Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

"Alright, then I'll accept your offer and shamelessly have my New Year's Eve dinner here."

Song Lingge poked her head out and shouted, "Then why don't you hurry up and wash your hands?"

"Okay, here we come."

Qiao Nansheng moved closer to Song Lingge.

After washing her hands, Song Lingge wasn't in a hurry to leave. She said softly, "Today is New Year's Eve dinner. Are you sure you're okay not going home for dinner?"

Qiao Nansheng pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Then go and tell Grandma Lin and your aunt. They are elders, and I don't know how to refuse them!"

I meant well and thought of him, but he kicked the ball back. It's true that good intentions don't always pay off.

Song Lingge rolled her eyes at Qiao Nansheng and left him to go to the restaurant.

Zhao Zhangguo sat in the main seat, Lin Xiuzhi and Song Jianmei sat on his right, and Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng sat on his left.

Song Lingge poured everyone a small glass of champagne.

He raised his glass and said, "Everyone, raise your glasses and let's clink them together!"

As instructed, everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together, producing a crisp sound.

"Happy New Year!"

This is Song Lingge's first New Year after her rebirth.

Although it's not as colorful and exciting as many rebirth novels, and even has many regrets.

But she is just an ordinary person who has been given a chance to be reborn after experiencing hardship, and she has tried her best to change the situation.

We don't strive for perfection, but rather for continuous improvement.

The people at the table today are those with whom she has the closest relationship since her rebirth.

How fortunate I am to be able to sit at the same table with these people and have a meal together; in my previous life, that would have been an unbelievable dream.

Regardless of Qiao Nansheng, it's impossible for Zhao Zhangguo and his wife to sit at the same table as Song Jianmei.

Her rebirth truly changed many things.

Song Lingge raised her glass to Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'd like to toast you. Happy New Year, and may you enjoy good health and longevity!"

Lin Xiuzhi smiled and said, "Okay, we will definitely live to be a hundred years old. Grandma is even planning to help you take care of your children in the future!"

Song Lingge's face flushed red again; she's been blushing all day long.

"Grandma!"

Song Lingge shouted loudly, and everyone at the table burst into laughter.

Lin Xiuzhi wasn't angry. She took out a red envelope from her pocket and handed it to her, saying with a smile, "Haha, look at the New Year's gift your grandparents prepared for you."

"Thank you, Grandma and Grandpa!"

"Don't get angry over money," Song Lingge quickly accepted the New Year's money with a smile, and that was the end of it.

We can't hold a grudge against our elders, can we?

Song Lingge poured another glass and toasted Song Jianmei: "Aunt, this glass is for you. From now on, we are partners, and we will work together to make a lot of money."

Song Jianmei was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Song Lingge was standing, she also intended to stand up, but fortunately, Lin Xiuzhi stopped her.

"Thanks to you, it's you who helped my aunt earn money."

As she spoke, Song Jianmei took out a crumpled red envelope from her pocket. "I've also prepared some New Year's money. I hope that Lingge's wishes will come true in the new year."

Song Lingge happily accepted it, making sure Song Jianmei didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Song Lingge sat down and met Qiao Nansheng's expectant gaze.

"We're on the same level, what are you looking at?"

"Can't peers have a drink together?"

This is the chief reader, I can't get angry with him, Song Lingge shouted in her heart.

"Yes, of course you can, absolutely! Happy New Year, Qiao Nansheng!"

Song Lingge raised her glass to Qiao Nansheng, and Qiao Nansheng raised his glass as well.

Two clear glasses clinked together, and the bubbles of champagne clung to the sides of the glasses, swaying as they were shaken, like the most sparkling diamonds.

"Happy New Year, Song Lingge! Please continue to take care of me in the new year."

Afterwards, Lin Xiuzhi gave Song Jianmei and Qiao Nansheng each a New Year's gift bag.

Song Jianmei felt very embarrassed that she hadn't prepared anything for Qiao Nansheng.

She lacked the foresight to guess that Qiao Nansheng would come over for New Year's Eve dinner.

However, Qiao Nansheng didn't care.

But because of this, Song Lingge realized that at first she thought Song Jianmei had prepared a New Year's gift bag because she heard that Zhao Zhangguo and the others had prepared one.

It now seems that Song Jianmei had prepared it long ago and kept it close to her body in her pocket, which is why it was all wrinkled.

With both lifetimes combined, Song Lingge is nearly eighty years old, and this is the first time she has received New Year's money from Song Jianmei.

This feeling is hard to describe.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao Zhangguo, Lin Xiuzhi, and Song Jianmei went to the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng stayed behind to clean the table and wash the dishes.

The two of them worked together to clean the table and carried the dirty bowls and plates into the kitchen.

Song Lingge carefully closed the door, leaving only a small crack.

Turning around, she saw Qiao Nansheng staring at her with a puzzled look. She awkwardly explained, "I don't like washing dishes, so you can do it! But I won't treat you unfairly; I've prepared a New Year's gift for you."

Song Lingge looked obsequious, trying to please Qiao Nansheng.

Qiao Nansheng scoffed inwardly; he actually tried to bribe him with a gift.

Well, what can I do? He fell for it!

He even started to look forward to what Song Lingge would give him.

After the two agreed on the plan, Qiao Nansheng washed the dishes, and Song Lingge stood beside him, facing the kitchen door so that she could observe the situation.

"Grandpa Zhao and I read your novel together, but it was a bit slow; we only read about a third of it. However, the beginning part is very engaging."

Song Lingge's eyes lit up; it turned out that dreams weren't all fake after all.

"Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

Qiao Nansheng was deep in thought, but his hands did not slow down.

After a while, he said, "Just correct the typos. The first third of the text was wrong, but I've already corrected it for you. You're welcome."

Although this statement had a hint of sarcasm, Song Lingge didn't take it to heart.

Qiao Nansheng is doing the proofreading job too, that's great.

"However, let me clarify beforehand that I don't read many novels of this kind, so I don't know if I'm right."

Song Lingge shook her head and comforted him, "It's okay. You're a reader, after all. If you can get into it, I've already taken a big step forward."

These words had absolutely no effect on Qiao Nansheng; in fact, they made him break out in a sweat.

Even if Song Lingge's writing is a pile of shit, he can still read it.

However, he wouldn't say it aloud. What he would say would only be, "I didn't realize you had such a good attitude. Keep it up."

"Hey, you need to dry your hands, otherwise when we go out, they'll immediately know it was you who washed them."

Qiao Nansheng's lips twitched. This woman really used all her brainpower on these details.

Song Lingge retorted confidently, "You're a guest, after all. For the sake of family harmony, please don't betray me. It's the New Year, and it would be a sin to let someone get scolded."

Qiao Nansheng's lips twitched even more violently; she was truly resorting to any means necessary, starting to threaten him.

Song Lingge pushed open the door and screamed in fright, almost falling on Qiao Nansheng.