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

The request seemed simple, but the father and daughter knew perfectly well that it was an impossible task for them.

"Is this how you talk to your parents? How did your grandparents teach you?" Song Jianping adopted the air of an elder.

Song Lingge smiled faintly: "Why are you bringing up my grandparents? You're my dad, you're still alive, why don't you ask how you raised me?"

That slap made Song Lingge realize that there was no need for her and Song Jianping to pretend anymore; all that remained between them was to find out the cause of Zhao Jueyu's death.

Song Jianping was honest, so she went along with being honest in return.

Song Jianping changed the subject, but she was not to be outdone.

Song Lingge wandered around the room for a while and could now clearly see that it was the room of a man living alone.

The second bedroom was completely empty, without even sheets or duvet covers.

The master bedroom and study show some signs of daily use.

Song Lingge's way of looking around hurt Song Jianping.

Did Song Lingge really think he would let Zhou Songmei move back?

Looking back on Zhou Yuhong's thoughtfulness and gentleness towards him during her lifetime, he now only feels disgusted. It was all for ulterior motives, just to make him treat Zhou Songmei kindly out of guilt.

Being manipulated and played like a puppet was an unbearable humiliation for Song Jianping.

What's more, besides his deceased first love, the people who manipulated him included his beloved illegitimate daughter and his childhood friends who were all snakes and rats.

Every betrayal caused Song Jianping immense heartache.

And now, this heartache is multiplied by three.

He couldn't explain how he got through that time; he felt like a walking corpse.

Because of his own choice, he had long ago excluded Zhao Jueyu and Song Lingge from his mind.

Song Jianmei also cut off contact with him because she chose Nie Ergou.

His closest relatives were Zhou Songmei and Zizai, plus Nie Ergou, with whom he had a close relationship.

However, at this age, suddenly being betrayed by the people closest to him at the same time, he felt a sense of loneliness for the first time.

He had lived comfortably in the house at Nanzhou Middle School for so many years.

But after moving back, all the neighbors, upstairs and downstairs, are the same family.

This made Song Jianping appear even more alone.

Therefore, after learning that Song Lingge had kicked Zhou Songmei out, he immediately packed his things and moved back.

He felt more relaxed and less overwhelmed by loneliness and coldness because there weren't many familiar faces at the Harmony Manor.

"What are you looking at? Don't you believe me? Did you think I would let Zhou Songmei and the others move back?" Song Jianping said expressionlessly.

Song Lingge raised an eyebrow. Very well, this is the prelude to a conversation.

“I always believed you before, but if Zhou Songmei hadn’t told me, who would have known that she had lived in my house for so long and even managed to kick you out.”

These words were sarcastic, but Song Jianping couldn't refute them.

“I wasn’t kicked out, I just didn’t want to see them.”

"They're all troublemakers. Even if you kick them out, will they come back to harass you?"

Song Lingge stopped looking around, sat on the sofa and looked directly at Song Jianping, asking this question.

Song Jianping noticed Song Lingge's gaze, but he didn't dare to look at her.

He was pondering whether to tell the truth, a lie, or a half-truth.

However, he also knew very well that Song Lingge was not so easily fooled.

This daughter had always been playing dumb in front of him, pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

After a long silence, Song Jianping finally spoke: "What are you talking about? How dare they come back? Even if they did, I would kick them out."

"So, did they come or not?"

Song Lingge didn't need ambiguous answers, so she asked directly again.

"After Nie Ergou was arrested, Zhou Songmei came by once and asked me to help get Nie Ergou out. But I ignored her." Song Jianping wasn't sure what Song Lingge knew, so he gave a half-truth.

"You're just a middle school principal, where do you get such power that Zhou Songmei thinks you can disrupt the judiciary?"

Song Lingge's tone was full of disdain.

Song Jianping glanced at her; Song Lingge's attitude was exactly the same as Zhao Jueyu's.

What's wrong with the middle school principal? Does he lack the ability to leave Songjiawu? Could he possibly establish himself in Nanzhou City on his own?

"They probably just want me to spend money to hire a lawyer or something." Although Song Jianping was displeased, he still answered the question.

As soon as he said it, he suddenly realized that, without knowing when it started, he had become extremely humble in front of Song Lingge.

He was no longer a dignified father, and she was no longer a compliant daughter.

Every question Song Lingge asked felt like a trial.

He always thought things through carefully before answering, never considering that he could simply not answer.

The father and daughter had fallen into a strange vicious cycle.

Thinking of this, Song Jianping frowned and cleared his throat. He leaned back on the sofa, adopting a dignified yet comfortable posture, and sized up Song Lingge.

To be honest, he seems to have rarely cared about Song Lingge's upbringing.

But it's not his fault. It's because the old couple insisted on taking the child away to raise him, so now the child isn't close to him.

He didn't know who Song Lingge took after, because she was acting completely incomprehensible to him.

No wonder Zhou Songmei said that Song Lingge was the instigator, and that she was the one who caused all of this trouble.

Could it really be her?

Although Song Lingge did not grow up with her husband, they met every week, so they weren't too distant.

Song Lingge has always been a well-behaved child, rarely causing them any worry.

If there's any difference, it's that since last year, Song Lingge has become more proactive and loves to show off.

He even made an appearance in front of the mayor.

His regard for Song Lingge gradually increased after that.

Of course, he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Because wherever he goes, anyone he knows will say things like, "You've raised a wonderful daughter, she's really accomplished."

At first, I felt proud, but after hearing it so many times, I got tired of it.

He was no longer the respected Principal Song who was young, but merely Song Lingge's subordinate.

For other fathers, this might be an honor, something to be even happier than personal achievements.

But for Song Jianping, it was an insult, as if he had relied on his wife for the first half of his life and on his daughter for the second half.

Song Jianping could not accept this huge psychological gap.

Zhou Songmei timely filled the emptiness deep in his heart.

Coupled with his guilt towards Zhou Yuhong, Song Jianping's heart naturally leaned towards Zhou Songmei from beginning to end.

Although Zhou Songmei betrayed him, as Zhou Songmei herself said, she was also innocent.

If Song Lingge orchestrated the whole thing, then this daughter truly broke his heart, showing no regard for his situation or his feelings whatsoever.

Song Jianping looked at Song Lingge and spoke coldly.