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

Lin Mengchuan paused for a moment when he saw Ding Ding, and asked, "Is Qiao Ran here?"

Ding Ding crossed her arms over her chest, raised her chin, and looked at Lin Mengchuan. "What do you need Ranran for? Just tell me, I'm her agent."

Lin Mengchuan was displeased. "I am Qiao Ran's ex-husband. I have something to say to her."

“Ex-husband, huh?” Ding Ding sneered. “You know you’re my ex-husband, so how dare you come here and make a scene? Is this bouquet of roses for Ranran? You wouldn’t happen to be trying to woo our Ranran, would you?”

Zhao Mengmeng leaned over and said, "Oh my, is your ex-husband trying to pull the 'wife-chasing-after-the-cremation' tactic?"

Lin Mengchuan's face flushed red and then turned pale. "I don't want to argue with you. I'm here to find Qiao Ran. Call Qiao Ran out."

Zhao Mengmeng: "Ha, you dare to talk like that when you want to pursue our Ranran? Who do you think you are? The Emperor of Heaven? Let me tell you, Ranran has plenty of suitors, and you, you scumbag, won't even get a turn in the line!"

If Qiao Ran hadn't told her not to reveal her remarriage, Zhao Mengmeng would have loved to slap Lin Mengchuan in the face.

Ding Ding: "Exactly! He should take a piss and look at himself in the mirror. He cheated on his wife, got his mistress pregnant, and still has the nerve to pursue Ranran. Who gave you the confidence to think that our Ranran would come back to you?"

Zhao Mengmeng: "Just because you have a few coins in your pocket, you think all the women in the world should be his lapdogs? Pah! Only someone like Lin Fei would be interested in you."

Lin Mengchuan clenched his fist. "I'll say it again, call Qiao Ran out."

Ding Ding: "Ranran isn't here; she moved away."

Lin Mengchuan didn't believe it. He roughly pushed Ding Ding aside and rushed into the house. "Qiao Ran, Qiao Ran, I know you're in there. Come out, I have something to tell you. Come out quickly."

Ding Ding and Zhao Mengmeng slowly followed them inside.

Zhao Mengmeng gestured with her chin toward the second bedroom, "Look for yourself, Ranran has moved all her things away."

Lin Mengchuan believed it now, "Where did Qiao Ran move to?"

Zhao Mengmeng stared intently at Lin Mengchuan: "Why should I tell you? Who are you?"

Lin Mengchuan: "..."

Ding Ding: "That's right, are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'm going to call the police. The eldest son of the Lin family has trespassed on private property."

Lin Mengchuan relented and softened his tone, "I was sorry to Qiao Ran before, but now I realize that I love Qiao Ran and I can't live without her. So please, tell me, where is she?"

Zhao Mengmeng grabbed Ding Ding's arm. "Ding Ding, did I hear that right? He said he loves Ran Ran."

Ding Ding feigned shock, "I heard it too, but some people's words are like farts, you can't believe them."

Lin Mengchuan: "..."

Zhao Mengmeng: "That's true. What right does someone who can't even control their own lower body have to talk about love? They can say they love Ranran in front of us, and they can say they love other women in front of other women too."

Ding Ding: "Exactly, anyone who believes a man's words is a fool."

Lin Mengchuan suppressed the anger rising in his throat, "What do you want me to do to make you believe I'm telling the truth?"

Zhao Mengmeng looked disgusted. "Who needs to see your proof, ex-husband? You're a thing of the past, understand? We, Ranran, will never forgive you. Don't be delusional."

Lin Mengchuan: "I will not give up until Qiao Ran forgives me. If you refuse to tell me, I will find out."

Ding Ding winked at Zhao Mengmeng.

Zhao Mengmeng gave a mocking smile, "Fine, then go ahead and investigate. Good, otherwise you won't give up."

Lin Mengchuan stared at Ding Ding and Zhao Mengmeng for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Back in his car parked in the underground garage, he irritably tossed the roses onto the passenger seat, took out his phone, and called Xu Qing: "Qiao Ran is missing. Get someone to find out where she is right away."

Xu Qing was a little surprised. "Ah, okay, Brother Chuan, don't worry, I'll have someone check it out right away."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Mengchuan still felt unwilling. He thought for a moment and started the car.

Song Yuhe was mopping the floor, while Qiao Baocheng sat on the sofa playing mobile games.

Song Yuhe dragged the mop to her son, but when she saw that he was not moving, she was furious and threw the mop on the ground with a slap.

Song Yuhe: "Playing, playing, playing games all day long, aren't you worried at all? The fire is burning our eyebrows."

Qiao Baocheng didn't even look up. "Mom, if you're upset, you come looking for trouble with me? It's not like I'm the one getting a divorce."

Song Yuhe: "How dare you say that? Your sister is divorced, and you haven't even seen a trace of your girlfriend. Put down your phone and look up to talk to me."

Qiao Baocheng had no choice but to put down his phone and look at Song Yuhe, "Speak, say whatever you want to say at once."

Song Yuhe: "Go talk to your sister and persuade her to remarry Meng Chuan. Tell her that it's very difficult for a divorced woman to remarry, and no man wants a divorced woman."

Qiao Baocheng: "Mom, you're being too absolute. I can't speak for others, but our Ranran is as beautiful as an angel, and she and Lin Mengchuan don't have any children, so she has no trouble getting married again."

Song Yuhe slapped her son's arm. "What do you know? Can she find a better family than the Lin family? Why is she taking back the house under my name now? Isn't it just because she doesn't have money?"

"But if she remarries Lin Mengchuan, she won't have to worry about money, and she won't ask me for the house anymore."

Qiao Baocheng blinked, mouth agape. "Oh, Mom, so you mean if Ranran remarries, we can keep the house?"

Song Yuhe: "Isn't that right? Otherwise, why didn't she ask me for the house before? Now that we're divorced, she wants the house? In the end, it's all because of the divorce. The only way to untie the knot is to get her to remarry."

Qiao Baocheng scratched his head. "But Ranran might not listen to me."

Song Yuhe: "Even if she doesn't listen, we should still try and persuade her until she agrees to remarry."

Qiao Baocheng was just worrying about how to get rid of this hot potato when the doorbell rang. He quickly said, "I'll go open the door."

Qiao Baocheng was somewhat surprised to see Lin Mengchuan standing at the door.

Lin Mengchuan nodded to Qiao Baocheng, walked into the house, and greeted Song Yuhe: "Mom, sorry to bother you."

"Oh, it's Mengchuan! Come in and sit down. It's your own home, don't bother me." Lin Mengchuan's "Mom" made Song Yuhe's heart flutter with joy.

Lin Mengchuan waved his hand, "No, Mom, I came to ask if Ranran has come back to see you?"

Song Yuhe asked in confusion, "No, what's wrong? Ranran is missing?"

Lin Mengchuan: "Yes, I just went to her friend's place. She said Ranran moved out. I went in and saw that it's true."

Song Yuhe gritted her teeth, "What tricks is that brat up to now? If I find out, I'll definitely break her legs."

Lin Mengchuan's lips twitched. "Mom, violence won't solve the problem, and Ranran is a girl."

Song Yuhe realized she had misspoke and quickly explained, "Hehe, I was just saying it casually, don't take it seriously. Look, Baocheng, your brother-in-law loves your sister so much, it's just that Ranran is so immature."

Qiao Baocheng curled his lip in disdain, thinking to himself that if it really hurt, he wouldn't have gotten another woman pregnant.

His mother is really good at lying through her teeth.