After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 230 Trust

When Lu Xinjun called Song Qiao, she was thinking about getting her marriage certificate with Lu Mingxuan and answered the phone when she saw it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey!"

"Song Qiao, I am Lu Xinjun."

Judging from the tone of his self-introduction, Song Qiao understood that Lu Xinjun did not regard her as his future daughter-in-law.

"Uncle, is there something you need when you call me?"

Song Qiao still wanted to hear what Lu Xinjun had to say.

Do you have time? If you do, let's meet.

It seems the couple are taking turns trying to persuade her to let go of Lu Mingxuan.

"Okay! Uncle, you set the time."

Since he was Lu Mingxuan's father, she couldn't refuse to see him. He was a hospital director who had personally promised her and his son, but now he was going back on his word. She wanted to hear his reasons.

"I'll be waiting for you at Xiangming Tea House in half an hour."

Lu Xinjun deliberately chose a place close to Song Qiao's company, which seemed to show a lot of manly demeanor.

"Okay, see you in a bit."

After Song Qiao and Lu Xinjun ended their call, Song Qiao picked up her coat and car keys and went outside.

Less than half an hour later, Song Qiao appeared at the entrance of Xiangming Tea House. Through the glass window, Lu Xinjun saw her and dialed her number again.

"I'm at table number 9!"

"understood!"

Song Qiao agreed and went inside.

Having successfully found table number 9, Song Qiao met Lu Xinjun: "Uncle, what did you want to see me about?"

"It's about Mingxuan and Weiwei. They've been together for a long time. The reason I'm talking to you is to ask you to step aside."

One Qiao Hongwei doesn't prove anything, but there's also Lu Xinjun. Song Qiao can't help but suspect Lu Mingxuan and Qiao Wei's affair.

"Are they really together?"

When Song Qiao asked this question, she was in a terrible mood and didn't even notice the tea the waiter brought.

When she looked up, she bumped into the waiter's hand, and the hot tea spilled onto her hand, immediately turning it red.

"Miss Song, are you alright?"

When Lu Xinjun saw that Song Qiao had been burned, he looked at her hand with concern.

The stinging pain in Song Qiao's hand instantly numbed her wounded heart. She looked at Lu Xinjun helplessly and said, "I'm fine!"

After saying this, Song Qiao stood up, bowed, and said, "Dean Lu, I'll be leaving now. Don't worry, I won't contact your son anymore."

Amidst the waiter's repeated apologies, Song Qiao left the teahouse.

After getting into the car, Song Qiao sat in the driver's seat and looked down to see that blisters had formed on the web of her hand.

Song Qiao forced herself to drive to Huaxia Hospital.

Throughout the journey, Song Qiao kept thinking about Lu Xinjun's words: they had been together for a long time.

Why did Lu Mingxuan lie to her? Lu Xinjun's words reminded Song Qiao of the day Qiao Zhennan celebrated his birthday. They were in bed together then, and maybe he really was with Qiao Wei, and that the pregnancy was true.

She endured the pain and finally arrived at Huaxia Hospital. The doctor looked at the blisters on her hands and suggested treating them.

"It might hurt a little, but the wound will heal faster once it's treated."

"It doesn't hurt much, but let's get it treated."

The pain in her hand was nothing compared to the pain in her heart, and Song Qiao reached out her hand.

When the cold surgical scissors cut open the blister on her hand, she still shuddered from the pain.

"Can you bear it? This kind of injury can't be treated with anesthesia," the doctor explained.

"I can endure it!"

Song Qiao looked down at the cut area on her hand; the bright red skin was somewhat shocking.

After bandaging her up, the doctor looked at her and said, "You're all better now! Just be careful not to eat spicy or irritating foods."

Song Qiao said thank you and left the operating room.

Back in the car, Song Qiao saw Lu Mingxuan's call and answered it.

"Qiaoqiao, where are you? I've found the household registration booklet. Let's go get our marriage certificate now."

Song Qiao replied calmly, "I've set off now and I'm out there, so I won't get the certificate for now."

Lu Mingxuan noticed something was off about Song Qiao's voice and asked on the phone, "Qiao Qiao, are you feeling unwell?"

"No! I'm busy here, I'll hang up now."

Song Qiao ended the call with Lu Mingxuan, citing work as the reason.

Looking at the gradually cooling phone screen, Lu Mingxuan on the other end could tell that Song Qiao was unhappy. Her cold tone made him feel uneasy.

Lu Mingxuan immediately called Song Jianguo, who answered, "Mingxuan, what's up?"

"Uncle Song, where did Song Qiao go?"

Subconsciously, Song Jianguo replied, "I don't know, Qiaoqiao didn't tell me she was leaving today."

"I see!"

So, Song Qiao was deliberately avoiding him. Why was she avoiding him? It must be because his mother went to see her.

After thinking about all this, Lu Mingxuan drove to the urban construction company.

When Lu Mingxuan arrived, Song Qiao had just driven into the company courtyard. Before she could even arrange for the receptionist, she saw a familiar figure standing there.

"Qiaoqiao, what happened to your hand?"

Lu Mingxuan watched as Song Qiao walked over, holding the gauze, and asked worriedly.

"I accidentally burned myself, it's nothing. Come to my office, I need to talk to you."

Hiding isn't a solution; it's better to talk things out face-to-face.

Lu Mingxuan and Song Qiao entered the chairman's office together and sat down on the sofa.

"Mingxuan, I think we should break up. Don't come looking for me again."

Hearing Song Qiao's words, Lu Mingxuan looked at her with concern: "What happened? One minute you say you've set off, the next you say you're injured. Tell me what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just feel like we're not a good match."

Song Qiao said this, but her heart felt like it had been stabbed.

The two had originally agreed to spend the rest of their lives together, never to leave each other, but now she has changed her mind and chosen to let go.

"Even if I'm sentenced to death, you have to tell me what crime I committed."

Now that things had come to this, Song Qiao didn't want to hide it anymore. She looked up at Lu Mingxuan and said, "Your father has spoken to me. He told me to leave you because of Qiao Wei!"

There was no need to explain further. Lu Mingxuan gave her a sorrowful look: "You choose to believe my father?"

“It wasn’t just your dad; your mom also came to me, asking me to let go.”

Lu Mingxuan nodded: "So, you'd rather believe them than believe me?"

Song Qiao looked at Lu Mingxuan: "I don't want to get involved with you. I'm tired."

Lu Mingxuan stood up from the sofa: "Alright then, I won't bother you anymore."

Watching Lu Mingxuan's departing figure, large tears streamed down Song Qiao's face. She wanted to say to him, "I'm sorry, I didn't want it to be like this either."

After leaving the urban construction company, Lu Mingxuan drove to the hospital.

He wanted to ask Lu Xinjun himself: Was he really his son? Why was he treating him like this?

After arriving at the hospital, Lu Mingxuan went directly to Lu Xinjun's office, but his assistant, Xiao Gao, told him that the hospital director was not there.

Do you know where he went?

"It seems they went to the old man's place!"

As it happened, Lu Mingxuan also wanted to go to Yushan, so after leaving the hospital, he drove there.