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

"Grandpa?" Song Lingge repeated, frowning.

A storm raged within me.

"Uncle Sun, are you sure? You didn't hear wrong, did you?" Qiao Nansheng asked repeatedly.

"I really can't be sure about that."

Grandpa Sun scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "I'm just a security guard. I was patrolling there last night for fire prevention. I couldn't get too close. There were also a lot of people setting off fireworks at night, it was very noisy. I'm not sure, but..."

"Uncle Sun, it's alright, don't worry. You've already done a great job by getting this information for me."

Song Lingge interrupted Grandpa Sun, saying that the others were just there to work.

Helping her is a favor, not helping her is my right.

There's no need to keep asking questions and putting pressure on others.

It's already quite good that we were able to get this much information.

She would look up the rest herself.

Grandpa Sun said with some guilt, "I was just worried about being exposed. I'll be more careful in the future."

Song Lingge smiled and nodded: "Yes, just be a little more careful as long as you don't expose yourself. You can't neglect your job, can you?"

After exchanging a few more words, Grandpa Sun left.

The car fell silent instantly.

Song Lingge's brows were furrowed deeply.

Qiao Nansheng slowly reached out to smooth it out for her, but it still startled her.

"I just wanted..." Qiao Nansheng explained awkwardly.

However, Song Lingge didn't care about these things and asked him, "Nansheng, how likely do you think what Grandpa Sun said is?"

Without waiting for Qiao Nansheng's reply, she continued, "It seems I was thinking the wrong way before. I always thought Zhou Songmei was my father's mistress, but it's more likely that she's also my father's daughter?"

“The more I think about it, the more likely it seems. My mother was persuaded by him to sponsor Zhou Songmei’s schooling, thinking that she was just a poor child they randomly picked. But when we went to Yuning County, Village Chief Qi said that although Zhou Songmei was an orphan, she was able to go to school and had no worries about food and clothing. I suppose it was all thanks to my father.”

"And the house renovation, he doesn't plan for me to live here. If they're having an affair, there's no need to buy furniture for the second bedroom; they can just share a room."

Most importantly, Fang Guanghua once said: "What kind of good person do you think your father is? If it weren't for the things he did, things might not have turned out this way."

That makes sense.

Zhou Songmei and Fang Guanghua dated during high school and she became pregnant out of wedlock.

Because of their childhood friendship, Fang Guanghua knew everything about Zhou Songmei.

Naturally, they then realized that Song Jianping was Zhou Songmei's biological father.

Upon entering university, Fang Guanghua became determined to pursue Song Lingge, which seems to have been premeditated.

Firstly, it would allow him to vent his anger for Zhou Songmei, and secondly, it would allow him to coerce Song Jianping into providing both money and effort.

No wonder Fang Guanghua was able to get the stingy Song Jianping to buy him a cement factory shortly after their marriage in his previous life.

It turns out that everything has a root cause.

Song Lingge's face turned deathly pale.

Qiao Nansheng sensed something was wrong, assuming she was just frightened, and patted her shoulder to comfort her: "Didn't you already prepare yourself mentally? The result is just a little worse than expected."

It's not just a little worse, it's utterly wicked.

Song Lingge's past life was nothing short of a joke.

It turns out that everything was the bitter fruit of Song Jianping's actions.

"Nansheng, do you know? Don't let Zhou Songmei's status as a freshman fool you; she's actually a few months older than me. If she were my dad's daughter..."

Song Lingge couldn't bring herself to say the rest.

If Zhou Songmei is Song Jianping's daughter, then what is Song Lingge?

Who is the mistress?

Qiao Nansheng put his hands on Song Lingge's shoulders and shook her: "Your father and mother are legally married, and you are their only daughter."

Song Lingge was startled awake.

That's right, the grudges between Song Jianping, Zhao Jueyu, and Zhou Songmei's mother are actually not important.

Ultimately, it was all Song Jianping's fault.

"I just feel sorry for my mother." Song Lingge's tone was almost a sigh.

Qiao Nansheng understood her feelings at that moment. Although he couldn't fully empathize with her, he could.

To prevent Song Lingge from having another breakdown, he tried to distract her by using analytical methods.

“Zhou Songmei’s mother definitely didn’t go to Songjiawu, which only means your father went to Yuning County back then. Should we ask your aunt to find out? Or, is it possible that your aunt knows about this?”

This is a harsh statement, but only by taking drastic measures can Song Lingge be freed from self-doubt.

After all, what can defeat a person is always themselves.

Qiao Nansheng believed that as long as Song Lingge focused her attention on other things, she would be able to emerge from the gloom she had just experienced.

Song Lingge shook her head: "My aunt has met Zhou Songmei before, but she doesn't seem to know her. She spoke to her very rudely. It didn't seem like she was faking it."

"That's not the point. Your dad is so concerned about his reputation, he'll definitely be careful not to let others know about Zhou Songmei's identity. We just need to ask your aunt if your dad went to Yuning County more than 20 years ago."

"Oh right!" Song Lingge suddenly realized.

Such a simple deduction, yet I didn't even realize it myself.

Indeed, people lack the ability to think when they are in extreme pain.

Song Lingge took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

After a long while, she said to Qiao Nansheng, "Let's go, we won't go to his place today."

There's no need to alert them just to annoy them.

"Shall we go to Delicious Songxiang?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

Song Lingge shook her head: "I'm not going, let's go back!"

Qiao Nansheng was surprised. He couldn't understand how someone who had just wanted to find out the truth could suddenly become so calm after finding a clue.

Song Lingge noticed his confusion and patiently explained.

“You’re right. I’ve been getting too close to my aunt lately. She and my dad are siblings. If she’s hiding something from me or deceiving me, I can’t bear the consequences.”

"So you're not going to ask her? You're not going to investigate?"

Song Lingge gave him a mysterious smile: "We definitely need to investigate, but besides my aunt, I need someone better. If my aunt really knows about this, wouldn't it be a waste of time for me to go to her?"

The clever and witty Song Lingge that Qiao Nansheng knew is back. That's great.

Qiao Nansheng silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Lingge leaned back and closed her eyes to rest: "I'm going to rest for a while. Call me when we're almost home, and I'll lie down in the back."

"What is this for?"

“My dad had Nie Ergou keep watch outside the community. He definitely wouldn’t have guessed that I came by car. In his eyes, you’re just my college classmate. It’s fine to borrow your car once in a while, but who borrows it often? So he definitely didn’t expect this situation. But we can’t be careless. It’s better to be careful when we go back and not let Nie Ergou find out.”