After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 44 Traveling alone and staying in a hotel

Jiang Ming was overjoyed to see that Song Qiao had compromised: "Don't go out, I'll go talk to Mom."

Song Qiao did this to punish Jiang Ming for bringing the old hag over without her consent.

Sure enough, when Jiang Ming pulled Zhang Dalan inside to talk about it, she immediately burst into tears.

"Why can't you tolerate me? How much have I, an old woman, eaten or drunk from you? All I've done is borrow this house to keep warm. Since you can't tolerate me, I'll just die!"

Song Qiao knew what Zhang Dalan was going to do next: she would go out and wail and scream to attract the neighbors, ruin her reputation, and make her avoid people whenever she went downstairs in the future.

"Jiang Ming, forget it. Since Mom's here, let her stay here."

Upon hearing Song Qiao's words, the old lady's crying stopped abruptly, as if she had stepped out of character from a play.

"Honey, Mom's not leaving. What about work...?"

"What? You get all the good things? As for work, I'll just go about my work as planned!"

Song Qiao will not indulge them.

She refused to believe that Jiang Ming could force her to compromise using this method; no way!

Hearing Song Qiao pressing him further, Jiang Ming had no choice but to try to calm her down first.

The house wasn't very big, just over 70 square meters, with two bedrooms. She and Jiang Ming lived in the larger bedroom, and Jiang Xiaoran lived in the smaller bedroom.

When the old lady came last time, Song Qiao and Jiang Ming put a bed on the balcony and drew a curtain. This time when Zhang Dalan came, upon hearing that she was not allowed to stay here, she ran into the master bedroom by herself.

When Jiang Ming went in, he found her packing up Song Qiao's things on the bed and throwing them out.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Looking at Song Qiao's pajamas on the floor, Jiang Ming asked.

"I came here to sleep here, so throw all her things out."

Jiang Ming hurriedly stopped Zhang Dalan: "Mom, you have to cooperate with me this time, otherwise she'll make a fuss about going to work at the company, and then we won't be able to keep my affair with Zhao Xiaoya a secret."

Upon hearing this, the old lady reluctantly looked up at her son: "How can I cooperate? Anyway, I'm not going back to my hometown; it freezes to death in winter."

The reason Zhao Xiaoya let the old lady stay here was because she knew that the house only had two bedrooms. Given the old lady's temperament, she would definitely stay in the larger room, which would make Song Qiao suffer. She wanted to make things difficult for Song Qiao.

She disliked her ever since high school. Her family was rich, she was beautiful, and all the boys in the class fawned over her. Later, she was the one who got Jiang Ming to turn her against him.

"How about I talk to Xiaoya and you stay at her place for a couple of days? The new house will be ready soon, and then you can live in the house Xiaoya is living in."

When the old lady heard that her son had prepared a house for her in the city, she looked up at him and asked, "Really? Mom can live in Jiangcheng from now on and won't go back to the countryside?"

Zhang Dalan was quite the braggart in the village, saying that her son was a CEO in the city and had even bought her a house. She said he only came home to look at the old house and would leave after a few days.

If we go back to the countryside, we'll be exposed.

"Really! Listen to me, I've already arranged everything for you. And don't worry, in a few years this house will also have both your and my names on it."

Zhang Dalan was overjoyed by her son's words. She walked out of the bedroom and looked at Song Qiao, who was sitting on the sofa waiting, and said, "Since you can't tolerate an old lady like me, then I'll go back to my hometown. However, you must keep your promise to my son, or I'll go to your mother's house and make a scene."

Song Qiao sneered inwardly: "Old lady, you still want to cause trouble for my mother's family? Do you think I don't know about your son buying you a house? I was deceived by you in the last life, but that's impossible in this life."

"It's not that I don't want you to live here, it's that your son doesn't want to live on the balcony. Your son can't afford a big house, and this small house that was part of my dowry at my parents' house doesn't have a room for you. Why don't you and Ranran live here?"

Upon hearing Song Qiao's words, Jiang Xiaoran immediately ran out to protest: "I don't want to live with Grandma, she smells too bad."

Zhang Dalan is usually lazy. When she lived here before, she would have to scold Song Qiao before she would agree to take a shower. This time when she came back, Song Qiao didn't plan to care. Let her take a shower or not, it's up to her.

When Zhang Dalan heard Jiang Xiaoran say that she smelled bad, she angrily cursed, "You brat!" and muttered, "This little girl is acting like she's made of sheep droppings—she's got some nerve."

In the past, Song Qiao would have scolded Jiang Xiaoran for being rude to her grandmother, but this time she pretended not to hear. What business is it of hers if dogs fight?

Wasn't Jiang Xiaoran born to Zhao Xiaoya, the good daughter-in-law she tacitly approved of? She should accept her lack of manners and domineering behavior.

Upon hearing that the old lady was going back to the countryside, Song Qiao asked, "When are you leaving?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dalan angrily cursed, "Song Qiao, you've lost your heart! It's already dark, are you going to let me leave tonight? My hometown is hundreds of miles away from here."

Upon hearing Zhang Dalan's words, Song Qiao picked up her bag and said, "Then let's leave tomorrow. You can stay in the bedroom, and I'll stay in a hotel."

In her previous life, Zhang Dalan had to compromise and sleep on the sofa and the balcony. This time, that's impossible; she's going to sleep in a comfortable, soft bed in a hotel.

"Staying in a hotel? Song Qiao, how much money do you have? Can't you just relax on the sofa for one night?"

Jiang Ming couldn't help but curse.

“I have money to burn. My family is rich. I can stay wherever I want. Otherwise, I can let my mom sleep on the sofa and I won’t have to go to a hotel.”

When Zhang Dalan heard Song Qiao suggest she sleep on the sofa, she immediately objected: "I won't sleep on the sofa, my back will hurt if I sleep on the sofa."

"Then you sleep in the bedroom, I'm leaving!"

Song Qiao felt disgusted to share a bed with Jiang Ming; now, she couldn't sleep soundly whenever she was with him.

Watching Song Qiao slam the door and leave with her bag, Zhang Dalan started cursing again at home. Jiang Ming was so angry that he wanted to chase after her, but after thinking about it, he returned to the living room.

Jiang Xiaoran wasn't interested in where Song Qiao stayed, as long as it wasn't in her room.

Song Qiao drove her luxury car directly to the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel and booked a room.

She originally wanted to go to Wang Hongmei's place, but then she thought that if she went there, she couldn't force the old lady to leave. That old lady was wicked; all the neighbors who lived there talked badly about her.

After settling into the hotel, Song Qiao took out two bottles of medicine she had brought from the bedside table. One bottle contained her Vitamin B1, and the other contained sleeping pills for Jiang Ming. After looking at the notes on them, she put them back in her bag.

She first took a shower, and when she was comfortably lying in bed, she took out the security camera footage from the bedroom.

At this moment, Zhang Dalan stood in front of her wardrobe and vented her anger on the clothes inside. First, she took them out, put them on the ground, stomped on them hard, spat on them, and then hung them up again.

At this moment, Zhang Dalan saw the jewelry box on her dressing table. As Song Qiao's eyes widened, she took out the gold necklace and gold bracelet and put them into her pocket.

When she married Jiang Ming, Zhang Dalan didn't buy her a single piece of gold jewelry; instead, her mother gave her gold jewelry as a dowry, which is now also in her pocket.

After the decorations were finished, Zhang Dalan walked out of the bedroom. This time she didn't close the door because the house was small and the bedroom was close to the living room. Song Qiao saw Jiang Ming on the sofa making a phone call. After he finished, he stood up, opened the door, and walked out.

Song Qiao frowned, regretting that she hadn't installed more cameras—one in the living room, one in the bedroom, and one in Jiang Ming's car.

After closing the door, the old lady sat down in the spot where Jiang Ming had just been sitting and turned on the television.

The TV show "Princess Pearl" was playing, and the old lady was watching and laughing. At this moment, Jiang Xiaoran walked over, and the old lady seemed to say something to her. She happily stood at the door and waited.

About ten minutes later, to Song Qiao's surprise, the door opened and Zhao Xiaoya walked in.