After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 221 The Confession That Never Comes

Zhang Guangming took the house back from Zhao Xiaoya in Sunshine Community and gave the key to Song Qiao.

"Miss Song, I just came out of the police station. It seems that Jiang Ming's mother is dead."

When Zhang Guangming went in, several police officers, including Officer Liu, were interrogating Jiang Ming, who had been brought to the police station.

"His mother is dead?"

Song Qiao was shocked. Zhang Dalan was perfectly fine when she went to find Jiang Xiaoran this morning. Could it be Jiang Xiaoran?

"The police are investigating this matter."

Song Qiao looked at Zhang Guangming thoughtfully and asked, "When should I go get the divorce certificate?"

“It’s perfect timing that Jiang Ming is back. You can pick up your divorce certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau anytime. I can do it for him.”

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao nodded: "No need, I'll deliver it to him personally, Attorney Zhang, thank you!"

As husband and wife, Song Qiao wanted to see Jiang Ming's attitude towards the marriage, and she also wanted to see if he regretted it.

"Attorney Zhang, I've troubled you a lot these past few days. I'll transfer the money to you soon."

"Alright! In that case, I'll be going. Call me if you need anything."

Song Qiao looked at Zhang Guangming with respect in her eyes: "Okay! I'll see you off."

Song Qiao personally escorted Zhang Guangming out of the office, her gratitude evident in her actions.

"By the way, aren't you going to send your daughter to kindergarten? Why don't you go back to the old kindergarten? My son goes there; the teachers are good and the environment is nice."

Song Qiao thought for a moment and nodded: "I'll think about it."

The school Tong Yao used to attend was quite good. Now that Jiang Xiaoran is gone, it's fine to send the child back there, since she knows all the other children there.

After Zhang Guangming left, Song Qiao called the kindergarten leaders and arranged to send Tong Yao there the next day.

After telling Wang Cuihua the news over the phone, Song Qiao picked up her keys and drove off.

After arriving at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Song Qiao quickly obtained two divorce certificates following the procedures.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Song Qiao called Lu Mingxuan, but no one answered. He had two surgeries today, one at noon and one in the afternoon, and was probably in the operating room again by now.

Looking down at the divorce certificate in her hand, Song Qiao sighed. She had thought that she and Jiang Ming would stay together forever. She had even planned their lives together, growing old together and holding hands. But she never expected that their marriage would run aground halfway.

This is good, it finally made her understand that life is unpredictable and we should cherish the present moment.

Hatred for Jiang Ming is no longer important, especially now that she has the divorce papers. In this life and the next, they are no longer entangled.

Driving to the police station, Song Qiao first met with Officer Liu and learned that Jiang Ming had been detained.

"Officer Liu, we were husband and wife, I want to see him."

Da Liu glanced at the divorce certificate in her hand and said, "Okay! I'll arrange for someone to take you there."

Song Qiao followed a policeman into a room, and as soon as the door opened, Jiang Ming, who was sitting opposite her, immediately stood up.

"Song Qiao? What brings you here?"

After failing to frame Song Qiao, Jiang Ming gave up. He had been thinking a lot these past few days and realized that he was too greedy and hadn't cherished such a good woman as Song Qiao, but instead got entangled with Zhao Xiaoya.

"Jiang Ming, I've gotten the divorce certificate and brought it to you. I also have a few words to say to you."

On the way here, Song Qiao seemed to have let go, but when she saw Jiang Ming again, she realized that what she had let go of was only her feelings, while the resentment remained.

Upon hearing Song Qiao's words, the police officer turned and left, closing the door behind him.

"Song Qiao, I don't want a divorce. I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?"

Jiang Ming looked at the divorce certificate in her hand and deflated.

"I can't give it to you anymore. It's not just that there's no love between us anymore; it's more about the hurt you've caused me and my family, Jiang Ming! When you abandoned the child five years ago, didn't you feel even a little bit of reluctance?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ming lowered his head. He didn't know what he was thinking at the time, but he just didn't want to have a child with Song Qiao. Wasn't she arrogant? He was determined to trample her arrogance underfoot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qiao asked, "Actually, when you agreed to marry me back then, did you have an ulterior motive? I want you to tell the truth?"

The repeated hurt and betrayal made Song Qiao realize that Jiang Ming's purpose in marrying her was to get her family's money, her father's company.

"That's right! I married you to show them, especially Lu Mingxuan. Isn't his family rich? Doesn't he live a privileged life? I just can't accept it. I've always hated you kids who live in wealthy families, especially when you have to be subservient to others. I swear I'll be better than you."

Song Qiao shook her head. If she hadn't heard these words herself, she would never have believed that someone's jealousy could reach such a level.

“Zhao Xiaoya is different. I can get everything I want from her: dignity, status, and the dignity that a man should have…”

"Enough!" Song Qiao shouted, looking at him as if he were a pervert.

She suddenly realized that she had never truly understood him. Even after so many years of marriage and sleeping in the same bed, she had no idea how jealous and despicable he was.

"My question is, when you abandoned your child in the garbage dump back then, didn't you feel any remorse?"

Song Qiao hysterically looked at Jiang Ming and shouted.

Jiang Ming glanced at Song Qiao, a momentary look of fear flashing in his eyes, which quickly turned into a look of triumph.

"Who told that child to come with Ranran at such an inopportune time? Think about it, if I don't send that child away, how can I have so much energy to take care of the two of you? Besides, I also need to focus on your father's company."

Song Qiao gritted her teeth: "So, you killed that child with your own hands?"

"If it were a boy, I might be reluctant to part with him, but if it's a girl, keeping my child with Xiaoya is enough."

Song Qiao bit her lip until it bled. This was a police station. Zhang Guangming had warned her not to lay a hand on Jiang Ming, saying he was a cunning man who would try to drag her down even in a police station.

"Jiang Ming! Even tigers don't eat their cubs, yet you threw your own daughter into the garbage dump, letting her die without any dignity. How cruel are you?"

She had originally intended to tell him about the nursery rhyme, but now she didn't want to; he didn't deserve to be the child's father.

He had nothing to do with nursery rhymes anymore; he had killed that child with his own hands.

"Jiang Ming, we were husband and wife, and I've already sent the divorce certificate. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. I will have my lawyer list out everything you've done and file a lawsuit."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming shouted, "What have I done? I'm penniless and imprisoned now, all because of you, Song Qiao. I won't let you get away with this!"

Hearing his words, Song Qiao felt a chill run through her. She had poured eight years of her heart and soul into him, only to be met with his jealousy and hatred.