Chapter 54 Escaping Home
Chapter 54 Escaping Home
It wouldn't have been a problem if they hadn't picked up the car, but Song Qiao got angry as soon as they did.
"Mom, you're wrong. That car isn't five million, it's ten million."
"Huh? Ten million? Aren't you just a spendthrift woman? You dare to buy a car that costs ten million?"
Song Qiao glanced at her, then sat down a little further away from Jiang Ming and his mother, her gaze falling on Jiang Ming: "Tell Mom, did you buy this car for me?"
At this critical juncture, Jiang Ming didn't want to offend Song Qiao. The company's finances were still under audit, and if any problems were found, she would have to cover for him.
"Mom! The car was bought by Song Qiao's father. It cost five million, and my father-in-law gave me ten million."
Upon hearing her son's words, Zhang Dalan changed the subject: "Song Qiao, whether it was bought for you by Jiang Ming or your father, all this money will belong to my son in the future. So, the money you are spending now is my son's money."
Jiang Ming changed his strategy. Zhang Dalan was still shameless, so Song Qiao seized the opportunity and stood up from the sofa: "What if I divorce your son? Will your son still be able to get my father's property?"
After saying this, Song Qiao picked up her bag and her keys and said, "I'm not staying home tonight."
Seeing that Song Qiao was about to leave again, Jiang Ming quickly stood up and stopped her: "Song Qiao, don't push your luck. You're a married woman. Where do you stay if you're not at home every night?"
"I'm pushing my luck? I'm being shameless? Your mother fits both of those criteria. How did my dad's money become yours? Look at your mother's shameless behavior, it disgusts me. What am I still doing here?"
Upon hearing Song Qiao's words, Jiang Ming was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped her: "How dare you talk about my mother like that?"
"Isn't that how your mother is? I didn't wrong her."
After being hit, Song Qiao glared fiercely at Jiang Ming, saying that she could only leave this house if she made a big fuss about it. After saying this, Song Qiao shook off Jiang Ming and tried to leave.
"Son, bring her back and beat her hard! Let her try to take over the company from you again tomorrow."
Zhang Dalan's words reminded Jiang Ming, who grabbed Song Qiao and threw her onto the sofa: "You want to leave? Did you get my permission? I'm your husband now, and I'm the one who calls the shots in this house!"
Seeing this, Song Qiao didn't dare to make a call, afraid that the surveillance footage on the phone would be discovered by Song Qiao. She just stared intently at Jiang Ming: "Are you sure you want to leave me at home?"
"I'm sure! I'll go to the company tomorrow and tell your dad that you're sick and need to rest at home for two days. I'll take over your work."
Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Song Qiao sneered twice and took out a piece of paper from her bag: "Take a look first. If you still want to lock me up at home, I have nothing to say."
Jiang Ming looked down and saw that the note read: "Dad! If I can't come to work on time one day, call the police!"
Seeing Jiang Ming's changed expression, Song Qiao said, "The agreement I made with my dad, and not only my dad, but also my friends and neighbors in the building, is that if there is any fighting in this house, call the police immediately."
Jiang Ming sneered: "It seems you no longer trust me. In that case, what if I kill you quietly? Then I can go to the company and kill your father, and then the company will be mine."
Song Qiao smiled and said, "You couldn't possibly do that, because my dad took the same precautions as I did. You'll see!"
Song Qiao took out another piece of paper from her bag, which was also printed in color, and threw it to Jiang Ming.
Another piece of paper reads: "If my life is in danger, Song Jianguo, call the police immediately."
Seeing the two pieces of paper in Song Qiao's hand, Jiang Ming laughed: "Song Qiao, do you think I'm a three-year-old child, so easily fooled?"
Just as Jiang Ming was about to pull Song Qiao to the bathroom, there was a knock on the door: "Song Qiao! Are you home?"
Liu Yan's voice.
"Liu Yan, save me!"
After Song Qiao said that, Liu Yan shouted loudly at the door, "What's wrong with you? I'm calling the police right now!"
Jiang Ming realized that Song Qiao was right and had indeed made arrangements in advance. He panicked slightly, and Song Qiao opened the door and ran out.
"Liu Yan, Jiang Ming wants to kill me!"
"Huh?" Liu Yan looked at Jiang Ming: "Is this true?"
Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, my husband and I were just joking around."
Song Qiao ignored him and ran downstairs before Liu Yan even left.
Seeing Song Qiao running so hurriedly, Liu Yan glanced back at Jiang Ming and followed her.
After Song Qiao got into the car, she opened the door and sat down. She saw Liu Yan running down the stairs and saying, "Sister-in-law, I won't be back for a few days. Please keep an eye on things at home. Call me if anything happens."
"What exactly happened?"
Liu Yan regretted telling Song Qiao about Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya, and she worried that the argument tonight would definitely be because she had told on them.
"Is it about Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya that I mentioned? Actually, it's just a rumor, and it's my fault for being nosy."
"No, sister-in-law, it has nothing to do with that matter. You don't need to ask anymore. Anyway, I won't be going home for the next couple of days. Just call me if you need anything."
After saying this, Song Qiao drove away from the residential area.
When Jiang Ming chased Song Qiao downstairs, her car was already gone.
This time, Song Qiao didn't stay at a hotel, but drove to Wang Hongmei's courtyard.
After parking the car, Song Qiao watched the home security camera footage for a while and discovered that Zhao Xiaoya was also at the company at that moment.
The three adults sat on the sofa in the living room. Jiang Xiaoran, who had been playing in the bedroom since Song Qiao came home, also came out and leaned against Zhao Xiaoya.
Song Qiao zoomed in and realized that Jiang Xiaoran and Song Xiaoya actually looked quite similar in some ways.
The most urgent task is to obtain DNA test results from Jiang Xiaoran and Zhao Xiaoya.
Before going upstairs, she called lawyer Zhang Guangming that very night, telling him she would come to see him the next day.
After finishing the call, Song Qiao called Tao Meiling again.
When I answered the phone, I heard the TV still playing on the other end. The voice asked, "Mom! Still awake?"
Song Qiao just wanted to remind her parents to be careful of Jiang Ming in the future, but she was afraid that her parents would worry about her, so she didn't dare to say it.
"Qiaoqiao, where are you? Are you outside? Are you alright?"
Afraid that Tao Meiling would worry, Song Qiao quickly said, "I'm fine. I'm at Hongmei's house now. I just wanted to remind you not to believe anything Jiang Ming says in the future. Okay! I'll go home when I have time, and we'll talk about it there."
Song Qiao was caught in a dilemma. If she told her parents, she was afraid they would worry. If she didn't tell them, she was afraid they wouldn't know the truth and would be deceived by Jiang Ming.
Hearing no response from the phone, Tao Meiling on the other end said, "Qiaoqiao! Don't go anywhere else. Ranran is still at home. She'll make a scene if you leave."
Upon hearing this, Song Qiao said, "My mother-in-law is here; she'll take care of the child."
"Your mother-in-law is here? Was the argument because of your mother-in-law? Qiaoqiao, as a daughter-in-law, you must be filial to your mother-in-law."
Even at this point, her mother was still teaching her to be virtuous and gentle.
Song Qiao agreed without explaining further, and the two ended the call.
Song Qiao waited in her car downstairs for a while before calling Wang Hongmei.
Wang Hongmei was at home making a budget in preparation for opening a psychological counseling room when her phone rang. Seeing that it was Song Qiao, she quickly answered, "Hello! Qiao Qiao."
"Xiaomei, I'm downstairs. Open the door for me in a bit."
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