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

Song Lingge raised the hand that was intertwined with Qiao Nansheng's.

"Can't you see it? Isn't it clear enough?"

"No—impossible—" Fang Guanghua couldn't help but roar, attracting onlookers to point and stare.

Song Lingge frowned slightly. It was really embarrassing to be with this kind of person. Every time, she lost face in public.

To avoid damaging Qiao Nansheng's reputation, Song Lingge decided to pull him away from this troublesome place as soon as possible.

"Song Lingge, since you're with Qiao Nansheng, why are you sending me clothes?" Fang Guanghua shouted.

From the moment Song Lingge saw Fang Guanghua, she was already mentally prepared that this matter would be exposed sooner or later.

So upon hearing this, she immediately turned to Qiao Nansheng and said, "Do you believe me? I swear, that's not how it is."

She didn't care what others thought of her, but she couldn't let Qiao Nansheng misunderstand.

Qiao Nansheng reached out and grasped Song Lingge's three raised fingers: "Don't swear so easily, I believe you."

Their interaction made Fang Guanghua instantly feel like a joke, but he didn't want to believe it.

His eyes were slightly red, and he said stubbornly, "Didn't you ask my aunt to buy it? I've tried on all the sizes, and it fits perfectly. You still say it wasn't bought specifically for me?"

Song Lingge couldn't refute this, as she had genuinely encouraged Jiang Yunlan to buy it, and the size was even more of a mystery.

“You bought it for yourself? You really have the nerve to say that. Did Lingge pay for it? By the way, it seems that your ex-girlfriend who had your child paid for it. I wonder if Li Meimei knows about this?” Zhang Xiuxiu jumped in.

If she and Chen Bingfeng get together, Song Lingge will be her sister-in-law; even without that relationship, Song Lingge is still her best friend, and she can't just stand by and watch her suffer.

She was present when Song Lingge encouraged her, and she knew the reasons, but she couldn't say them in front of everyone.

However, Zhang Xiuxiu did not expect that her good intentions would lead to bad results.

People like Fang Guanghua don't listen to what others say; they only believe what they think.

Zhang Xiuxiu's words gave him the illusion that Song Lingge really wanted to buy him clothes, but was only doing so because of Zhou Songmei.

Even if Zhang Xiuxiu didn't say it, he could guess that Zhou Songmei, with her temper that flares up at the slightest provocation when she sees Song Lingge, would never let Song Lingge pay for clothes if it were for him.

Ultimately, it's because he's too popular that these women keep throwing themselves at him.

Song Lingge knew Fang Guanghua's character all too well, and she could vaguely guess what Fang Guanghua was plotting in his quiet state.

It can only be said that when people are shameless, they are invincible.

To be fair, although Fang Guanghua was not particularly handsome, he was tall and strong, which was the kind of down-to-earth look that was popular in that era.

But as the old saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover.

Especially Fang Guanghua.

The nose that Li Meimei almost bit off last time now only shows a light red scar when viewed up close, after some time has passed.

This person really forgets the pain once the wound heals.

"Forget it, there's no point in talking to him. Let's go, don't delay our meal." Song Lingge pulled Qiao Nansheng past Fang Guanghua.

Fang Guanghua wanted to grab Song Lingge, but the next second he was met with Qiao Nansheng's cold gaze, so he had no choice but to awkwardly withdraw his hand.

They soon arrived at the hot pot restaurant. Qiao Nansheng pulled Song Lingge aside and said to Jing Chu, "You guys go in and order first. Order whatever you like, don't be shy. I'll talk to Lingge for a bit, then we'll go in."

Jingchu Chao Song Lingge gave a "good luck to you" look, then pushed Yu Shaofen and Zhang Xiuxiu into the hot pot restaurant.

Hopefully, Qiao Nansheng can stand up for himself this time.

Although Fang Guanghua is incompetent, there must be a reason why he came to cause trouble this time. Seeing Song Lingge suffer a setback is something Jingchu would love to see.

We can't always make him feel inferior because of Li Meimei.

"Come here, don't peek, let them have a proper talk." Jing Chu had been hiding behind the window to peek after entering the store, but Yu Shaofen dragged him in.

Qiao Nansheng pulled Song Lingge to a small alley next to the shop.

Song Lingge stood against the wall, and Qiao Nansheng stretched out his hands and pressed against the wall, encircling her in a hushed manner.

"Tell me, what happened?" Although the action was rather domineering, Qiao Nansheng's tone remained as gentle as ever.

Song Lingge tilted her head and asked playfully, "Are you jealous? You were so generous just now, saying you believed me. Why are you contradicting yourself so quickly?"

"Stop fooling around, be serious, and answer my question first."

“On the day I bought a lot of things last time, I happened to run into Fang Guanghua’s stepmother and Zhou Songmei shopping together, so I encouraged them to spend some money.”

"Why do you know Fang Guanghua's size so well?"

"I asked the sales assistant. Sales assistants sell so many clothes, they can tell just by pointing to someone with a similar build," Song Lingge lied without batting an eye.

Qiao Nansheng stared into her eyes, trying to see into their depths.

Song Lingge lunged forward suddenly, almost hitting his face.

Suddenly being so close, Qiao Nansheng's face flushed red.

Song Lingge hugged his waist and said coquettishly, "They've bullied me so many times, I won't let them bully me for nothing. Making them bleed a little is a way to teach them a lesson. Don't be angry!"

Her voice was soft and gentle; she was usually quite assertive, but now it was as sweet and gentle as a tabby cat's.

Qiao Nansheng's heart skipped a beat.

Jing Chu made an excuse to secretly eavesdrop, but before he could get up, he saw Qiao Nansheng and singer Song Ling walk in hand in hand.

"Are you done talking?" Jing Chu asked with ill intent.

Qiao Nansheng nodded: "Mm!"

"How could it be over so quickly? Couldn't you have interrogated them a little longer? Fang Guanghua and Lingge are..." Jing Chu shouted in frustration. How was he supposed to find any dirt on Song Lingge if it was over so quickly?

"But what?" Song Lingge asked with a smile.

However, Jing Chu immediately saw the cold glint in Qiao Nansheng's eyes and quickly shut up.

"Hey classmate, is it okay for you to pursue your classmate, Song, the great beauty?" Jing Chu said through gritted teeth.

"There's no way around it, he's just that outstanding!"

Appropriate jokes can bridge the gap between people and improve awkward situations.

"Okay, let's not talk about that disgusting person anymore. I've been craving this hot pot for so long," Zhang Xiuxiu said as she cooked the first piece of tripe.

"Me too, today I'm going to eat Qiao Nansheng out of house and home," Song Lingge said with a smile, and immediately heated up a large slice of pork kidney.

Qiao Nansheng leaned closer to her and lowered his voice: "Even if you go bankrupt, you'll still support me, right?"

His voice wasn't loud, but because he was close to Song Lingge, the others noticed his movements and heard what he said.

Jing Chu immediately exclaimed, "Hey, hey, hey, this is a public place, is it really necessary to act like this? Can't a person eat in peace?"