After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 45 Giving up her bed to stay in a hotel

The old lady stood up from the sofa. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that she had such a warm side.

Zhao Xiaoya wore a camel hair coat tonight, which made her look very sophisticated. Jiang Ming's eyes were fixed on her, like a bluish male dog.

Jiang Xiaoran immediately hid in her arms.

Song Qiao's eyes burned with anger: their own daughter was oblivious to her own life, yet this family was happy?

Is Zhao Xiaoya going to stay at home tonight? Just thinking about the used "little umbrella" Song Qiao in the trash can makes me sick.

After turning off the surveillance camera, Song Qiao checked the time. Her parents were still awake at this hour, so she decided to call them and tell them about going to work tomorrow.

When the call connected, Song Qiao called out "Dad" in a hoarse voice.

"Qiaoqiao, is something wrong so late?"

Song Jianguo asked over the phone.

"Dad, I'm going to work tomorrow. I'll come to see you at eight o'clock."

Upon hearing this, Song Jianguo happily agreed, "Good! You've finally figured it out."

"Yes, Dad. I was ignorant before and didn't listen to you. I will definitely work hard in the future, help you at the company, and take good care of you and Mom."

In his previous life, Song Jianguo died in his office. When Song Qiao arrived at the hospital, his body was already cold.

I called her in the morning to urge her to go back to work, but she passed away in the afternoon. The doctor's diagnosis was myocardial infarction.

Song Jianguo had been suffering from heart problems for many years, but he had been taking medication and was usually fine. His sudden death was a shock to Song Qiao, who fell ill.

At this time, Jiang Ming took over his father's company.

Less than two years later, her mother also passed away, and all of her family's house and property fell into Jiang Ming's hands.

Thinking about all this, Song Qiao decided that in this life she would take good care of her parents and never let anyone hurt them again.

After ending the call with Song Jianguo, Song Qiao sent Lu Mingxuan a text message: I'm going to the urban construction company tomorrow. Let me know if Ma Fangfang has any news.

Lu Mingxuan was on night shift in his office when he saw Song Qiao's text message and was overjoyed: "Are you not home? Or is Jiang Ming not home?"

“I’m not home! My mother-in-law came, and I was forced out of the house. I’m at the Jiangcheng Hotel now.”

Upon seeing Song Qiao's reply, Lu Mingxuan quickly replied, "I'm on the night shift, do you want to come to the hospital?"

"Never mind! I was just about to go to sleep."

Typing was too much trouble, so Song Qiao made a phone call directly, and Lu Mingxuan answered immediately: "Qiao Qiao!"

"Lu Mingxuan, I feel so tired!"

After hearing this, Song Qiao's tears streamed down her cheeks and onto her pillow.

"Qiaoqiao, don't be like this. Don't you still have me? If we find the child, we'll get married after you get a divorce."

"Will your parents agree?" Song Qiao asked, imagining the scene of eating in a yurt.

"This is my wedding, they can't stop me, Qiaoqiao, look what I sent you on WeChat?"

Song Qiao tapped the smallest screen on her phone and opened WeChat. Inside, she found the love letter Lu Mingxuan had written to her years ago. The letter was yellowed and worn, but the handwriting inside was strong and powerful.

"Qiaoqiao, I've kept this love letter that you returned. I want to find a chance to return it to you. You won't refuse this time, will you?"

Thinking of the scene of Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya together at home, Song Qiao agreed: "I won't throw it away this time, I will accept it. I let you down back then, and I regret it!"

Hearing Song Qiao's words, Lu Mingxuan said excitedly, "Qiao Qiao, I'll wait for you."

During the phone call, Song Qiao also told Lu Mingxuan what she had seen on the surveillance footage.

"I had barely left when Jiang Ming called Zhao Xiaoya to his house. Mingxuan, just thinking about that house makes me sick."

"The footage from the surveillance camera can serve as evidence of Jiang Ming's infidelity. Keep it safe and put it on the USB drive I gave you."

Thinking of this, Lu Mingxuan said, "This video evidence isn't very convincing. You'd better record the scene of the two of them having sex. Otherwise, you can find an opportunity to put a hidden camera in Jiang Ming's car."

"Or you could know where Zhao Xiaoya lives and just take a picture to get evidence."

Song Qiao agreed and said, "I'll go to my dad's company first to see how much money Jiang Ming took from the company. When will the auditor you hired arrive?"

"It's settled then. You can call her anytime if you need anything. I'll send you her number."

Song Qiao agreed, said goodbye, and then the two ended the call.

When Song Qiao turned on the surveillance footage on her phone, she saw that Zhao Xiaoya was no longer in the living room, Zhang Dalan was lying on the bed, and Jiang Ming was nowhere to be found.

Suddenly, Song Qiao had a bold idea, so she quickly put on her clothes and left the room.

If she goes back now, will she see Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya having sex in the car?

If you take a picture of it, wouldn't that be strong evidence?

Song Qiao quickly went downstairs. Instead of driving her own car, she took a taxi back to her residential complex.

After stopping at the entrance, Song Qiao asked the driver to wait for her in the car, and she would pay for the time spent.

But when Song Qiao went inside, she couldn't find Jiang Ming's car.

"Where would they go? To where Zhao Xiaoya lives? And where does Zhao Xiaoya live?"

With so many questions in mind, Song Qiao returned to the hotel. Tomorrow, she was determined to find out where Zhao Xiaoya lived.

Song Qiao had been running around all day and fell asleep in bed.

In her dream, she saw her daughter buried in a garbage dump. The tiny bundle looked so helpless. She could only cry and accept this cruel reality. Finally, her cries disappeared into the garbage dump.

"do not want!"

Song Qiao sat up abruptly in bed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then slowly lay back down: "Daughter, where are you?"

After having this dream, Song Qiao couldn't fall asleep anymore. She checked the security camera footage and saw that the house was quiet, Zhang Dalan was sleeping in her bed, and the sofa in the living room was empty.

Did Jiang Ming not go home all night?

Song Qiao decided to go home before dawn to find out what was going on.

After watching the videos Lu Mingxuan sent her and browsing her WeChat Moments for a while, Song Qiao finally waited until dawn before getting out of bed.

After washing up, Song Qiao took her car keys and prepared to go home.

As Song Qiao stepped out of the hotel, she saw her own dazzling car drive by.

After Song Qiao drove back to the residential area, Jiang Ming's car drove in as soon as she stopped.

After seeing this from inside the car, Song Qiao opened the car door and asked, "Jiang Ming, where have you been all night?"

"I'm staying at a hotel just like you!"

Jiang Ming looked at her grinning face, which meant that if she could stay there, so could he.

"Staying in a hotel? I didn't hear you mention that. If you were planning to stay in a hotel, why didn't you come to find me? Or do you have someone with you?"

Jiang Ming thought he could shut Song Qiao down with just one sentence, but Song Qiao still asked him a few unexpected questions.

"Or did you go directly to your lover's house to stay?"

Song Qiao's eyes held an unfriendly glint. Jiang Ming initially gave her a provocative look, but then he realized that he was still begging Song Qiao for help.

"What are you thinking? I just booked a room at a nearby hotel and stayed one night."