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

Chen Dengming's words made Song Lingge's heart flutter. She thought the enemy had given up, but it turned out that it was all just her illusion.

Song Lingge wasn't afraid that they wouldn't make a move. She had been given this life by chance; if she lost, she wouldn't lose out, and if she won, she would definitely profit.

But is it Fang Guanghua or Zhou Songmei?

Because it was summer vacation, Song Lingge had plenty of time to spend on "Song's Food Diary".

However, Song Jianmei wouldn't let her help, claiming that she was the real boss.

Even if she wanted to help, Song Lingge didn't know what to do.

"Food Diary" is much larger than the previous "Delicious Songxiang". It is no longer convenient to recruit students to work here, so we have hired many employees.

Before Song Lingge arrived at the store, all the preparations were already complete. She couldn't handle other things, so every time she went there, it really felt like she was inspecting the work.

But she didn't dare stay at home either, and she had been asked the same question several times this morning.

She wasn't unaware of Lin Xiuzhi and Zhao Zhangguo's concern; it's just that matters of the heart are hard to explain in a few words.

Ultimately, her failed marriage in her previous life still caused her indelible harm.

She wanted to trust Qiao Nansheng, but she was also afraid of trusting him too much.

In reality, she hadn't spent much time with Qiao Nansheng, and her understanding of him was limited.

As for why she agreed to be with him, she could only attribute it to a moment of impulsiveness. Wasn't the lesson from her past life profound enough?

However, Song Lingge did not want to dwell on the pain of the past.

Although she didn't know why she was reborn, she believed that the opportunity to be reborn was rare and should not be used to seek revenge or to wallow in the pain of the past.

There must be another opportunity.

She had a gut feeling that Qiao Nansheng was the key.

This gave her a chance to look forward to a better life again.

"Ouch—" Song Lingge cried out in pain as someone tapped her on the head.

"It's the height of summer, a perfect time to sleep. Why don't you stay home? What are you doing coming to the store every day in this heat?"

It really was Song Jianmei. It makes sense, who else would dare to knock her head in her shop?

Who else could it be but the proprietress in front of the camera?

Song Lingge rubbed her head and mumbled in a spoiled tone, "If you say there's nothing I can do to help, then I can only sit here and doze off!"

Song Jianmei poked her forehead in an annoyed tone, "So you're blaming me now? You don't need to worry about the shop. Aren't you still writing your own novel? You're always running to the shop, how can you have time to do your own thing?"

Unexpectedly, Song Lingge was rejected by Song Jianmei. She pouted, thinking to herself that she didn't even have a place to stay in the shop anymore.

"Fine, fine, since you're kicking me out, I guess I'll just have to go." Song Lingge picked up her bag and pretended to be pitifully being chased away.

Song Jianmei glanced at the bright light outside, which made the ground look white and was very dazzling.

"You silly child, it's the hottest time of day right now, aren't you afraid of getting heatstroke if you go out like this?"

Song Lingge immediately jumped up to Song Jianmei, took her arm, and said with a grin, "I knew Auntie still cared about me and wouldn't just stand by and watch me get sunburned."

"Then sit here for a while. When there are more guests later, you can go back by yourself!" Song Jianmei carefully instructed.

Song Lingge's smile froze on her face as she complained, "Are you afraid I'll delay your business here?"

"Of course! I need to work hard to earn money to buy a house now. I can't afford to work only sporadically anymore!"

Song Jianmei now truly regards Song Lingge as her closest relative, speaking her mind directly without any further ambiguity.

In the past, she would never have directly expressed her thoughts to Song Lingge, but now, she dares to tell her directly that she wants to buy a house.

Looking at the energetic Song Jianmei, Song Lingge thought that her rebirth was worthwhile, and her efforts were not in vain.

Because of her transformation, many people and things have changed imperceptibly.

"How much money do you still need? If you've found a house you like, you can borrow it from me. Houses will only get more and more expensive in the future, so it's better to buy sooner rather than later."

It's still a long way from a skyrocketing housing price, but buying sooner is definitely the best option.

Song Jianmei continues the practice at "Delicious Songxiang" by splitting the profits in half, with half going to Song Lingge and the other half going to her, but she has to be responsible for all the store's expenses.

When they first discussed it, she originally planned to have Song Lingge pay her a salary, since Song Lingge had invested heavily in the shop.

However, Song Lingge said that she was contributing her expertise as an investment, and that the company couldn't function without her, so she insisted on splitting the profits 50/50 with her.

Ultimately, the two finalized this division plan.

Although the shop is making more money than before, expenses in the city center are high, and she also has to rent an apartment, so she doesn't have much savings.

However, the business hadn't been open for very long, and Song Jianmei was confident that she would only earn more and more in the future, and buying a house would be just around the corner. She didn't need Song Lingge's help.

"I've been busy with things at the shop and haven't had a chance to go see it yet! I'll let you know when I've found it, and I'll only feel at ease if you've seen it for me."

Song Lingge nodded. Buying a house is a big deal, and she really had to keep an eye on things for Song Jianmei.

"Oh, right, Lingge, there's one more thing..." Song Jianmei seemed to remember something and suddenly looked a little troubled.

"What's wrong? If there are any difficulties at the store, you have to tell me. I suspect you give me more than half every month, you must be giving me more."

Song Jianmei waved her hand, indicating that it wasn't a financial difficulty.

“Your dad came to the store yesterday,” Song Jianmei said after hesitating for a few seconds.

“My dad? How would he know about this place?” Song Lingge thought for a moment. She hadn’t come to the store yesterday; she had gone shopping with Zhang Xiuxiu.

After Yu Shaofen and Jing Chu went back to their hometowns for the holidays, Zhang Xiuxiu called home to say she was going to do a summer job, so she didn't go back and stayed in Nanzhou.

However, she is not working at "Song's Food Diary" now, and Song Lingge suggested that she find a tutoring job.

Since the student dormitories were not allowed to accommodate her, and Zhang Xiuxiu didn't want to cause trouble for the Zhao family, Song Lingge lent her the teachers' apartment for a while.

So, besides killing time at "Song's Food Diary," Song Lingge really had nowhere else to go.

“I don’t often stay in the kitchen when I run into this shop. A few days ago, I ran into a regular customer from Nanzhou Middle School. It’s quite a coincidence, he’s also your dad’s colleague. When I told your dad about it, he found out.”

Located in the city center, "Song Shi Ji" enjoys high foot traffic and is a popular weekend getaway for locals, so it's not uncommon to run into acquaintances there.

I never expected that an acquaintance would come knocking on my door so soon, and I never expected that it would be Song Jianping.

"What did he say? Did he cause you any trouble?" Song Lingge asked.

She roughly knew what Song Jianping was thinking, but she was worried that it would affect Song Jianmei's mood.