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

Chen Dengming said that Song Lingge was arrogant because of her talent, but in fact he himself was the typical example.

However, after talking with him in the car, Song Lingge felt that this person had ambition and a bottom line.

He is a very good partner.

The two hit it off immediately and finalized the publication of the novel.

Chen Dengming suggested that Song Lingge could first publish chapters in newspapers and magazines to test the market.

This method was quite familiar to Song Lingge.

When she was little, she often read novels published in this format.

Many well-known contemporary writers, such as Liang Yong and Shang Gulong, started their careers by writing serialized novels.

Adding Song Lingge wouldn't be out of the question.

After all, every era has its own trends, and adapting is the key.

After everything was finalized, Song Lingge went home and told Qiao Nansheng the good news. She also called Qiao Yuejiang to express her gratitude.

If it weren't for his leadership, Song Lingge would probably still be running around like a headless fly.

The business matters have finally come to an end; all that's left is to steadily improve myself.

Now, she can focus more on the mess that Song family has made.

Because I talked to Chen Dengming about the details for a long time, I didn't have time to go to Hele Manor on Saturday.

That evening, Song Lingge decided to call Song Jianping.

"Ring ring—" The phone rang for a long time.

No one answered the phone. Song Lingge looked up at the clock; it was only a little past eight.

It's impossible for Song Jianping to rest so early, nor is it possible for him to still be outside at this hour.

Undeterred, Song Lingge dialed again, but still no one answered.

Could it be that Song Jianping confronted Zhou Songmei and something bad happened?

It shouldn't be that bad. Zhou Songmei wouldn't have the guts to commit crimes one after another, would she?

Song Lingge felt uneasy, unable to figure it out.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi saw her holding the phone, not hanging up for a long time, and looking very anxious.

So the two of them came over, and Lin Xiuzhi took the phone from her hand and hung up.

Song Lingge then came to her senses.

"What happened?" Zhao Zhangguo asked.

"Didn't I tell you that I ran into my dad at the hospital on Monday? I just called him to arrange a time to meet tomorrow, but no one has answered the phone."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi unconsciously glanced at the clock.

Where else could someone be if they're not at home during this time of year?

Seeing Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi's furrowed brows, Song Lingge thought for a moment and comforted them, "I'll call Grandpa Sun and ask about the situation!"

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi are too old. Although we promised them that we would not hide anything from them, we should keep it from them for the time being until we have a definite answer in a few days.

Otherwise, seeing them so old and still having to worry about these things, Song Lingge couldn't bear it.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Hey!" Grandpa Sun's voice was as loud as ever.

"Hello, Grandpa Sun, it's me."

Grandpa Sun was very happy to hear Song Lingge's voice clearly.

"It's you, little girl. You haven't been here for a long time."

Song Lingge was just thinking about how to ask when Grandpa Sun gave her the opportunity.

"Yes, I was just planning to go there tomorrow, but when I called my dad, no one answered. Grandpa Sun, have you noticed my dad's movements today?"

Grandpa Sun exclaimed, "Wait a minute, there's someone at your house! I saw that woman playing with her child in the neighborhood today, and there were also your guests."

"A guest?" Song Lingge thought for a moment and described Nie Ergou's physical characteristics.

"Yes, yes, that's the person," Grandpa Sun said with certainty.

"And what about my dad?" Song Lingge asked.

Grandpa Sun thought for a moment, but said uncertainly, "I saw your dad leave with a suitcase a couple of days ago, but now that you're asking, it seems like I haven't seen him for the past two days."

"Suitcase?"

"Yes, your dad usually carries a briefcase when he goes out, but he must have carried a suitcase that day. Such an obvious change, I couldn't possibly be mistaken."

"Uncle Sun, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I can't guess why my dad would take a suitcase to work."

"I don't know about that, but I really don't recall seeing your dad these past two days. No, little girl, I'm sure, I really haven't seen your dad."

Grandpa Sun seemed to recall it carefully for a moment, and then said with certainty that he was almost swearing an oath to the heavens.

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

Song Lingge didn't distrust Grandpa Sun; she just needed time to process the news and couldn't guess Song Jianping's intentions at all.

And strangely enough, Song Jianping wasn't home, but Zhou Songmei and Nie Ergou were living in the house.

Too many questions.

"Uncle Sun, please keep an eye out for this for me. If you see my dad come back, please remember to call my family."

"Okay, okay, I'll handle it, don't worry about it."

After hanging up the phone, Song Lingge's brows furrowed even deeper.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi sat on the sofa, waiting for Song Lingge to announce the progress of the matter.

Actually, judging from Song Lingge's expression, you don't need to ask to know.

Song Lingge relayed Grandpa Sun's words to the two elders.

The whole family fell into deep thought.

Zhao Zhangguo suddenly spoke up: "Your dad's sudden departure on a weekday might be due to a business trip to the school."

That possibility isn't entirely out of the question.

However, Song Lingge always felt that Song Jianping's sudden departure was definitely related to the paternity test.

But such intuition, which comes out of nowhere, is not reliable.

Song Lingge didn't want the elderly couple to worry about this anymore, so she said, "It's possible, but let's not worry unnecessarily. I've told Grandpa Sun that he'll let us know as soon as there's any news. If you get a call then, remember to let me know!"

Song Lingge's deliberately relaxed tone eased some of Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi's anxiety.

They were not worried about Song Jianping's safety.

Instead, I'm worried about Song Lingge, who has been investigating this matter. If Zhou Songmei is really that ruthless, then Song Lingge is far more dangerous than Song Jianping.

That Zhou Songmei is very likely the one who hurt their daughter.

What if they harm their granddaughter again?

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi dared not think any further.

There were moments when they almost wanted Song Lingge to give up on revenge.

However, they knew their granddaughter's temperament better than anyone else.

Song Lingge would never give up.

Therefore, they preferred to keep their worries to themselves and do their best to help Song Lingge.

Song Lingge knew the two elderly people were worried about her, but she had no other choice.

Instead of wasting time agonizing over doubts, it's better to go all in and take a gamble.

In this life, Zhao Jueyu's premature death might be due to his slow and hesitant investigation, which prevented him from seeking revenge.

This allowed the murderer to repeatedly escape justice.

Zhao Jueyu risked his life to teach Song Lingge that she must not waver again.