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

Before Song Lingge could react, Qiao Nansheng forcibly pressed her down with his right hand.

"What's wrong?" Song Lingge asked, her back hunched over, sounding uncomfortable.

“I saw your dad.” Qiao Nansheng’s expression was serious as he kept his eyes fixed on the outside. “He went into their store.”

Did Song Jianping come to Fang Guanghua's shop?

Don't even mention that he's a customer; he's never been seen patronizing the shops owned by his own daughter and sister.

Song Lingge's brows furrowed unconsciously.

All of this is utterly unbelievable.

Song Jianping's phone call, Song Jianmei's phone call, and now Song Jianping is at Fang Guanghua's store.

When viewed together, it all seems to reveal a sense of the uncanny.

"Nansheng, go to the back door of Song Shiji," Song Lingge said.

Her path to rebirth was not easy; she constantly struggled with the people closest to her.

Why did Song Jianping come to see Fang Guanghua? Was it because of Zhou Songmei?

Song Lingge's mind was a complete mess.

Seeing her anxiety, Qiao Nansheng took her hand: "Don't think too much, go ask Aunt Song first."

Song Lingge and the others went around to the back door of Song Shi Ji and waited for a while before seeing Song Jianmei rushing out.

During this time period, the store is extremely busy and business is booming.

"Auntie, Grandma said you called me, what's up?"

Song Jianmei nodded to Qiao Nansheng as a greeting, then pulled Song Lingge a few steps away.

Qiao Nansheng was very sensible and took the initiative to return to the car to wait for Song Lingge.

Song Jianmei then spoke up: "Your dad has been coming to the store every day these past few days. When he comes, he just looks around and chats with me casually, and I didn't think much of it at first. But today when he came, he said some random things, and after he left, I felt uneasy, so I called you."

"What did he ask?" Song Lingge's heart skipped a beat.

During this time, she had always thought that Song Jianping was trying to deal with Zhou Songmei, but she never expected that she was his target.

Song Jianping must have discovered something to turn his attention to me.

However, Song Lingge couldn't immediately figure out where things had gone wrong.

"There's nothing really wrong. He was perfectly normal when he came a few days ago. But the way he looked at me today was a bit off," Song Jianmei said.

Song Lingge knew that Song Jianmei wasn't just talking nonsense.

She and Song Jianping are siblings and know each other very well. They can easily sense any unusual feeling from each other.

Since Song Jianmei sensed something was wrong, something must have happened to Song Jianping.

Song Lingge frowned and remained silent, while Song Jianmei also became nervous.

"Lingge, did I say something wrong? Is your dad up to something again?"

Song Jianmei was genuinely terrified. If Meishi Songxiang was forced to close down, and Songshiji was also targeted, she really wouldn't be able to handle it.

Song Lingge patted Song Jianmei on the shoulder and said casually, "Aunt, don't overthink it. Leave everything to me. But if my dad comes again, just take it easy and don't talk to him too much."

Song Jianmei said angrily, "He can come or not, I won't talk to him anymore."

Song Lingge nodded, but still added, "I just saw my dad go to that newly opened shop on the next street."

"That vixen's shop?" Song Jianping habitually referred to Zhou Songmei as a vixen.

She only knew that Zhou Songmei and Song Lingge didn't get along, but she didn't know much about their other entanglements.

"We run our business honestly and don't get involved in anything else. Don't..."

Song Jianmei then realized that her niece was worried that she would cause trouble if she couldn't get over her anger.

"Don't worry, I spend most of my time in the kitchen. I find that vixen disgusting even to look at. Your aunt has no other skills and can't help you much. You'll have to handle all of this yourself. It's all because your aunt is incompetent."

"Auntie, if you keep saying that, I'll get angry." Song Lingge pouted, pretending to be angry.

After Song Lingge relaxed, Song Jianmei naturally wasn't so worried anymore. She smiled and said, "Xiao Wang has come out to check on me several times. They definitely can't handle this. I'm going in first. Be careful yourself. We'll talk on the phone tonight."

Song Lingge nodded and watched Song Jianmei go into the kitchen.

One thing is certain now: Song Shiji is not in trouble, nor is Song Jianmei; the one in trouble is her.

Back in the car, Song Lingge sighed deeply: "Let's go home!"

What exactly did Song Jianping find out?

Aside from conspiring with Ma Xiaodong, Song Lingge asked herself if she had done anything else.

Did Song Jianping know that the car accident was premeditated?

As an ordinary person, joining forces with Ma Xiaodong to seek revenge was her first attempt to test the boundaries of law and morality.

She didn't want to give up everything she had already built up, nor did she want Fang Guanghua, Zhou Songmei, and Song Jianping to go unpunished.

Why is it so difficult for ordinary people to seek revenge?

Song Lingge was lost in her thoughts, and it took her a while to realize that this was not the way home.

She looked at Qiao Nansheng with a puzzled expression: "Where are we going?"

“Didn’t you tell Grandma Lin you weren’t going home for dinner? Let’s eat out and then go back!” Qiao Nansheng said.

Song Lingge glared at him: "Is this outside?"

Qiao Nansheng gave an awkward laugh.

This road was extremely familiar to Song Lingge; she had walked it countless times.

"Since I'm just getting a free meal anyway, wouldn't it be better to go to my grandparents' house for a free meal?"

When the car reached the intersection of Baoyu Road, Qiao Nansheng stopped the car and went to order a few more dishes with Wang Wenzhen.

"I know you're hungry, so I ordered all your favorite dishes. Don't be shy later, eat as much as you like," Qiao Nansheng said with a smile.

Song Lingge rolled her eyes at him; this man's habit of acting first and informing later was really bad.

This was, in fact, the first time the two of them had come to the Qiao family together.

I didn't bring any gifts, and I had a lot on my mind.

Qiao Nansheng is really something else; he just doesn't understand girls' feelings at all.

"Don't be angry. It was Grandpa and Grandma who told me to bring you back when I had time. I've explained to them many times that you're very busy." Qiao Nansheng innocently raised his hands.

The two elders of the Qiao family were both very kind and approachable people, and Song Lingge got along very well with them.

She just felt that since she was going back with Qiao Nansheng this time, and as his girlfriend, it wouldn't be right not to bring a gift.

But Qiao Nansheng didn't think that way. In his heart, Song Lingge was already his girlfriend.

Qiao Yuejiang and Zhang Lingyu are both very shrewd; they must have seen through his intentions long ago.

Otherwise, if she weren't his granddaughter-in-law, why would she go to such lengths to help Song Lingge?

"Don't do that again next time. Remember this rule too," Song Lingge threatened.

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say. If I make the same mistake again, I'll settle all the old scores with you."