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

Song Lingge let out a soft sigh.

"I have nothing to say."

Qiao Nansheng's eyes suddenly dimmed.

He was overjoyed if he had confirmed his feelings during his walk this morning.

At that moment, Song Lingge's words plunged him into the deepest abyss, making him feel as if he had fallen into the coldest depths of hell.

This woman always manages to easily influence his emotions.

They had just admitted their relationship to their families that morning.

Why can she say such a heartless thing now?

Qiao Nansheng didn't understand. For the first time, he felt that he didn't really know her. Song Lingge was too unfamiliar to him at this moment.

Song Lingge knew the impact her words would have on Qiao Nansheng.

However, she had her own unavoidable difficulties.

She is a woman with many secrets, and there are some things that are truly impossible to say.

Qiao Nansheng, I'm sorry. Song Lingge could only apologize to him in her heart again and again.

But what came out of her mouth was: "Can you still drive? Or I can drive. I need to go back right away and make him some soup. You just got back to the country, so go back and get some rest. You don't need to come with me tonight."

Qiao Nansheng turned around and looked deeply at Song Lingge, wanting to confirm whether she really said such heartless words.

There was no misunderstanding, no coercion.

All of it came out, word by word, from those crimson lips.

Qiao Nansheng took a deep breath and started the car.

Many years later, if you were to ask Song Lingge which time she was closest to death and which time she was most afraid of, she would definitely say this trip.

The journey that usually takes more than 20 minutes took Qiao Nansheng less than 10 minutes.

Throughout the journey, Song Lingge clung tightly to the roof handle, her heart pounding with fear, but she kept her lips clenched so she didn't make a sound.

The usually gentle and refined Qiao Nansheng was possessed by a demon at that moment, and started driving at a deadly speed.

He took Song Lingge home and saw her getting out of the car with a slight tremor, feeling a pang of heartache and regret.

However, Song Lingge was also stubborn and had a bad temper. After getting off the bus, she didn't even glance at him and went straight home.

Qiao Nansheng, in a fit of pique, immediately revved the engine and sped away from the Zhao family's house.

Although Song Lingge did not turn around, she knew that the roar was Qiao Nansheng's angry shout.

Zhao family.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi only learned about Song Jianping's car accident around noon after Song Lingge and the others left.

It was only when Hu Lixia called Tang Shuxin that she learned the whole story.

They didn't blame Song Lingge for deceiving them; they just felt sorry for her. Such an irresponsible father, once something happened, would drag her down first.

When Song Lingge returned home, she saw two elderly people sitting quietly in the living room.

The television was off, and the two elderly people remained silent, making the house feel particularly deserted.

Song Lingge took a deep breath, calmed her facial nerves, and forced out a bright smile.

"I am back."

Lin Xiuzhi quickly came over: "How are you? Nothing serious happened, right?"

As Song Lingge changed her shoes, she said, "It's nothing, he just needs to stay in the hospital for a few more days. I'll make him some soup later and bring him dinner tonight."

"I've been holding on, come over here and tell us what happened."

Lin Xiuzhi wasn't worried about Song Jianping; she was worried about Song Lingge. Making soup for Song Jianping was just a way of sharing the burden with Song Lingge.

Seeing the two elderly people, so old, still busy with their own affairs, I was filled with worry.

Song Lingge couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

She secretly vowed in her heart: Grandma and Grandpa, you must live to be a hundred years old. After I finish these things, I will definitely take good care of you and stay with you.

But she dared not say these words aloud easily.

She was afraid that she had given them unrealistic fantasies.

Song Lingge composed herself and gave a brief account of what had happened at the hospital.

However, the issues between him and Qiao Nansheng were omitted.

"In your opinion, was this an accident, or was it premeditated?" Zhao Zhangguo went straight to the point.

Song Lingge thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter what we think, the key is what he thinks."

Zhao Zhangguo looked into her eyes and fell into deep thought.

Just as Song Lingge had predicted, Song Jianping, who was lying alone on the hospital bed, was thinking about the whole thing.

Ma Xiaodong's family had a grudge against him, although it was more than ten years ago. At that time, expelling Ma Changzhi dealt a great blow to their family.

Song Lingge and the others felt that this hatred was not a big deal. After all, it was a fact that Ma Changzhi had a fight with his parents. Although Song Jianping was cold-hearted, this was the only way to deal with it.

But only Song Jianping knew that this was no small matter.

Because at that time, the parents who had conflicts with Ma Changzhi were instigated by Song Jianping.

Therefore, Ma Changzhi's dismissal was entirely orchestrated and caused by Song Jianping.

It's entirely possible that Ma Xiaodong would seek revenge for his father.

However, just as Song Lingge analyzed, how could Ma Xiaodong know that he would go through that gap, and how could Ma Xiaodong happen to be near Hele Manor at that time?

These are all questions.

It's summer vacation now, and the reason he passed by that gap so early in the morning was because there was a breakfast stall near the bus stop.

The fried dough sticks sold there were Song Jianping's favorite, so he would often go and buy a few.

Not many people know about this habit; even Song Lingge probably doesn't.

Aside from himself, the only people who knew about it were Zhou Songmei and Nie Ergou.

But Nie Ergou is in prison, so all that's left is...

Zhou Songmei and Ma Xiaodong?

Would two people who have absolutely no connection collude together?

And Zhou Songmei, would she really kill him because his illegitimate daughter was exposed and he refused to pay her?

Song Jianping's eyebrows furrowed as he fell into deep thought.

But years of experience have taught him that the most impossible things are often the most possible.

If it can be proven that Zhou Songmei and Ma Xiaodong are connected, then it is highly likely that the two conspired together.

After finishing her meal at home, Song Lingge left the house with a thermos.

As soon as I stepped out of the courtyard gate, I saw two people standing there.

For a moment, the three people looked at each other, unsure of how to respond.

They're all people connected to her, so let her speak.

"Didn't I tell you to get some rest? Why did you still come?" This was said to Qiao Nansheng.

However, Qiao Nansheng was determined to maintain his aloofness to the end, remaining silent and keeping his eyes fixed on Ma Xiaodong.

Song Lingge explained, "Ma Xiaodong felt bad about hitting my dad, so he asked me to go visit him with him and asked me to act as a mediator."

Ma Xiaodong quickly said, "That's exactly what I just told him."

Song Lingge gave him a casual glance, and Ma Xiaodong immediately shut up.

Qiao Nansheng then said, "I'll take you there."