Zhenmingli could only let her pinch and hit him, and had to keep apologizing to her.

Qiao Zhen, carrying the writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, dragged Zhen Mingli back to the hotel, saying, "How did I ever educate you?!"

Zhen Mingli sat on the sofa with his head down, his gaze only able to see Qiao Zhen's calves below the knees. "You can't run around freely. You have to be accompanied by an adult when you go out. Especially in unfamiliar places, you are not allowed to talk to strangers or take anything from strangers."

Qiao Zhen glared at Zhen Mingli, her voice stern: "So what did you do today?"

Zhenmingli lowered his head in grievance. He took a deep breath and spoke as if gathering his courage, "But I'm not a child anymore!" He said firmly, and even took long strides to stand up, "Do you see? I'm taller than you now."

He gestured with his hand to show that Qiao Zhencai only reached his chest. He seemed quite pleased with this, and couldn't help but laugh, a smile that seemed to magically smooth the edges of a cold, sharp stone, leaving everyone in awe. "And now I can make money too, lots and lots of money!"

Qiao Zhen looked up at the man in front of her, her eyes widening with an inexplicable ferocity. "Do you want a beating?! You're tall, but you don't have a brain. If you're a three-year-old without a brain, please don't run around like that, okay?" She narrowed her eyes, her smile becoming increasingly dangerous, and said through gritted teeth, "If you dare to run around again next time, I'll break your legs! Making money won't help you then!"

She takes this competition very seriously, after all, the first place winner will receive 600,000 M gold, which is both a source of fame and fortune. It will also make her career path smoother in the future, and bring her one step closer to her goal of taking a vacation. So she can't afford to be distracted!

Zhen Mingli was still immature. Threatened by Qiao Zhen, he sat obediently on the sofa, not daring to move, for fear of disturbing Qiao Zhen. Although he was young, he knew that design required inspiration, and a slight mistake could cause Qiao Zhen's inspiration to disappear.

Qiao Zhen saw Zhen Mingli idly counting on her fingers and couldn't bear it, so she handed her two books and her phone, saying, "Go play somewhere else."

Zhen Mingli was playing some brain teasers on his phone, and while Qiao Zhen wasn't looking, he flipped through her photo album and found pictures of him and Qiao Zhen inside.

No, strictly speaking, it was a photo taken when his body was with Qiao Zhen, and the background was Qiao Zhen's bedroom. A mix of grievance, sadness, and helplessness welled up in Zhen Mingli's heart.

Having learned her lesson, Qiao Zhen would occasionally look up at Zhen Mingli to make sure he was still there. He seemed lost in thought, his sharp brows furrowing, like a flaw appearing in a perfect sculpture. She couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Zhenmingli hesitantly handed her the phone, "If I've become like this, then who is he?"

This question really stumped Qiao Zhen. She frowned as she looked at the "Ming Li" in the photo. The real Ming Li was right in front of her, so the fake Ming Li must be the man in front of her.

That man took advantage of Mingli's small body! Her gaze swept over the man in front of her, and she was surprised that someone so handsome was actually so lewd.

Far away in China, the fake Mingli's eyelids kept twitching. He came from the celestial realm and still held some reservations about superstition, so he wanted to have a video call with Qiao Zhen that very night.

Qiao Zhen had originally intended to play along, and since the fake Mingli hadn't given anything away, she wouldn't expose him. "Hey, have you finished your homework? Have you been behaving well lately?"

The fake Mingli appeared on the notebook screen. "I've finished writing. I was good, and Teacher Tian even praised me." He placed the little red flower in front of the camera. "Look, I've earned so many little red flowers recently. When you come back, I'm going to give you all my little red flowers! Come back soon!"

Sitting on the sofa, Zhen Mingli listened to the conversation between the fake Mingli and Qiao Zhen. He was so angry that he was about to explode. Ignoring Qiao Zhen's frantic hints, he squeezed next to her and hugged her, saying, "She doesn't want your little red flower, she only wants mine!"

Qiao Zhen also had a wicked idea. She looked at the fake Mingli in the video with a half-smile and said, "Yes, he is my boyfriend. I have enough of the little red flower he gave me."

Unable to determine whether Qiao Zhen had seen through his disguise, the fake Mingli could only feign innocence and tilt his head back, saying, "Then I wish you a long and happy marriage~ I know, there is a kind of love called letting go."

It can now be determined that Mingli and the man beside her have swapped souls. Poor real Mingli is foolishly making a wedding dress for fake Mingli without even knowing it.

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye. Seris was actually Morroto's mentor, and Joe really had a stroke of luck! Her design style was bold and creative, but it had a great visual impact on the audience, so in the end, there were two tied for first place, and Joe was one of them. She felt satisfied.

Qiao Zhen's hands trembled slightly when she received the 600,000 M gold. This was the first pot of gold she had earned on her own in tens of thousands of years! It was very meaningful in her life!

After the competition ended, Qiao Zhen stayed to attend a business dinner and a family dinner at Seris's house before returning to China with Zhen Mingli.

Qiao Zhen brought the fake Mingli home over the weekend. The fake Mingli had also been staying at Qiao Zhen's house recently, posing as her boyfriend. So, the three of them remained silent in Qiao Zhen's bedroom. Qiao Zhen broke the silence first, "Come on, tell me, what's going on here?"

Zhen Mingli said without hesitation, "I'll go first. That day when you took me to the hospital, I felt terrible. When I woke up, I was in a place I didn't know at all. But I didn't remember my uncle's or my parents' contact information, so I had to stay there."

Taking advantage of his cute face, the fake Mingli burst into tears instantly, "I...I don't remember anything, my mind is a mess, I'm clearly Mingli!"

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