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

It seems Zhou Songmei is still harassing Song Lingge.

She is, after all, his biological daughter. Seeing him in trouble, although she didn't say anything nice, she was still worried about him deep down.

Zhou Songmei, on the other hand, made it clear that she was going to make things difficult for the father and daughter.

And I, having raised him for so many years, have completely raised a thankless wretch.

In critical moments, you still have to rely on your own daughter.

"Are you still blaming me, resenting me for bringing Zhou Songmei to Nanzhou?" Song Jianping looked at Song Lingge calmly.

No one knows what turbulent emotions are hidden beneath his calm and composed face.

People are constantly growing.

Even he, who rose from a poor student to a middle school principal and considered himself superior to many, still took many detours, and only now realized the importance of family.

He really made too many mistakes because of some outsiders.

He now wants to know what else he can do to ease the tension between him and Song Lingge.

When Zhou Songmei came to his house last time, she said so much. And when Song Lingge came to his house and confronted him, he realized that he really knew very little about her.

His daughter had unknowingly drifted apart from him.

“What’s the use of resenting you? It won’t change anything,” Song Lingge said quietly, without looking at him.

Song Jianping felt a tightness in his chest. In fact, he had prepared himself for Song Lingge to yell at him and have a hysterical argument when he kept her around.

But Song Lingge is very quiet now, with a sense of resignation.

This made Song Jianping realize that Song Lingge had never changed, and that her deep scheming was nothing more than Zhou Songmei's plot to sow discord between him and his daughter.

Even if Song Lingge has some cunning schemes, at least she is kind-hearted, much better than Zhou Songmei.

I was completely blinded by greed before, which is why I couldn't judge people properly.

“The past cannot be changed, but the future will change. My daughter and I have been played like pawns for so long, and I feel that my car accident was suspicious and may have been premeditated,” Song Jianping said.

He kept Song Lingge behind to discuss business, and didn't want her to get caught up in her emotions, so it was better to take the initiative to bring up the topic.

Sure enough, Song Lingge was drawn in: "You suspect that Ma Xiaodong has come back for revenge? But I don't think so. Have you discovered something?"

"Given our conflict with the Ma family, it's unlikely that Ma Xiaodong would have run me over with his car and become responsible for a death. But it's highly probable that he was instigated by someone."

"Instigate? That's too much of a conspiracy theory!" Song Lingge hugged her arms tightly, feeling a cold breeze blowing down her back.

Song Jianping had been paying close attention to Song Lingge's emotional changes, and he was now even more convinced that his daughter was naive and never thought badly of anyone. Her last conversation with him was also because of Zhao Jueyu, which was why she couldn't control her emotions.

“You’re kind, just like your mother, which is a good thing. But the world isn’t as good as you imagine,” Song Jianping said with a heartfelt sigh.

Song Lingge glanced at him sideways, a sense of irritation rising in her heart: Zhao Jueyu's kindness hadn't even stirred his conscience, so what was the point of saying all this now? He hadn't made any substantial changes.

"Dad, please don't be like this. Can you tell me first why you think Ma Xiaodong was instigated to hit you? There has to be a reason!"

"Didn't you just hear Ma Xiaodong say that his family moved to Yuning?"

"I heard that, but so many people from Yu Ning come to Nanzhou. Isn't it too hasty to conclude that they are accomplices?"

"Not only that, but they also came from Yuning around the same time, and Ma Xiaodong even knew I loved grapes after all these years. Doesn't all of this suggest they have ulterior motives?"

Song Lingge was speechless. To conclude that others were conspiring based on just these facts, Song Jianping really had a rich imagination.

However, this also indirectly proves another saying: if one person has doubts about another, then even if they are separated by thousands of layers of relationship, they can still connect them.

That's how it is with Zhou Songmei and Ma Xiaodong right now; no matter what they say or do, Song Jianping can always connect them.

"What's the motive? Is Ma Xiaodong doing this because of a grudge between his parents from years ago? What about Zhou Songmei? I was the one who kicked them out. You've raised her all these years, how could she be so ungrateful?"

The words "ungrateful" struck a nerve with Song Jianping.

Zhou Songmei and Nie Ergou, and even Zhou Yuhong, are all ungrateful and heartless bastards.

Song Jianping supported their family for over twenty years.

The thought of his sacrifices made Song Jianping seethe with hatred.

Because of the cause of Zhao Jueyu's death, he had given up on pursuing these people, but unexpectedly they went too far and became persistent.

"Aren't these motives enough? You're too kind, so you don't understand them. Just the fact that they can cause trouble again and again should make it clear that these people are no pushovers. We can't sit idly by any longer," Song Jianping said indignantly.

Song Lingge sneered inwardly; Song Jianping's words were truly laughable to her.

Even though he's her father, how could he have the nerve to say that?

Song Lingge felt ashamed to have such a father.

"So what do you plan to do? Call the police?" Song Lingge asked.

Call the police? Song Jianping wouldn't dare.

He hurriedly shook his head: "There are many ways to deal with these people. They won't be sentenced for long even if they committed an attempted crime. Some things we have to do ourselves."

Song Lingge pouted and said, "Then how do I do it? I don't know how to do these things."

Like a mentor, Song Jianping patiently guided him, saying, "I'm here, I'll teach you. You must remember, kindness is often taken advantage of, you have to become strong yourself."

After talking all night, only this sentence hit the nail on the head.

Song Jianping didn't say anything specific about the actions, but simply told Song Lingge to follow his instructions.

Song Lingge's anticipation grew. What she needed to do next was to observe the battle from a distance and learn from it.

Stepping out of the ward, Song Lingge almost screamed in fright.

Qiao Nansheng actually stayed outside the ward the whole time.

The two exchanged a glance and left the hospital in silence.

After getting into the car, Song Lingge finally asked, "How long have you been standing outside? Why don't you go inside?"

Qiao Nansheng glanced at her: "You want me to go in? I'm afraid not."

"Do you have to talk to me in such a sarcastic tone? If you have any complaints, you can just say so. I hate it when you talk to me like this."

Song Lingge had been pretending all day and was now quite tired.

She no longer wanted to pretend in front of Qiao Nansheng.

Qiao Nansheng sighed softly before speaking, "I didn't even know that Song Lingge had a childhood sweetheart! Tsk tsk tsk, childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree, how wonderful."

Song Lingge frowned as she looked at Qiao Nansheng. Could it be that this person had been carrying emotions all along just for this reason?