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

Song Lingge's first reaction was that Song Jianping was lying.

But she couldn't understand why Song Jianping was speaking up for Zhou Songmei.

Could it be that Zhao Jueyu's death was really an accident, and had nothing to do with Zhou Songmei?

No, if it really has nothing to do with her, why did Song Jianping try to erase Zhou Songmei's existence from everyone's eyes in the first place?

If Grandpa Sun hadn't mentioned it unintentionally, they would never have known that Zhou Songmei had also come that day.

According to his account at the time, he and Zhao Jueyu were cleaning a room separately when he heard a scream and then discovered that Zhao Jueyu had fallen from the building.

What if there had been a third person in the room at the time?

What was Zhou Songmei doing while he and Zhao Jueyu were cleaning?

If Zhou Songmei is innocent, why can't she tell the truth to the police?

Too many questions remained unanswered, and Song Lingge's heart could not convince herself otherwise.

How could the truth she had been pursuing, the murderer she had identified in her heart, be dismissed by Song Jianping's few casual words?

There were too many questions, and Song Jianping could not give a satisfactory explanation.

"If Zhou Songmei didn't push her, then who pushed my mother?"

"Why did someone have to push her? Your mother was just trying to be brave and went to clean the window; couldn't she have just fallen down herself?" Song Jianping said angrily.

He was so angry that he could barely speak properly. Song Lingge could see his lips trembling slightly from his anxiety, and the saliva he was spitting out.

This is a far cry from the spirited Principal Song he was at school.

"Then why didn't you mention before that Zhou Songmei was here too?" Compared to Song Jianping, Song Lingge was frighteningly calm.

"She didn't push me, so why would I drag her into this? Isn't that just asking for trouble?" Song Jianping said indignantly, then suddenly seemed to remember something, his gaze towards Song Lingge becoming scrutinizing.

"Did you and your mother already know about my relationship with Zhou Songmei? Then why did you keep quiet about it all this time?"

Song Lingge chuckled coldly and said disdainfully, "What do you think it is? Do you think we're deliberately trying to make a fool of you?"

No matter what, what Song Jianping cares about most is always his pride.

“When you and Zhou Songmei met at school, I ran into her once and assumed she was your mistress. That’s why I was so hostile towards her when she came to our house. But my mother always considered your feelings and didn’t make a scene. If she had known earlier that Zhou Songmei was your daughter, do you think my mother, with her personality, would have tolerated this for so many years?”

As Song Lingge spoke, she became agitated: "My poor mother, she never knew until her death that you had been cheating on her. Her daughter was already so grown up, and my mother had raised her without even knowing it. And what did you do? You doubted us, you were wary of us, but you were incredibly magnanimous towards the person who truly deceived you."

"I just don't understand. Zhou Songmei is the illegitimate daughter of your childhood friend and your ex-girlfriend. They eat and drink your food and drink, and they even use you to raise their child. Dad, how can you be so magnanimous?"

Song Jianping raised his hand, wanting to strike, but his hand remained raised for a long time without falling.

Song Lingge didn't dodge; in fact, she even slightly raised her face.

She's already been slapped once, so she wouldn't mind being slapped again.

"You have the nerve to hit me. What did I say wrong? Why are you trying to hit me again?"

Seeing Song Lingge's firm and resolute attitude, Song Jianping finally realized he was in the wrong and lowered his hand. Frustrated, he put his hands on his head and collapsed onto the sofa.

Previously, he had always been a respected and successful person.

When did he fall so low that even his own daughter could criticize him?

And he was completely powerless to refute it.

It all started because of the illegitimate daughter scandal.

Zhou Songmei and Nie Ergou actually caused him to suffer this fate.

Through these events, Song Jianping suddenly realized his current predicament, which can be described as being abandoned by everyone.

Because of Nie Ergou, Song Jianmei stopped talking to him.

Because of Zhou Songmei, Song Lingge regarded him as an enemy.

But no matter what, Song Lingge was the person closest to him in this world, and he couldn't make another mistake.

But there were some things he couldn't open up to her about.

Not everyone is capable of bearing the consequences.

"Lingge, the past is the past, let's not bring it up again, okay? We are the closest of family. I am your father, do you have to be so confrontational with me? I was wrong before, I'm sorry to you and your mother, but from now on, let's live a good life together, okay?"

Song Jianping's attitude was very sincere, and Song Lingge could feel it.

After her rebirth, this was the situation she feared most.

She had imagined countless times in her mind how she should deal with it if Song Jianping used the father-daughter relationship and filial piety to blackmail her.

How can we avenge Fang Guanghua's hatred?

Fang Guanghua killed Fang Xingxing and her in his past life, but Fang Xingxing doesn't exist in this life, and she is still alive and well. It's impossible to punish him for crimes he didn't commit.

Song Lingge was constantly anxious.

Unexpectedly, the very thing she was worried about came to her so quickly.

To be honest, she didn't have deep feelings for Song Jianping.

But blood is thicker than water, and he was, after all, her biological father.

She had told herself that if Song Jianping was not involved in Zhao Jueyu's death, then she could forgive his past betrayal.

Therefore, she was eager to seek the truth.

But the more you want something, the less likely you are to get it.

However, the truth about Zhao Jueyu's death has never been revealed to the world. How could she overturn everything with just a few words?

"I also want to live a good life," Song Lingge said calmly.

A glint of light flashed in Song Jianping's eyes.

Song Lingge glanced at the bay window in the study and seemed to see Zhao Jueyu's figure.

"But only if I know the truth about my mother's death, otherwise my conscience won't allow it."

The light in Song Jianping's eyes suddenly went out.

His heart sank, growing darker and darker, as if sinking into the boundless seabed.

"Dad, I just want to know how Mom died. Even though you've told me countless times, I still want to hear you tell me the whole story again. I don't want you to hide anything from me, okay?" Song Lingge looked at Song Jianping, tears welling in her eyes.

The only person in the know sat in front of him, yet they had to engage in a game of cat and mouse to uncover the truth.

Song Lingge was gambling, gambling on Song Jianping's hatred for Zhou Songmei, and also gambling on Song Jianping's conscience.

Faced with Zhou Songmei's deception, Song Lingge couldn't believe that Song Jianping didn't hate her.

As for conscience, the hope is that Song Jianping will have a change of heart and that Zhao Jueyu is the best person for him.

She fell in love with him without hesitation back then, even at the cost of breaking with her family.

His only daughter went to such lengths for him; was Song Jianping's heart made of iron?

Song Lingge didn't believe that Song Jianping had no feelings for Zhao Jueyu at all.

"What do you want to know? Do you want me to tell you that I accidentally pushed your mother down?" Song Jianping cried out weakly, holding his head in his hands.