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

Only after the car had driven quite a distance did Song Lingge finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Turning to Song Jianmei, he said, "Aunt, that's enough, sit up!"

Song Jianmei then sat up straight and quickly asked, "What just happened?"

After thinking for a moment, Song Lingge decided to tell the truth: "I just saw Nie Ergou."

"Damn it!" Song Jianmei couldn't help but curse, "How did he even manage to follow me all the way here?"

When the car came out of the residential area, Song Lingge was sitting in the passenger seat with a wide field of vision and immediately saw Nie Ergou.

It wasn't that Nie Ergou was particularly striking in appearance, but rather that his furtive movements made him hard to miss.

The security guards in this community are very responsible and strict.

Presumably that's why Nie Ergou couldn't get in, so he stayed outside waiting for his prey.

They were afraid of being discovered by security guards, so they acted furtively.

Song Lingge's expression hardened. Nie Ergou must have been able to track her down here because Song Jianping told her.

Thinking about this made her heart grow even colder.

Nie Ergou is a thug and a hooligan.

Song Jianping actually told him the location of the Zhao family directly, showing that he wasn't worried about them at all!

Noticing Song Lingge's expression, Song Jianmei said nervously, "Lingge, I'm so sorry! It's all because of me..."

"Aunt, don't take all the blame on yourself."

Song Lingge was in a bad mood and couldn't say anything to comfort her.

Qiao Nansheng said, "He must have known about this place from Uncle Song. It seems they don't believe you two aren't in contact, which is why they're monitoring you from outside."

He pointed out the key point directly, which made Song Lingge and Song Jianmei feel even colder.

Song Lingge knew that he was trying to remind Song Jianmei not to have any hope for Song Jianping.

So Song Lingge continued, "Luckily, I borrowed your car today. If Aunt had come out to ride by herself, she would probably have run into Nie Ergou."

Some people are like that; they're good at deceiving themselves.

Someone needs to point it out, as if that's the only way to help them stay focused.

Song Jianmei is that kind of person.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have tolerated Chen Sangde for so many years.

Hearing Qiao Nansheng and Song Lingge's repeated reminders, Song Jianmei gave a wry smile.

I never imagined that at my age, I would still cause so much worry for the younger generation.

A bitter smile appeared on her face: "Don't worry, I finally escaped from a fire pit, and I will never let myself fall back in. Besides, I talked to Fengwazi on the phone, and he wholeheartedly supports my divorce, saying that it should have been done a long time ago."

Song Jianmei gave Song Lingge another deep look: "Fengwazi also said that I should thank you properly. As his cousin, he will remember this favor."

“Aunt, we’re family, no need for formalities,” Song Lingge replied.

Song Jianmei continued, "My brother... Song Jianping is determined to push me to Nie Ergou, then he will no longer be my brother. You can trust me, I know what I'm doing."

Song Lingge nodded: "Aunt, after I drop you off today, I won't be going there for the next few days. I'll go on the opening day."

“I understand. We’re being watched here. You need to be careful when you go out in the future. People like Nie Ergou are capable of anything.”

After saying that, Song Jianmei looked at Qiao Nansheng and said very reluctantly, "Nansheng, I'll have to trouble you a lot from now on. Please accompany Lingge more often."

Qiao Nansheng replied, "Don't worry, Aunt Song."

I'm even more worried if you come with me, but there's no other way now.

“I can’t stay home these days either, and I’ll have to go out more often to dispel Nie Ergou’s suspicions. But they probably won’t think so soon that you, Aunt, are at Nanzhou Foreign Languages ​​University, and that you even have a shop there.”

Qiao Nansheng pondered for a moment and said, "But you need to be mentally prepared. They will find out sooner or later, and you need to know how to deal with it. Besides, Zhou Songmei is also at Nanzhou Foreign Language School. It's hard to guarantee that she won't find out."

Song Lingge has no better solution to this at the moment and can only take it one step at a time.

"Let's hide for as long as we can, and wait until Auntie has a firm foothold before making any moves."

Qiao Nansheng thought for a moment and then said, "Now that Meishi Songxiang has a large storefront, Aunt Song definitely can't handle it all by herself. She's mainly a head chef, so why didn't you think about hiring some helpers? Since she's not in the front of the house, she'll have fewer opportunities to be exposed."

"We've considered hiring, but it's not easy to find the right people right away."

“Then I’ll ask Jiang Lin for you. If someone you used to work for him can stay, it would be a great fit.”

This is a good idea.

"How could I not have thought of that! Then I'll leave this to you. Consider it all a grand opening gift from you to us," Song Lingge said excitedly.

The atmosphere in the car was finally less gloomy.

Song Jianmei's worries vanished, and she imitated Song Lingge's tone, saying boastfully, "From now on, when Nansheng comes to eat, he doesn't have to pay a cent; it'll all be on my tab."

Qiao Nansheng laughed heartily: "Then thank you, Aunt Song. I would be too kind to refuse."

Song Lingge rolled her eyes with a laugh: "We haven't even made any money yet, and we're already promising so many opportunities to eat for free. Aren't we going to lose money?"

A glint flashed in Song Jianmei's eyes, and she said firmly, "No, I will definitely work hard to make our business thrive. Make money, make a lot of money."

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng were both inspired by Song Jianmei's enthusiasm.

"Money is earned slowly, Aunt, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. As long as we keep getting better and better, that's enough."

Song Lingge's words were not meant to be discouraging, but rather because she knew Song Jianmei too well.

Once such a person finds a way to make money, they will definitely devote all their energy to it.

If this continues, the body will not be able to withstand it.

It's not that she's being overly compassionate; after all, "Delicious Song Fragrance" needs Song Jianmei right now.

What could be better than a reliable chef?

Buying the shop wasn't the initial goal; making money was.

We can't just buy a store and leave it there to wait for prices to go up!

How many more years will the real estate market continue its rapid development?

“I will be careful. Besides, people in the countryside are used to being busy. They only get annoyed when they have free time! I played mahjong for a little while yesterday, and my neck and back are already sore. I’m destined to be a workaholic.”

Qiao Nansheng said with a smile, "Isn't it said that mahjong can cure all diseases?"

Song Jianmei laughed too: "The problem is, I'm not sick! I just developed it from playing mahjong."

Song Lingge smiled in agreement.

They didn't believe Song Jianmei's words.

Everyone says that mahjong can cure all diseases, so it's impossible that it wouldn't work for Song Jianmei.

After a while, Song Lingge suddenly said, "Aunt, what Nansheng said just now makes sense. We can't keep hiding forever."

Although they chatted and laughed along the way, Song Lingge's mind was constantly racing.

Song Jianmei frowned: "Then what do you want to do? Your aunt will listen to you."

"Instead of passively accepting, it's better to take the initiative."