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

Song Jianping then took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few ten-yuan bills, and handed them to Song Lingge.

Song Lingge made a token refusal, but Song Jianping insisted on giving it to her, so she had no choice but to accept.

“Since that’s the case, Dad won’t keep you any longer. Your grandparents are getting old, so they’ll start acting like children again. Don’t take it to heart. If you need anything or have any worries, just come and talk to Dad.”

Song Lingge suddenly became alert.

A thousand-year-old fox begins to play with ghost stories.

What benefits could they possibly gain from her?

However, Song Lingge didn't have time to chat with him right now.

Despite her discomfort, Song Lingge went over and helped Song Jianping sit down.

Has your aunt contacted you?

Song Lingge shook her head: "On New Year's Eve, I called home, but no one answered. It seems that my aunt really is no longer at Nanzhou Middle School."

Song Jianping nodded thoughtfully: "She didn't go back to Songjiawu either. I called her."

"Where else will Auntie go?" Song Lingge exclaimed in surprise.

Song Jianping carefully observed Song Lingge but found nothing amiss.

These past few days, Nie Ergou has been going to keep watch before dawn and only returning late at night.

Song Jianmei is definitely not at the Zhao family's house.

Song Lingge might not know, but if she didn't know either, where else could Song Jianmei go?

"Ouch!" Song Jianping cried out in pain, looking at Song Lingge in surprise.

Song Lingge waved the object in her hand and said cautiously, "Dad, you have so many gray hairs, you need to take better care of yourself! Let me pluck them for you!"

As he spoke, he plucked off a few more strands.

Song Jianping waved his hand: "Stop plucking them, you can't pull out all the white hairs."

Song Lingge nodded and sat down on a single sofa nearby.

While Song Jianping wasn't looking, she carefully put the few strands of hair into her pocket.

“Lingge, don’t take it to heart that your grandfather treats you like that. They’re probably not targeting you personally, but rather they’ve been blaming me. They think I’m not good enough for your mother.”

So you knew all along!

Song Lingge thought to herself.

"Dad, you're doing great. And as the principal, everyone in Songjiawu praises your abilities!"

Song Jianping waved his hand: "But your maternal grandfather and the others have high standards and still look down on me. As long as my daughter doesn't think that way, that's enough."

Song Lingge said, "Of course I don't think that way. In my heart, Dad, you are the best."

Song Jianping smiled, but then instructed, "Don't say these things in front of your maternal grandparents. Just keep it to yourself. We are your biological father and daughter, the closest people in the world."

Now you know they're your closest relatives?

Song Lingge didn't want to answer anything, she just nodded slightly.

Song Jianping continued, "Since you have other things to do, Dad won't keep you any longer. Just remember, Dad will always be Dad. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, Dad, I'll be going now. Take good care of yourself."

It must be said that Song Lingge looks very well-behaved.

Seeing her reminds me of my other daughter.

At first, she was docile, but after spending time with her, her eccentricity and selfishness were fully revealed.

Song Jianping has been really annoyed lately.

In a daze, I suddenly remembered when Zhao Jueyu was alive.

Although life is ordinary, it is peaceful and reassuring.

After seeing Song Lingge off, Song Jianping sat at home, stunned, for a long time.

Song Lingge hurriedly went downstairs.

She felt like vomiting if she stayed at the Song family's house for even a second longer.

Back in the car, Qiao Nansheng glanced at his watch and said in disbelief, "So fast?"

When Song Lingge saw him, her mood instantly lightened.

He joked with a smile, "How about I go upstairs and stay a little longer? I can have lunch there, or even dinner if necessary? Anyway, with you as my driver, I don't have to worry about getting home too late."

"Let's forget about it then! Where do we go now?"

"Nansheng, do you know anyone at the hospital?"

Qiao Nansheng looked her up and down to make sure she had a rosy complexion and looked perfectly healthy before asking, "What happened?"

Song Lingge carefully took out the collected hair from her pocket: "I want to do a paternity test for them to make sure there are no problems."

"My aunt works at the Municipal People's Hospital, but she's on vacation right now."

Qiao Nansheng then said, "Give it to me, and I'll definitely ask her for help."

"Nansheng, you're so kind. I knew you had a way." Song Lingge's words were sincere.

She did not consult anyone when she started planning to do this, including the Zhao family elders.

Although she had no connections herself, she firmly believed that if she asked Qiao Nansheng, he would definitely find a way.

Without realizing it, she had become so dependent on Qiao Nansheng.

This is not a good sign.

In this life, Song Lingge only needs to be someone else's support.

"Now that I have gained Song's approval, could Song spare a little bit of his time for me?"

Although they were together every day after they became a couple, they didn't really enjoy their time together like ordinary couples.

Qiao Nansheng longed for it.

He will probably be going to the United States soon after the start of the new semester.

He really wanted to spend every single moment he spent in Nanzhou with Song Lingge.

However, Song Lingge frowned and looked at him apologetically: "There are still two places to go next."

......

Song Lingge continued, "There's one place we just want to take a look at. If we hurry, we should be able to find the time in the afternoon or evening, as long as it's not too late."

Without further ado, Qiao Nansheng, full of enthusiasm for the date, asked, "Where should we go first?"

"The excuse I gave my dad was that I was going out to buy groceries. So I went back to check if Nie Ergou was still there. If all went well, my dad should have contacted Nie Ergou and wouldn't need to monitor me anymore. If not, and Nie Ergou was still there, I would have to pretend to go back to buy groceries."

Caution is the boat.

Song Lingge's caution was justified.

"Then we don't need to actually go grocery shopping, just carrying a bag full of things will be fine, right?"

Song Lingge quickly nodded: "Of course, the snack bag you bought this morning will do."

"Okay, let's go back now."

Qiao Nansheng's car shot off with a whoosh.

It was about ten minutes ahead of schedule.

Fortunately, Song Lingge doesn't get carsick, otherwise she would have definitely thrown up in the car.

As they approached the residential area, Song Lingge, as usual, lay down in the back seat.

"Nie Ergou is gone."

"It's very likely my dad notified him. Let's go now..."

"No rush. Now that I'm back, I'll go back first and give my hair to my aunt."

Qiao Nansheng is truly a very reliable teammate.

Song Lingge nodded, "Then I'll go back first and tell Grandma that I'm going to date you."

Song Lingge's smile was bright, and Qiao Nansheng couldn't help but say, "If only Song would let Qiao tell her family so frankly sometime."

Yes, Song Lingge thought to herself.