce,” Lin Mengchuan replied abruptly.

Lin Fei stared wide-eyed at Lin Mengchuan, his face filled with astonishment.

Lin Mengchuan turned around, walked to the sofa, sat down, took a deep breath, and continued, "My dad also wants us not to get a divorce, because I need the support of the shareholders to take over the company."

"Divorcing at this time would affect the shareholders' impression of me, so my dad suggested that we not divorce and let Qiao Ran stay in our family. She can continue to take care of my parents and grandmother as before."

"As for the two of us, we'll just live our lives as we see fit."

Lin Fei: "I don't understand. You mean, Qiao Ran and I will both stay?"

Lin Mengchuan raised his eyelids to look at Lin Fei, "You don't want to? Before we came back to China, didn't you say that you didn't care about the title of Mrs. Lin, and that you would stay with me no matter whether I got a divorce or not?"

Lin Fei never expected that her casual words of coaxing Lin Mengchuan would backfire so badly. If she answered no now, Lin Mengchuan would definitely be unhappy.

"Of course I remember what I said," Lin Fei said, suppressing her resentment and forcing a smile as she sat down next to Lin Mengchuan, hugging his arm and acting coquettishly.

"Meng Chuan, I love you. As long as I'm with you, I don't care about any formal status. Ranran is my childhood friend, we're like sisters, and I'll get along well with her from now on."