After rebirth, Mrs. Huo only wanted a divorce

The wind is cool in the middle of the night.

Qiao Shinian was sweating from being chased by those people before, and now she felt a little cold when the wind blew.

Song Qingchuan handed the coat he had draped over his arm to Qiao Shinian.

"It may smell a little drunk, please don't mind, Miss Qiao."

Song Qingchuan was almost sober at this time. His face had regained some gentleness, but his brows were full of apology.

Qiao Shinian did feel a little cold, and she was also tired. She had been busy with the cocktail party all night, and encountered such a bad thing before leaving.

In order to prevent her weak immune system from catching a cold, Qiao Shinian took the coat and put it on.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, I've caused you trouble today."

Song Qingchuan apologized, "Are you okay? Should I take you to the hospital for a full-body checkup?"

"I'm fine," Qiao Shinian shook his head. "Your feet were so swollen before, I'm afraid you need to go to the hospital."

Song Qingchuan said nonchalantly, "I just asked the police to give me some swelling-reducing spray. I feel much better now. I won't go to the hospital for the time being."

Just then, Song Qingchuan's driver drove over and he said, "Miss Qiao, I'll take you home first."

Song Qingchuan knew the condition of his body well, and Qiao Shinian didn't have the energy to persuade him any further. She just wanted to go back and rest as soon as possible.

The driver parked the car in front of them, and Song Qingchuan opened the back door for Qiao Shinian like a gentleman.

Qiao Shinian didn't say anything polite and sat down directly.

However, before Song Qingchuan was about to close the door, Qiao Shinian saw a bloodstain on his elbow.

"Mr. Song, is your hand injured?"

At that time, the thin man stabbed Song Qingchuan with a knife very quickly. Although Qiao Shinian kicked the man away, Song Qingchuan was probably still scratched.

Song Qingchuan followed Qiao Shinian's line of sight and raised his elbow to take a look. "It's just a minor injury. It's okay. Just apply some medicine."

Fortunately, the wound was not deep. The driver told me that there was hemostatic ointment in the medicine box on the car.

Qiao Shinian asked Song Qingchuan to sit in the back seat and she helped him wipe it.

Song Qingchuan's injury was on his right elbow, and he couldn't move easily. Qiao Shinian didn't care whether it was appropriate or not, and rolled up his sleeves for him.

There was indeed a red mark on Song Qingchuan's elbow left by the tip of the knife, about three or four centimeters long. It had stopped bleeding and a layer of light yellow scab had formed.

Qiao Shinian gently pressed Song Qingchuan's wound with medical cotton, and then applied ointment on him.

Perhaps the medicine was not very irritating, as Song Qingchuan did not cry out in pain nor show any sign of enduring it during the entire process.

After applying the medicine, Qiao Shinian wiped his hands and said, "Mr. Song, for safety reasons, it would be better for you to go to the hospital for a tetanus injection later."

Song Qingchuan didn't know what he was thinking and didn't respond to her.

Qiao Shinian didn't have the energy to talk to him anymore, she was just too tired.

Leaning against the car window, Qiao Shinian looked at the night outside and tried to relieve his fatigue.

Perhaps the scenery outside the window was too monotonous, and before he knew it, Qiao Shinian closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Qiao Shinian woke up with a sore neck, she found that the car had stopped. It turned out that it had arrived at the building where she lived in Mingyue Garden.

The driver was not in the car, and Song Qingchuan probably did not get out of the car because of his sore feet. He sat next to her and closed his eyes to rest.

Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes.

"Sorry, Mr. Song, I fell asleep."

Qiao Shinian rubbed his neck, secretly glad that he did not sleep close to Song Qingchuan. There was still a person's width of space between their seats.

"Why didn't Mr. Song wake me up?" Qiao Shinian asked casually.

Song Qingchuan did not reply to her words, but turned his head to look at her, "Miss Qiao trusts me so much that she dares to let herself sleep peacefully like this."

Qiao Shinian had just woken up, and her mind was not clear enough to realize what Song Qingchuan said was wrong. She said embarrassedly, "I might be too tired. I accidentally fell asleep while looking outside. Sorry."

Song Qingchuan still looked at her, "Miss Qiao, aren't you afraid that I will do something bad to you?"

It was very dark inside the car at this time, with only the dim light from the neighborhood's street lights shining through the glass windows.

Qiao Shinian couldn't quite see the look in Song Qingchuan's eyes, but she vaguely felt that he had lost his usual gentlemanly elegance, and there was a hint of... sneer and mockery in his eyes?

Qiao Shinian was somewhat puzzled and asked directly: "Will you do anything bad to me?"

"Of course not," Song Qingchuan retracted all the emotions in his eyes and smiled lightly, "I just asked casually. Seeing that Miss Qiao trusts people and things so much, Song is very envious."

After hearing Song Qingchuan's words, Qiao Shinian's mind became clearer and he roughly understood what he meant.

"Mr. Song, you are Song Man's brother. Given your upbringing and your conditions, you wouldn't do anything while I'm asleep. I still have some trust in you."

Qiao Shinian was telling the truth. Although she felt that Song Qingchuan was dangerous, she believed that Song Qingchuan would not take advantage of her no matter what.

Hearing this, Song Qingchuan let out a very low laugh, "Ms. Qiao is just like Manman. She has had smooth sailing since she was a child and has been spoiled by her family. She doesn't think people are evil, which is also a kind of happiness."

Qiao Shinian didn't know whether Song Qingchuan's words were a sarcasm or a compliment.

"Everyone will encounter evil hearts, but after encountering evil, does that mean we have to be malicious and suspicious of everyone?" Qiao Shinian didn't quite understand.

Song Qingchuan paused for a moment, then asked, "Miss Qiao, I'm a little curious. When those men outside the bar were chasing you, you could have escaped on your own. Why did you turn back?"

Thinking of that scene, Qiao Shinian also felt thrilling.

She said truthfully, "I actually thought about running away, but if I leave you alone, they will vent their anger on you, and you are injured and have little fighting power, so I have no choice but to take a chance."

Song Qingchuan paused again, and without asking any more questions, he regained his gentle tone, "Song encountered some problems these two days, and was in a bad mood, so he drank too much. I am really sorry for causing trouble for Miss Qiao."

Qiao Shinian shook his head. "It's nothing for me. I went to see Mr. Song today because of Song Man. But Song Man cares about you very much. When she heard that you were injured, she was so drunk that she couldn't walk steadily, but she was still in a hurry to find you."

Qiao Shinian said, "So Mr. Song, if you have anything, you can tell Song Man. Even if she can't give you good advice, at least she can be a listener. You don't have to drink alone."

Song Qingchuan smiled at Qiao Shinian's suggestion and said, "Okay, thank you, Miss Qiao."

"By the way, Miss Qiao left the bank card number and contact information of the fruit seller, right?"

Song Qingchuan said, "Give it to me, I'll send someone to transfer the money to him."

Qiao Shinian did leave the other party's contact information and card number. She had to do what she promised, but her phone was broken and she couldn't transfer the money, so she thought about calling him when she got home.

I didn't expect Song Qingchuan to notice such a small thing.

"The incident was caused by me. I can't let Miss Qiao get frightened, work hard, and pay money." Song Qingchuan said again.