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

Qi Mu'an turned his head to look at Zhao Mengmeng.

Zhao Mengmeng smiled at him and continued, "Isn't it incredible? There are only two brothers in your family, so there must have been no favoritism towards boys, right? Your upbringing must have been pretty smooth, right?"

Qi Mu'an asked, puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

Zhao Mengmeng: "Because you have such poor stress tolerance. It's just a divorce. In my opinion, apart from life and death, everything else is trivial. Anyway, I will not give up on myself because of relationship problems."

Qi Mu paused for a moment, then denied it, saying, "I haven't given up on myself, I just can't figure it out."

Zhao Mengmeng blinked her bright, watery eyes and asked curiously, "What can't you figure out? Tell me, and I'll analyze it for you."

Qi Mu'an: "I can't understand why she would like that poor painter. Am I not good enough?"

Zhao Mengmeng waved her hand and said, "Tch, I thought it was some kind of difficult problem. Haven't you heard that everyone has their own preferences? That actress from Country H, she used to date A-list male actors, and every single one of them was handsome."

"But in the end, she actually got together with a director who was over sixty years old. Isn't that even more outrageous?"

Qi Mu'an: "Because that director is talented."

Zhao Mengmeng: "But there are many talented young people. You haven't grasped the key point. The key point is that there is no standard for feelings. You just like someone. Sometimes it may just be a feeling."

"To put it another way, her liking for that poor painter isn't because you're bad or not good enough. It has nothing to do with you; it's her problem. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Qi Mu'an looked at Zhao Mengmeng and said, "So, the conclusion is still that she likes that painter."

Zhao Mengmeng really wanted to roll her eyes, but remembering that this was her boss, she patiently asked Qi Mu'an, "Do you prefer strawberries or grapes?"

Qi Mu'an replied without hesitation: "I like grapes, strawberries are for girls."

Zhao Mengmeng: "But I think strawberries taste better. So, will you force me to like grapes?"

"Of course not," Qi Mu'an blurted out, then suddenly realized something. "Are you telling me indirectly that I shouldn't force her to like me?"

Zhao Mengmeng: "You could say that. Well, what I mean is simple: she chose that man, and you chose to let go. So let go of the past, look forward, and stop dwelling on the past."

"Because worrying about it won't help; reality won't change."

Qi Mu'an remained silent.

Zhao Mengmeng thought for a moment, then asked you a question: If one day she came back begging for your forgiveness and asking you to remarry her, would you forgive her and remarry her?

Qi Mu'an replied without hesitation, "No, I will never forgive her betrayal in my entire life."

Zhao Mengmeng: "That's fine then. You already have the answer. You know very well in your heart that it's over between you two. So let's put a period to this matter."

After finishing his work at the company, Qi Muci rushed home, wanting to have lunch with Qiao Ran.

He was extremely surprised to see his older brother at the dinner table.

Qiao Ran winked at Zhao Mengmeng, and Qi Muci understood, then jokingly teased Qi Mu'an, "Big brother, you look great today. You can go to the company tomorrow, right? There are a bunch of contracts waiting for you to sign."

While cutting the steak, Qi Mu'an replied, "Okay, I'll take care of it tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

Qi Muci breathed a sigh of relief; he no longer needed to go to work.

While eating, Zhao Mengmeng took care of Qi Mu'an, picking up meat and vegetables for him.

After finishing her meal, she placed an ice cream in front of Qi Mu'an. "When I'm feeling down, I like to eat sweets. Although they're high in calories, they really help relieve my bad mood."

"Really? Then I'll give it a try, thank you." Qi Mu'an naturally picked up the ice cream and ate it.

Qi Muci was dumbfounded; his older brother usually disliked sweets the most.

Qi Mu'an ate the entire bowl of ice cream right in front of him.

After finishing his ice cream, he suddenly remembered, "There's a charity gala at Beijing Fashion Magazine tonight. Why don't the three of you come with me? You've got nothing better to do anyway."

Zhao Mengmeng was overjoyed. "The charity gala of Beijing Fashion Magazine is the highest level. I heard that many directors will attend, and many artists try to get an invitation every year. I haven't had the chance to attend yet."

Qi Mu'an: "That's perfect, you can be my date."

Zhao Mengmeng looked at Qiao Ran expectantly: "Ranran, would you like to come along?"

Qiao Ran turned to ask Qi Muci for advice.

Qi Muci grasped Qiao Ran's hand: "That's good, it's a good opportunity for you to announce your comeback."

after an hour.

Qi Muci's stylist, Jack, arrived with his team and costumes.

Looking at the evening gowns on the mobile clothes rack, Zhao Mengmeng exclaimed as she flipped through them, "These are all limited-edition haute couture gowns. Jack, can Ranran and I really wear them? Won't the brands have any objections?"

"After all, we are relatively low-profile."

Jack glanced at Qi Muci, then turned back and replied with a smile, "It's okay, we'll just buy it."

Zhao Mengmeng: "That's too extravagant, you'll only wear it once."

Jack: "You can keep it as a souvenir."

Qi Muci urged from the side, "We have to leave at five o'clock. You only have three hours to choose clothes and do your makeup and styling. Don't worry about the cost of the clothes. Just ask my brother to reimburse you later."

Qi Mu'an glared, "Why wasn't it you who reimbursed me?"

Qi Muci smiled and said, "Okay, I'll reimburse my wife and me, and you can reimburse you and Miss Zhao. Is that fair?"

Qi Mu'an: "That's more like it, Jack, let's do it this way."

Jack: "Okay."

Qiao Ran chose a red fishtail dress, while Zhao Mengmeng opted for a lemon yellow strapless dress.

After choosing their clothes, the two quickly started doing their makeup and styling.

The Qi brothers then began choosing their clothes, both opting for black suits.

After finishing her makeup, changing into a formal dress, and getting a big, wavy perm, Qiao Ran didn't even recognize herself when she stood in front of the mirror.

Jack clapped his hands in praise, "Miss Qiao, I dare say you are absolutely the most stunning female guest tonight, Brother Qi, don't you think?"

Qi Muci was so engrossed in watching that if he hadn't been in a hurry to leave, he would have carried Qiao Ran to the bedroom.

He didn't reply to Jack, but instead grabbed a scarf of the same color and wrapped it around Qiao Ran, saying, "The banquet hall is cold, put this scarf on."

Jack chuckled to himself; someone's protective instincts were just too strong.

When Qi Mu'an came out after changing his clothes, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes when he saw Zhao Mengmeng, who had finished her styling.

Zhao Mengmeng deliberately leaned closer and asked in a coquettish tone, "Chairman Qi, do I look good in my dress?"

Qi Mu'an glanced at Zhao Mengmeng's chest, his Adam's apple bobbing. This girl had quite a figure. He also pulled on a scarf, just like Qi Mu'an. "It's chilly at night. Don't catch a cold wearing such thin clothes."

Zhao Mengmeng didn't react immediately, "No, I feel quite hot."

Qi Muci glanced at his elder brother and smiled, "Alright, let's go. We're already ten minutes late."

On the other side, Lin Mengchuan was preparing to go home after get off work.

Xu Qing suddenly burst into his office, "Great, Brother Chuan, I've caught you! Come with me to the charity gala, hosted by Jingbei Fashion Magazine. All the celebrities in Jingbei City are going."

Lin Mengchuan wasn't interested. "Such a boring activity, you should find someone else."

"You're really not going?" Xu Qing grabbed him. "I heard that Xingyun Entertainment is also among those invited. Maybe Qiao Ran will be there too. Didn't you want to find her?"