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

Yu Shaofen didn't know why she blurted out this question, which was completely different from the image she had always presented to them.

She regretted it the moment she exported it.

But there was no way to take it back now, so Yu Shaofen could only pretend to be nonchalant and walk forward, though her thumb nail was almost digging blood into her index finger.

"If people who take relationships seriously are useless, then I don't know what is useful."

Song Lingge held Yu Shaofen's arm, not looking at her, but speaking in a very serious tone.

Song Lingge couldn't pinpoint when it started, but she felt that Yu Shaofen had become very different from before.

She felt she had to answer this question carefully.

"I saw your novel was published when I went back this time, it's really well written." Yu Shaofen changed the subject.

Some answers can only be found by oneself; waiting for others to provide the answer will never yield a standard answer.

"Can you buy it there too?" Song Lingge knew the novel had been published, but she didn't expect it to be available in Yu Shaofen's hometown.

"Yes, you can buy it. By the way, Lingge, how did you come up with the idea of ​​writing a novel?"

"I just felt that this was something I liked and could do well, so I did it. I also hope that a hundred years from now, the literary world will remember me with a significant mark!"

Song Lingge spoke lightly, but it was a heavy blow to Yu Shaofen's heart.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, Song Lingge is already pursuing a higher level of self-actualization. Meanwhile, I am still pursuing my needs for affection and belonging.

Yu Shaofen believes that even without Qiao Nansheng, Song Lingge can still live a good life.

Without Jingchu, he would be like someone stuck in a quagmire, lifeless and stagnant.

Li Meimei is right. The two of them are the same kind of people; they both prioritize emotions.

When Fang Guanghua was hospitalized last time, Yu Shaofen helped Song Lingge to persuade Li Meimei.

The mission was successfully completed, but there were some things she kept to herself and never told anyone.

Li Meimei said that Song Lingge is different from them. She has her own ideals and ambitions, and relationships have never been her focus.

For them, emotions are everything; without emotions, they cannot survive.

When Li Meimei spoke, Yu Shaofen scoffed.

But she quickly realized the truth, and it seemed to be true.

As long as things remained unclear between Jing Chu and her, she seemed unable to muster the energy to do anything.

She had been pretending in front of Song Lingge and the others.

Only she knows how many tears she shed in the dead of night.

The moment Yu Shaofen learned that Jing Chu liked Li Meimei, she was heartbroken, and it was a devastating blow to her spirit.

Just as Yu Shaofen once said, even if Jing Chu really liked Song Lingge, she would be sad, but she would be more likely to accept it psychologically.

However, Yu Shaofen, who also had her own pride, couldn't accept that Jing Chu would actually like Li Meimei.

Later, Jing Chu saw through Li Meimei's true colors and began to re-evaluate her feelings.

Perhaps for others, seeing the light at the end of the tunnel after enduring hardship would bring great joy.

However, Yu Shaofen always felt a bitter taste in her heart that she could not shake off.

She understood that she was merely Jing Chu's second choice, and she could never be the boy's first love.

But Jingchu was everything to her.

Yu Shaofen was unwilling to accept this.

Yet, they couldn't muster the courage to stand up for themselves.

As a result, Yu Shaofen became increasingly conflicted, trapped in a self-made snare from which she could no longer escape.

"What are you two whispering about? You're taking way too long!" Jing Chu laughed as he turned back.

He and Qiao Nansheng had already put the things in the trunk. Because he was worried that Song Lingge would tell on him, he put the things down and went to find Yu Shaofen and Song Lingge.

He also felt that he had brought this upon himself. If he had agreed when Yu Shaofen confessed her feelings to him, none of this mess would have happened now.

Jing Chu understood Yu Shaofen's transformation better than anyone else.

Therefore, he could only try his best to treat Yu Shaofen better in order to make up for his wrong choice back then.

Although they had only just started dating, they felt that the sweetness of the beginning of their relationship was missing, and they were both preoccupied with their own thoughts.

"We didn't say much, just chatted for a bit. Let's go, don't leave Nansheng waiting for us alone," Yu Shaofen replied with a smile.

As a bystander, Song Lingge felt that the magnetic field between the two wasn't as sweet as when they had a crush on each other.

However, this is ultimately a matter between the two of them, and some things still need to be resolved by the parties involved themselves.

We can only hope that Yu Shaofen won't get stuck on this, and that Jing Chu will be more attentive and considerate.

Fate is hard to define.

After getting in the car, at Yu Shaofen's request, Song Lingge sat in the back seat, while Jing Chu sat in the front passenger seat.

"I've been sitting for too long, I'm feeling a little dizzy. Lingge, let me lean on you for a bit!" Yu Shaofen said.

Although Yu Shaofen agreed to let Jing Chu enter the probationary period, her rejection of Jing Chu was invisible yet fatal.

On the way back to school, the car was quiet, with only the sound of the wind.

As they approached the school, Song Lingge shook Yu Shaofen awake: "Shaofen, we're almost there. Get up and relax."

Yu Shaofen sat up straight and stretched.

Jing Chu handed over a water glass: "Have some water!"

"Okay, thank you!" Yu Shaofen accepted the water without hesitation and immediately took a sip.

The atmosphere was strange.

Even when she had a crush on Jing Chu back then, Yu Shaofen had never been so polite to him.

After the relationship was established, the two actually became estranged.

Qiao Nansheng and Song Lingge exchanged a silent glance in the rearview mirror.

Jingchu's journey to win back his wife is arduous and long.

"How's business at Ailedi these days?" Yu Shaofen asked.

"Don't let the summer vacation fool you, business is still booming. Turning it into an entertainment venue was a wise move. I'm truly a business genius," Song Lingge said, trying to ease the tension in the carriage.

"Then tonight, I'm honored to have the beautiful Song as my host." Jing Chu didn't stand on ceremony.

"It's easy to talk about."

Qiao Nansheng, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up: "It's my treat today."

"It doesn't matter who pays." Jing Chu didn't understand Qiao Nansheng's meaning and thought he was worried about Song Lingge's wallet.

He thought to himself that it couldn't be that bad, after all, Song Lingge was indeed the richest person among them.

"I've secured an internship, so I'm treating everyone today."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"What? You've been hiding this well!" If Qiao Nansheng hadn't been driving, Jing Chu would have jumped on him and given him a bear hug.

"Nansheng, congratulations!" Yu Shaofen said.

Only Song Lingge remained silent. Qiao Nansheng observed her through the rearview mirror and was met with her eye-rolling.

Damn it, I was just mocking Jing Chu for his long road to winning back his wife, and now it's my turn.

If I don't express myself properly later, my good days are probably coming to an end.