After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 215 Bed Clients

Sure enough, after everyone ate it, they couldn't help but nod in approval.

Song Qiao said, "Okay, Sister Cui's cooking skills are pretty good. Let's settle on this. From now on, you can take care of my parents."

Xiao Cui successfully stayed.

Sunshine Community.

Zhao Xiaoya, limping, pulled her suitcase and led Jiang Xiaoran out of the room. Just then, they ran into Liu Yan returning from her parents' home. The two met on the stairs.

"Hey! Isn't this Secretary Zhao? What are you doing here?"

Liu Yan had also heard about Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya's affair, and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"I've come to get something!"

Zhao Xiaoya also knew Liu Yan, Zhang Xiaodong's wife, and she knew that this woman was not someone to be trifled with.

Liu Yan didn't stop Zhao Xiaoya. Her gaze lingered on Zhao Xiaoya and Jiang Xiaoran for a moment as they went downstairs, and then she opened her own front door.

Liu Yan took out her phone and dialed Song Qiao's number.

As Song Qiao sat down at the dining table to serve Tong Yao some food, she looked down at her phone, which rang. She picked it up, saw it was Liu Yan calling, and hurriedly left the dining room to answer it in the living room: "Hello! Sister-in-law."

"Xiao Qiao, I just ran into Zhao Xiaoya. She was carrying a suitcase and had Jiang Xiaoran with her. It looked like they were about to go out."

Song Qiao was taken aback by these words. She turned around and glanced at Lu Mingxuan at the dining table, just as he was looking at her.

"Sister-in-law, I understand, thank you!"

After Song Qiao and Liu Yan ended their call, Song Qiao looked at Lu Mingxuan who was walking over and said, "Liu Yan said that Zhao Xiaoya left with her suitcase. Should we call the police station to ask?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingxuan nodded and said, "Okay! I'll play."

Lu Mingxuan quickly dialed Officer Liu's number, and his voice came from the other end: "Hello! Dean Lu."

"Zhao Xiaoya ran off with her suitcase!"

"Ran?"

Officer Liu was busy on the phone asking someone to check the surveillance footage, while his phone was still active.

"She can't run away, don't worry."

After Lu Mingxuan and Officer Liu ended their call, Lu comforted Song Qiao, "Let's go eat. Leave this to the police."

Song Qiao nodded, and the two returned to the dining table to continue their meal.

After Zhao Xiaoya went downstairs, she quickly got into a taxi.

"Driver, to the airport."

The driver glanced back at Zhao Xiaoya and Jiang Xiaoran: "Okay!"

The taxi quickly left the Sunshine Residential Area and headed towards the airport.

Police officer Liu has located Zhang Biao and is currently interrogating him.

"Zhao Xiaoya provided evidence that you and Song Qiao participated in the buying and selling of Jiang Xiaoran. Is this true?"

Thinking of the million in his hand, he lowered his head: "I had no choice. My wife is sick at home, and I want to earn money for her medical expenses."

Where did you conduct the transaction? Do you have any evidence?

Da Liu looked at Zhang Biao sitting in the chair and asked.

“We made the deal in Lianhua Town. At that time, Song Qiao gave me one million yuan and asked me to sell her adopted daughter to the west. She also said that if the deal was done, she would give me one million yuan, and the money from selling the child would also be mine.”

How did you and Song Qiao meet?

Da Liu asked calmly.

“My wife was hospitalized in her boyfriend’s hospital, and one day she found me.”

Zhang Biao's answer was flawless; Jiang Xiaoran had discussed this with him beforehand.

Do you know her boyfriend?

"I know him, he's Lu Mingxuan, the vice president of Jiangcheng Hospital."

Da Liu took out two photos: "Take a look and see if this is the person?"

Zhang Biao looked at him and nodded: "That's him!"

The person in the photo Zhao Xiaoya gave him was the same person, and Zhang Biao concluded that this person was Lu Mingxuan.

"If I put you in a confrontation with Song Qiao right now, would you be willing?"

Zhang Biao nodded: "I'm willing!"

“Zhang Biao, you need to think this through. What you said today is related to your future. If you lie, you will be held legally responsible.”

"I am willing to take responsibility for what I say."

Officer Liu looked at Zhang Biao, his eyes gleaming, and asked, "Do you know Zhou Dali?"

Zhang Biao panicked for a moment upon hearing this, but quickly regained his composure: "I don't know him!"

Before receiving the million, he had signed a life-or-death agreement with Zhou Dali, promising that no matter what happened in the future, he could not reveal it, or else his whole family would be killed.

With his wife sick and his son in elementary school, Zhang Biao has already decided that this million yuan will be left to his son in the future.

"Zhang Biao, take a look at these photos."

Xing Rui showed Zhang Biao the photos on her phone one by one: "Is this you?"

The photo shows him and Zhou Dali sitting together in a mirage.

Is this you?

Zhang Biao was already sweating profusely, but he still told himself: Don't be nervous.

"It was me. I went to Mirage Restaurant for a meal and met the owner there. He was very hospitable, so he sat down and had a drink with me!"

The scene in the photo is just the two of them sitting together, which doesn't prove anything.

“Zhang Biao, you really don’t know how to repent. I’ve printed out all your bank statements. You have a transaction record of one million yuan, and the transaction was made by Zhao Xiaoya!”

Zhang Biao panicked completely. He shouldn't have deposited the money in the bank; it seemed he couldn't hide anything anymore.

"I'll tell you everything!"

Faced with the police's stern questioning, Zhang Biao had no choice but to confess that he had agreed to Zhao Xiaoya's request to frame Song Qiao.

"They just wanted me to testify that Song Qiao sold her adopted daughter, and I agreed because of the money."

Zhang Biao regretted it. He knew this was a road of no return. If he didn't do it, Zhou Dali wouldn't let him off the hook; if he did, the police wouldn't let him off the hook either.

“Zhou Dali threatened me, saying that if I betrayed him, he would kill my son.”

After saying this, Zhang Biao looked pained: "My wife has been sick for many years and needs to take medicine. My son is still young, so I had no choice but to agree."

Da Liu looked at Xing Rui: "Call someone to wait for Zhao Xiaoya at the airport or the dock. The surveillance footage shows that she seems to be going to the airport."

"Yes! I'll go right away."

After Xing Rui left the interrogation room, he immediately arranged for someone to intercept Zhao Xiaoya.

Da Liu continued interrogating Zhang Biao: "Do you know Song Qiao?"

“I don’t know her. Zhao Xiaoya gave me her photo. Officer, please, my son needs protection.”

Da Liu nodded: "As long as you cooperate with solving the case, we will protect your family, so don't worry."

"I'll cooperate!"

After Jiang Ming returned to Jiangcheng in his farm tricycle, he got off the vehicle wearing a hat and a large mask and quickly slipped into the residential area.

After arriving downstairs, he looked up at the second floor and slipped into the stairwell.

When he arrived at the door of room 201 and took out his key, he couldn't open the door no matter what he did.

"Oh shit!"

Jiang Ming assumed Zhao Xiaoya had changed the lock, so he took out his phone and dialed her number, only to find that the number was not in service.

Jiang Ming kicked the door like a madman, and was about to leave when Zhang Lin came up the stairs: "Why did you kick my door?"

Jiang Ming looked confused: "I kicked my own door, how did it become yours?"

"Zhao Xiaoya sold this house to me, look!"

Zhang Lin took out the purchase agreement from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Ming.

"What? Zhao Xiaoya sold this house?"

Jiang Ming took a few steps back, sensing what Zhao Xiaoya had done behind his back. His eyes widened as he stared at Zhang Lin: "Do you know where she went?"

"I don't know, I guess they went to sell it again."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Ming's grip tightened, and Zhang Lin pushed him away, saying, "You're not one of her bed clients, are you?"