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

"Let's not stand at the door, let's go inside and talk!" Zhang Xiuxiu said, blushing.

Chen Bingfeng walked at the back and looked at Zhang Xiuxiu, saying, "You were very brave just now, but is your face allergic? Why is it so red? It looks like a monkey's butt."

Song Lingge walked a few steps ahead and, upon hearing this, three black lines appeared on her forehead.

Are all straight men in the world so bad at talking?

What girl would like someone to describe her face as looking like a monkey's butt?

She turned around, pulled Zhang Xiuxiu aside, and said casually, "Our Xiuxiu has a good complexion, rosy cheeks. If you ask me, Cousin Feng, you should go to the hospital to get checked out. With all the wind and sun, your face is not only dark but also has dead skin."

Chen Bingfeng was choked and stood there stunned. He touched his oily, black face. Was it really as bad as Song Lingge said?

"Xiuxiu? Is it Zhang Xiuxiu?" But upon hearing the name Zhang Xiuxiu, I still asked specifically.

"Oh! It's really kind of you to remember. That's right, this is Zhang Xiuxiu, your tutor all along." Song Lingge's tone was still sarcastic; she couldn't stand others speaking ill of her good friend.

Chen Bingfeng looked at Zhang Xiuxiu embarrassedly, powerless to do anything about Song Lingge's mockery.

Who could blame them but the great benefactor who pulled them and their child out of the mire!

After joining the army, Chen Bingfeng learned a lot. He was also straightforward and not at all pretentious.

He extended his hand, smiling, and said, "Zhang Xiuxiu, this is Chen Bingfeng. We've been in contact by phone for a while. Thanks to you, I've made a lot of progress, and I've always wanted to thank you properly."

"So this is how you thank people?" Song Lingge said, still annoyed.

Zhang Xiuxiu nudged Song Lingge with her elbow, then smiled and reached out to shake hands with Chen Bingfeng.

"Hello Chen Bingfeng, I'm Zhang Xiuxiu. Lingge did it for me, please don't..."

"No, it was my fault to begin with, so it's understandable that she's angry with me." Chen Bingfeng readily admitted his mistake.

The atmosphere outside improved, and Song Jianmei turned around to see her son holding hands with Zhang Xiuxiu, while Song Lingge watched from the side.

So she quickly came out and pulled Chen Bingfeng into the private room.

As they walked, they said, "If you have something to say, go inside and talk. What are you all doing standing around outside?"

She looked heartbroken and disappointed, but Chen Bingfeng didn't understand the deeper meaning behind her words.

"What just happened? These thugs rarely cause trouble near the school!" Song Lingge asked after entering the private room.

It wasn't that Song Lingge was a conspiracy theorist; she just had a gut feeling that these people's arrival was a bit abrupt.

"You know, not many people come to sing during the day, so we usually open around 5 pm. But today is the weekend, and we had reservations, so we came early." Xiao Jiang's voice was still a little trembling.

It was the first time she had ever been surrounded and harassed by a group of thugs, so it was impossible for her not to be scared.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiuxiu was with her today, otherwise she would have been terrified by herself.

"Why are there only the two of you?"

“Aunt Lu had something to do at home and said she’d be coming over later today. Shao Fen just arrived and saw some people causing trouble and went to find Jing Chu,” Zhang Xiuxiu explained.

As they were talking, Jing Chu and Yu Shaofen rushed in.

"Are you all alright? What about those troublemakers?" Jing Chu asked, panting.

Yu Shaofen was out of breath from running, and only glanced at the group of people.

"It's alright, we're fine. Luckily, Lingge's cousin came." Zhang Xiuxiu glanced at Chen Bingfeng and explained to Yu Shaofen.

"Let me introduce you. This is my aunt's son, my cousin Chen Bingfeng. He is currently serving in the army and is here to visit his family."

After introducing Chen Bingfeng, Song Lingge introduced the rest of the people to him.

The girls didn't react much, except for Zhang Xiuxiu, who seemed a bit shy.

Jing Chu, on the other hand, looked Chen Bingfeng up and down.

Chen Bingfeng's military service wasn't for nothing; upon meeting that ambiguous gaze, he defiantly looked back.

Jing Chu glared at him defiantly.

This imminent burst of fire made Yu Shaofen, who had been paying close attention to Hubei, sense something unusual.

She reached out and tugged at Jing Chu's collar, which finally made him look away.

This was Song Lingge's territory after all, and Jing Chu was her classmate, so Chen Bingfeng didn't make a big deal out of it.

The brief exchange of glances between the two men clearly showed that they disliked each other.

"I'll stay here tonight, so you can rest assured!" Chen Bingfeng said.

"You're just back to visit relatives, how long can you stay here? How about I ask a few classmates to take turns keeping watch?" Jing Chu's suggestion was fine, but his tone was really unfriendly.

Song Lingge finally realized it, but just as men don't understand women's thoughts, she didn't understand why two people who had just met would have such deep hostility.

"My cousin is really having to stay at the shop today because my aunt hasn't been able to find a place to rent yet because of what happened recently."

"It's alright, I'm tough and can stay anywhere. Besides, your shop is so nicely decorated, it's not cramped at all," Chen Bingfeng replied with a smile.

Song Jianmei looked at Chen Bingfeng and Song Lingge with satisfaction; the boy's answer was exactly what she wanted.

As a mother, she naturally wanted to create more opportunities for them.

"Given what happened today, should we close for the day?"

"No way!" Song Lingge wasn't the only one who objected; a whole group of young people did too.

“If we give up at the first sign of trouble, how can we continue doing business? I’ll make time to go to the street management office tomorrow to let them know. Don’t worry!” Song Lingge said.

“Lingge is right. We can’t bow down to evil forces. We must trust the law. If we encounter something like this again, we should call the police immediately. Mom, you need to raise your awareness,” Chen Bingfeng said.

Faced with her own son's complaints, Song Jianmei had no way to express her grievances.

Doesn't she want to make money? If it weren't for this young man's marriage, why would she give such a bad idea?

Even Xiao Jiang said, "Although I'm a little scared, I'm more afraid of not having a job. And I believe the small business owner will handle it well."

They were all young people, but Song Lingge always managed to convince her, and she had absolute trust in Song Lingge.

Song Lingge patted Xiao Jiang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, nothing will happen, I promise!"

Soon, night fell, and "Ailedi" welcomed waves of customers.

Song Jianmei was distracted and kept track of the time.

Finally, it was almost time for the school lights to go out. She couldn't hide her excitement and said, "Lights out! We're leaving now. Sister Lu, you and Xiao Jiang pack up!"

"Okay, boss lady."

"Jingchu, you take Xiuxiu and Shaofen back to their dorms first. Afeng, come here, you take Lingge and me back. That way we won't waste any time."