After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 168 News Reports on Television

The next day.

Song Qiao woke up feeling suffocated.

Seeing Lu Mingxuan holding her with his entire weight on her, she slowly reached out and moved away from under him like a cicada shedding its shell. Just as she was about to get out of bed, he woke up.

"Sleep a little longer!"

Song Qiao got up and looked at his back. Fortunately, the injury hadn't been aggravated by last night's "exercise".

"I'll get up and make breakfast."

Thinking that all they had at home were eggs, Song Qiao asked, "Is there a supermarket nearby?"

"Yes! I'll go with you."

Seeing that the refrigerator was empty, Lu Mingxuan wanted to add some food, otherwise there would be nothing to eat when he came back tonight.

"Okay! Let's get dressed."

Song Qiao still felt uncomfortable walking after getting up, and thought to herself: Is he injured again? If he wasn't injured, would I even be able to get out of bed today?

Lu Mingxuan glanced at her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Song Qiao gave him a disgruntled look: "Isn't it all because of you?"

Lu Mingxuan laughed out loud: "I already told you, it won't affect your performance. If you're interested now, I can achieve even better results."

Song Qiao was so frightened that she quickly waved her hands and said, "I admit defeat."

Seeing that her ears had turned red, Lu Mingxuan tried to stand up, but Song Qiao quickly took the opportunity to run out.

When Song Qiao arrived at the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror, cupped her face in her hands, and couldn't bear to look at herself in the mirror when she thought about what happened last night.

"What? Are you shy?"

Upon hearing the voice, Song Qiao hurriedly replied nervously, "Where is it?"

She hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face, then opened the toiletries that Lu Mingxuan had bought for her. There was a bottle cap that she couldn't unscrew, so she studied it carefully.

"I'll help you!"

Lu Mingxuan took it and opened it easily: "Use it!"

Song Qiao was fussing over her face in the mirror, while Lu Mingxuan stood to the side with his arms crossed, watching her: "You don't need to cover your face. Just a little light makeup will make you look beautiful."

Song Qiao turned and glanced at him: "Why don't you go wash up too? What are you looking at me for?"

Song Qiao didn't know how to do makeup, and she was afraid that Lu Mingxuan would laugh at her later, saying that she was over thirty years old and still couldn't do her own makeup.

She doesn't wear makeup because it's unnecessary at home; since they got married, Jiang Ming has only taken her out once.

Zhao Xiaoya also went that time. She was without makeup, while Zhao Xiaoya wore exquisite makeup. After returning, Jiang Ming said that she had embarrassed him and that it was fortunate that Zhao Xiaoya had come to his rescue.

Song Qiao didn't understand. Wasn't she just showing her bare face? Did she embarrass him? From then on, she never went out with Jiang Ming again.

"What are you daydreaming about? Don't you know how to put on makeup?"

Lu Mingxuan asked curiously.

Song Qiao turned around and said honestly, "You're right. I don't usually wear makeup, so I don't know anything about this."

"Then let's not do it. You're fine as you are."

Jiang Ming said the same thing many years ago, but he didn't think that way anymore. He only cared about whether Jiang Xiaoran was being mistreated at home.

Turning her head, she saw a layer of bluish stubble on Lu Mingxuan's lips. She knew how to do that; she had shaved Song Jianguo's stubble when he was unconscious.

"Let me shave you!"

"Okay!"

Lu Mingxuan looked at Song Qiao with interest and handed her the electric shaver.

Song Qiao glanced at the height difference between the two: "Sit down on the chair. You're too tall, I can't reach you."

Hearing Song Qiao's words, Lu Mingxuan readily sat down in the chair in front of the mirror, looked up at Song Qiao, and said, "Come on!"

"Close your eyes!"

He's looking at her like that, how can she shave him? What if she gets distracted and hurts his face?

Lu Mingxuan obediently closed his eyes and faced Song Qiao.

She gently lifted his face with her small hands and slowly shaved the mustache from his mouth.

"Alright! Open your eyes."

Lu Mingxuan surprised her by kissing her: "Let's go! We'll go out and buy some things, and I'll make breakfast when we get back."

Lu Mingxuan pulled her downstairs. As they walked up the stairs, Song Qiao had already decided that she would definitely learn makeup when she had some free time. If she wore a sophisticated makeup look when she went out, he would feel more proud.

Upon arriving at the supermarket in the courtyard of the Moon Palace, the owner greeted Lu Mingxuan, his gaze lingering on Song Qiao's face for a moment before asking, "Your girlfriend?"

"Hmm! Do you have any fresh meat today?"

"They have beef, mutton, and pork over there."

After he said that, the boss called out loudly for Xiao Wang, and a female waitress came over.

"Please get the meat that arrived this morning for Young Master Lu."

Lu Mingxuan took a trolley, pushed it with one hand and held Song Qiao's hand with the other, and entered the temperature-controlled area.

The waiter, Xiao Wang, recommended some eggs, meat, vegetables, and seafood. Lu Mingxuan put them in the food cart and looked back at Song Qiao: "Let's buy a box of that."

Following his gaze, Song Qiao looked up at the waiter not far away and pinched his arm.

"What's there to be afraid of? They're here to be sold."

Song Qiao just wanted to leave as soon as possible, and whispered, "Can't you buy it if you don't speak up?"

Having received approval, Lu Mingxuan walked over and picked up a box: "Look at this brand..."

Turning around, Song Qiao was nowhere to be found. Xiao Wang smiled and reminded her, "Your girlfriend is gone!"

Lu Mingxuan tossed the box into the shopping cart: "Help me checkout."

Xiao Wang took the shopping cart, and Lu Mingxuan ran out. He saw Song Qiao standing outside the supermarket and said, "Don't wander around. I'll be right there."

Song Qiao stomped her foot in anger and decided never to go grocery shopping with him again.

After the shopping cart was checked out, Lu Mingxuan paid and came out carrying a large bag of things.

"What? Are you shy again?"

He loved seeing her shy, innocent look, like a naive young girl; he loved it even more.

"Who gave you permission to take that thing in front of others?"

Lu Mingxuan smiled and apologized, "I was wrong. From now on, I will only take it in front of you, not in front of others."

After the two returned home, Lu Mingxuan asked Song Qiao to sit down and rest while he went into the kitchen alone.

"Let me help you!"

"No need, go outside and watch TV."

Lu Mingxuan glanced at her, then lowered his head and began washing the vegetables.

Standing there, Song Qiao pictured Jiang Ming going home and becoming a hands-off boss.

Over the years, she went from being a pampered young lady of the Song family who never lifted a finger to becoming his loyal servant, yet she still hasn't gained his full approval.

Looking at Lu Mingxuan standing in the kitchen, earnestly cooking, Song Qiao felt nothing but regret and hatred.

When Song Qiao turned on the TV, she saw a news report and immediately became restless: "A murder case has occurred in Wenzhen. The victims are a mother and daughter. The mother is in her thirties and the child is five or six years old..."

Song Qiao's eyes were fixed on the images on the news, but the moment she took the picture, it was gone.

Song Qiao's heart pounded. Her mother was in her thirties, and her child was five or six? How could their ages be so similar to that of Tong Yao, Wang Cuihua?

"Qiaoqiao, come and eat!"

As Lu Mingxuan's voice rang out, Song Qiao snapped out of her daze and looked at the television again, only to find that the news broadcast had already ended.

She quickly grabbed her phone and searched for the murder case in Wenzhen, which was exactly the same as the one reported on TV: "The case is under investigation, and we will keep you updated."

"Qiaoqiao, dinner's ready."

Lu Mingxuan thought Song Qiao hadn't heard him, so he came out of the restaurant to call for her. When he saw Song Qiao's expression, he asked, "What's wrong?"