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

Song Jianmei's actions just now were impulsive, an attempt to prove herself.

After hearing what Song Lingge said, he realized she was right and took the money back.

“Although I used a lot of his money in the past, I can’t just do whatever he says. Like the thing about him making me marry Nie Ergou, that was wrong of him. I can’t blindly accept his arrangements just because I’ve received favors from him in the past.”

Song Lingge nodded and gave Song Jianmei a thumbs up.

"Auntie is absolutely right, that makes perfect sense."

Song Jianmei smiled sheepishly and said, "Now that I'm surrounded by college students, I'll pick up some of their habits from what I see and hear. I can't be like I used to be."

It must be said that Song Jianmei has a very strong learning ability.

Who would have thought that just six months ago, she was an ignorant and pitiful woman suffering domestic violence at home?

Now they can rattle off idioms fluently and logically.

Song Lingge thought for a moment, then said, "I'll try to come over as little as possible during this time, and you should also be careful. Do you remember that girl you saw last time who went to see my dad?"

"Your father's goddaughter?"

"Yes, it's her. She's from this school too. Just in case she sees you and tells my dad, you should be careful."

Song Jianmei thought that Song Lingge felt that Song Jianmei had shown weakness when she was asked to meet Song Jianping last time, so Song Lingge thought she was timid and afraid of trouble.

So he hurriedly explained, "Lingge, I'm not afraid of them anymore. Even if you asked me to go see your dad right now, I would dare to."

Song Lingge smiled and patiently said to her, "Aunt, I know we're not afraid of trouble, but we don't cause trouble either. We should avoid this kind of trouble if possible; making money is the most important thing. The shop has just opened, so there's no need to get involved in these kinds of problems."

In the past, Song Lingge acted impulsively, only thinking about taking revenge on Song Jianping and the others.

But now that I think about it, there's no need to take advantage of Song Jianmei. She can just focus on making money and starting a new life.

Most importantly, there are too many questions about Song Jianping's side, and Song Lingge cannot go into battle unprepared.

If Zhou Songmei truly deceived Song Jianping, then what role did Fang Guanghua play in it, and how much did he know?

Song Lingge still has many questions that haven't been answered, and she can't reveal them now.

Seeing Song Jianmei's eagerness to show her loyalty, Song Lingge added, "Yu Shaofen and Zhang Xiuxiu are my good friends. If you have anything to say, you can tell them and have them pass it on to me."

Song Lingge's attitude was very firm, and Song Jianmei knew that her niece's decisions were always absolute.

As long as Song Lingge believes in her, she's willing to listen to her on all other decisions.

So Song Jianmei said, "I'll do whatever you say. I'll try to stay in the kitchen or on the second floor as much as possible during this time and try not to show my face."

Song Lingge smiled and said, "You have to attend classes regularly, and Zhou Songmei doesn't have much time to come over and wander around, so you don't need to feel too much pressure."

There was one more thing Song Lingge didn't say: after all, Zhou Songmei had children, and she would probably go back to Hele Manor whenever she had time.

Song Lingge glanced at the time and thought of her promise to Qiao Nansheng.

It was still early, but she couldn't wait.

"Aunt, I'll go back now."

Aren't you going to have lunch here?

"No, you go ahead with your work. I'll go back and eat. I told Grandma I was going back for breakfast this morning."

After going downstairs, Song Lingge chatted with Yu Shaofen and Zhang Xiuxiu for a few more minutes before leaving "Delicious Songxiang".

The road home isn't far, but every second feels like it's passing by incredibly slowly.

In the past, Qiao Nansheng was always there with her. The two of them would talk for a while, and before they had finished talking, they would arrive.

When Qiao Nansheng was around, Song Lingge sometimes felt that he was too controlling, and there were even moments when she wished that Qiao Nansheng would go abroad soon.

But now, she truly feels the longing.

She missed Qiao Nansheng so much.

In this life, she didn't want to suffer the torment of love; she was single-mindedly focused on revenge.

But unknowingly, she fell into the web of love woven by Qiao Nansheng.

The most terrifying thing is that she willingly succumbed to it.

Song Lingge also despised herself for the betrayal she suffered in her previous life, which even cost her her life.

How can I still believe men's lies in this lifetime?

But when that person was Qiao Nansheng, everything changed.

He made her believe in love.

Let her understand that the problem lies with the person, not with love.

Qiao Nansheng was the beautiful person she encountered again.

He was the right person, she was the love.

Eager to return home, Song Lingge ran straight home after getting off the bus.

Seeing her running home panting heavily, Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi thought something serious had happened.

Song Lingge shook her head and made up an excuse: "I need to go to the toilet."

But he came out of the bathroom in less than a minute, then sat on the sofa next to the phone, staring blankly at the clock every now and then.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi saw through it but kept quiet, each going about their own business.

Song Lingge's distraught appearance could only mean she's doing this for Qiao Nansheng.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone finally rang, and Song Lingge answered it as soon as it rang.

"Ling Ge?"

Sure enough, a familiar voice came from the phone, and Song Lingge almost burst into tears.

"it's me."

"You answered so quickly, I almost didn't have time to react."

Song Lingge checked the time: "It's only a little past four o'clock where you are, how come you're awake already?"

Qiao Nansheng's voice carried a languid quality, as if he had just woken up: "I suddenly woke up, so I called you. What's up? Are you busy? Have you eaten yet?"

Song Lingge shook her head, thinking that the other side couldn't see, and immediately replied, "I'm not busy, I've been waiting for your call. Grandma is still cooking, she should be eating soon."

"You've been waiting for a call? Really? Our Song Lingge is so busy, who has such charm that she could keep you waiting?"

Qiao Nansheng was still the same, always teasing her.

"Really, I got back around 10 o'clock and have been sitting on the sofa waiting for your call."

Today, Song Lingge answered every question and seemed very well-behaved.

Qiao Nansheng was instantly wide awake. He sat up in bed and asked with concern, "What happened?"

There was no sound from the receiver for a while, and Qiao Nansheng was so anxious that he wanted to buy a plane ticket back to Nanzhou immediately.

"Lingge, are you listening? What happened?"

At that moment, Song Lingge's soft voice came through the receiver.

"Nansheng, I miss you so much."

Qiao Nansheng was putting on his pants when he heard this and was stunned.

The girl spoke frankly and openly about her feelings, which immediately struck a chord with Qiao Nansheng.

He really missed her.

"Nansheng, are you listening? I really miss you."

Qiao Nansheng snapped out of his reverie and replied in an even gentler tone, "Lingge, I'm listening. I really miss you so much too."