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

"Slap—" A loud slap.

The room fell eerily quiet.

However, this eerie silence did not last long, and was soon followed by the deafening cries of a child.

Song Jianping was taken aback for a moment when he didn't expect Zhou Songmei to hit the child. However, he quickly recovered and yelled at Zhou Songmei, "Why did you hit him? What does such a young child know?"

The moment Zhou Songmei made her move, she already regretted it.

But once the hand has been swung out, it cannot be taken back.

Seeing her fingerprints clearly imprinted on the child's fair cheek, she felt heartbroken.

However, Zizai's unintentional words sounded incredibly harsh to her ears, and they also made her heart ache so much that she couldn't breathe.

“Zizai, Mommy hugs you—” Zhou Songmei stretched out her hands, her voice trembling with guilt.

Poor Zizai was stunned by that slap, and even though his mother was now probably a bad person in his eyes, he was so scared that he kept burrowing into Song Jianping's arms.

Helpless, Song Jianping hugged the child tightly and moved to a more distant spot.

"Look how scared you've made the child."

Zhou Songmei was in the wrong and felt very aggrieved.

She naturally blamed Song Lingge for this.

If it weren't for Song Lingge, how could Zizai have become estranged from his biological mother?

Why would she go to an interview for no reason?

The Song family's assets—no, the Song family's assets have nothing to do with her.

Isn't the Zhao family's vast fortune enough for her? Why does she have to go out and make a scene, disturbing others' peace?

However, she was completely unaware that Song Lingge was on television, such a big event.

Did Fang Guanghua not know either?

Zhou Songmei thought to herself that she must find out what was going on when she got back.

If Fang Guanghua still harbors feelings for Song Lingge, she will definitely not let him off the hook, nor will she let her off the hook.

"Dad... I'll go cook. You play with Zizai for a while." Zhou Songmei's voice was muffled.

Song Jianping assumed that she felt guilty towards the child, so he stopped correcting her and let her be.

Without Song Jianping's interference, the Zhao, Qin, and Qiao families enjoyed a lively and auspicious New Year.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng's lunch was enough to fill everyone up, but not to make them feel truly satisfied.

However, their display inspired others to want to perform as well.

So for this year's New Year's Eve dinner, Lin Xiuzhi made squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, Hu Lixia made three-cup chicken, Qin Rong made a Western-style cake, Qiao Guangzhi made cola chicken wings and spaghetti bolognese, and Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng, who were in charge of lunch, contributed a large shrimp platter of braised shrimp, garlic shrimp and boiled shrimp for the New Year's Eve dinner. This is a first-class chef's dish.

Zhao Zhangguo made green pepper and preserved egg, Qin Sihai made garlic cucumber, and Tang Shuxin made vegetable salad. These are second-class chefs.

Qin Yu and the two little ones made a fruit platter, while Qiao Yuejiang and Zhang Lingyu made and arranged the desserts. This was the work of a junior chef.

Then everyone made colorful dumplings together, and of course, there were also colorful steamed buns, colorful four-shaped dumplings, and so on mixed in.

The New Year's Eve dinner of that year will be repeatedly mentioned in every year to come.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the older generation felt cold and didn't want to go out. Zhao Zhangguo, Qin Sihai, Qiao Yuejiang, Qiao Guangzhi, and others started playing bridge.

Lin Xiuzhi, Hu Lixia, Zhang Lingyu, and Qin Rong sat in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala and chatting about gossip.

Song Lingge, Qiao Nansheng, and Qin Yu's family went to the community square to set off fireworks as usual.

Qiao Nansheng and Qin Yu, carrying fireworks, led Qin Zihan and Qin Zichen in front, while Song Lingge and Tang Shuxin followed hand in hand behind.

"It feels like just yesterday that I came here to set off fireworks last year, but I can't believe a year has already passed in the blink of an eye," Tang Shuxin remarked.

Tang Shuxin felt that the years that passed in the blink of an eye were the most worthwhile period of time for Song Lingge to write about.

So much happened this year.

Seeing that Song Lingge didn't speak, her eyes still sparkling as she stared at Qiao Nansheng's back, Tang Shuxin continued, "We spent the New Year together last year, and I never thought we'd be able to spend it together again this year. I really hope we can spend it together every year from now on."

Song Lingge then realized that Tang Shuxin was teasing her, and she scratched Tang Shuxin's waist in embarrassment and annoyance.

Hearing the commotion, Qin Zichen, who was in front, turned around and said, "Of course my sister-in-law is celebrating the New Year with us!"

Qin Zihan shook his head with a mature-beyond-his-years air, giving Qin Zichen a look that suggested he was hopeless, and said, "Since my sister-in-law hasn't married my brother yet, she might not be spending the New Year with us."

Qin Zichen blinked his big, dark eyes and said innocently, "Then let's get married!"

Tang Shuxin chimed in with a smile, "Yes, yes, Zichen is so smart, getting married is all he needs to do. You two should just get married right after graduation, and then have a little baby for us to play with."

After saying that, Tang Shuxin looked Song Lingge up and down, then Qiao Nansheng, and said mischievously, "With your looks, your child will definitely have rosy lips and white teeth, soft and chubby, and fair and tender..."

Song Lingge's face turned bright red instantly. She really couldn't believe that Tang Shuxin, a doctor who was usually so serious, was so mischievous in private.

"Tang..." She just couldn't bring herself to call her Aunt Tang anymore.

Taking the opportunity, Tang Shuxin teased her again: "Why don't you just call her 'little aunt'?"

Song Lingge no longer cared whether she was an elder or not, and chased after her. The two of them started playfully fighting.

Qin Zichen and Qin Zihan didn't understand what was going on, but they thought it was fun, so they joined in.

Adults and children alike had a great time playing together.

Watching them play happily, the two young men appeared more composed.

Qin Yu smiled and said, "Congratulations on getting what you wanted."

Qiao Nansheng and Qin Yu were not much different in age, and Qin Yu understood Qiao Nansheng's feelings for Song Lingge even better than Qiao Nansheng himself.

That was when Qiao Nansheng and Song Lingge were very young, in the second grade of elementary school. After Song Lingge left an indelible impression on Qiao Nansheng's young mind, Qiao Nansheng would uncontrollably pay attention to Song Lingge.

Qin Yu, who was a few years older than him, teased him, saying that he must have fallen for her.

As fate would have it, Song Lingge has lived in Qiao Nansheng's heart for more than ten years.

But now, the clouds have finally parted and the sun is shining through; the outcome is always good.

"What are you talking about?" Tang Shuxin ran behind Qin Yu for protection and asked casually.

"We didn't talk about much." Qiao Nansheng winked at Qin Yu.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's just stuff men talk about, you guys won't be interested." Qin Yu knew exactly what was going on.

Despite their bickering and playful arguments, Song Lingge and Tang Shuxin were the strongest allies when it mattered most. They exchanged glances, realizing that there was definitely something fishy going on between these two men.

Qiao Nansheng tucked Song Lingge's disheveled hair behind her ear and said gently, "Shall we set off fireworks now?"