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

Song Lingge's tone made Zhou Songmei very unhappy.

She knew she had no right to speak in this room.

However, Song Lingge is her Achilles' heel; once touched, her resentment becomes unstoppable.

"What's it to you?" Zhou Songmei couldn't help but retort.

Song Lingge glanced at her disdainfully, then fixed her gaze on Song Jianping.

Song Jianping glared at Zhou Songmei, annoyed: "Shut up!"

Then, looking at Song Lingge, he hesitated for a long time before speaking: "She was a woman with a child, and the child was sick with a fever. She had no choice but to ask me for help, so I helped her take the child to the hospital. That's why she missed the gathering with Nansheng's parents."

Song Jianping nodded silently. He felt that by saying this, he could both distance himself from Zhou Songmei and create a kind and positive image in front of Qiao Nansheng and Song Lingge.

Whether Song Lingge believes it or not is irrelevant; it would be fine if Qiao Nansheng believed it even a little.

With this idea in mind, Song Jianping continued to refine and polish the design, making everything appear even more noble and selfless.

“Although she has done many wrong things in the past, she is still Nie Ergou’s daughter. You know, Nie Ergou and I grew up together. Even if we don’t care about her, we should at least look after her. Besides, the child is innocent, so we should take care of her.”

His words were spoken with great confidence, without any flaws or errors.

As expected of the head of a school, his eloquence is still remarkable!

This was the second time Zhou Songmei had witnessed Song Jianping's ability to spout nonsense. He had done the same thing at school, turning black into white and slandering her and her mother as utterly worthless.

Now it's like this again, Zhou Songmei couldn't help but snort coldly.

Apart from Song Jianping's eloquent voice, there was nothing else in the room.

So her hum seemed very abrupt, and everyone in the room looked over.

Especially Song Jianping, who was in the middle of a lively discussion, was undoubtedly slapped in the face by Zhou Songmei's actions, which made him very unhappy, and he glared at her fiercely.

Zhou Songmei was speechless. When Song Lingge spoke, she could still refute her words to some extent. But now it was Song Jianping, and she still needed his help, so she could only swallow her pride and bear it.

The room fell silent once more.

Song Lingge couldn't help but chuckle, teasing Song Jianping, "It seems she doesn't think so!"

This mentality is purely about enjoying the spectacle and not minding the trouble.

Song Jianping already felt embarrassed, and now that Song Lingge had pointed it out, he felt even more ashamed.

He was, after all, a middle school principal, a minor official position, and usually others would give him face. But today, he repeatedly embarrassed himself in front of Qiao Nansheng.

Song Lingge retorted that she was his biological daughter, and a successful one at that, so he acknowledged her.

But what gives Zhou Songmei the right to do so?

He paid for her son's hospital bills and has spent a lot of money on her family over the years. Why should she have to put up with this?

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. Are you trying to impress me?" Song Jianping glared at Zhou Songmei.

Zhou Songmei wanted to defend herself, but Song Jianping's gaze was like a knife, and she ultimately swallowed her words.

Song Lingge, however, would not let this good show end so easily.

"You're so kind to other people's daughters, remembering all that kindness. But they weren't so kind. How did they treat your daughter? Do you remember?"

Song Lingge wasn't the type to hold grudges, so Song Jianping never expected her to be so persistent now.

He thought his explanation was reasonable.

Clearly, this was just his own opinion.

Before Song Jianping could come up with a solution, Zhou Songmei couldn't hold back any longer, completely forgetting the threat that Song Jianping had just seen.

"It's been so long, why do you keep bringing it up? Besides, it was all Nie... who did it, why do you have to pin it all on me? Even if I was wrong, what did Zizai do wrong? To be honest, Zizai is also my godfather's godson, what's wrong with taking better care of him?"

That's...shameless.

Song Lingge truly admired Zhou Songmei from the bottom of her heart; even someone like her, who had lived two lives, could not utter such shameless words.

Clearly, this is Zhou Songmei's innate talent; effort is worthless in the face of talent.

"You acknowledge that her son is your grandson?" Song Lingge didn't bother arguing with a fool and turned her attention to Song Jianping.

Song Jianping hesitated for a while before answering, "That's not how it works. It's just that he's Nie Ergou's grandson. After all, we grew up together, and even though he's in jail now, we still have a bond. I can't possibly be a sycophant, can I?"

These words sound righteous and awe-inspiring, but how many times has Song Jianping done things like fawning over the powerful and belittling the weak?

Song Lingge really wanted to say that Zhou Songmei was Song Jianping's true gene; no wonder they were able to deceive Song Jianping for so many years, their shamelessness was evident.

Seeing that arguing with them was pointless, Song Lingge became a little impatient.

"Just tell me what to do? I finally managed to kick them out, and now she's living in my house again. What does that mean?"

Song Jianping thought for a moment and said very seriously, "She's only stayed for a few days. I'll let her go back tomorrow, no, I'll let her go back today."

“What does it mean to go back today? You’ll come back again in a while, just like visiting relatives.” Song Lingge’s words weren’t very pleasant either.

But now was definitely not the time for Song Jianping to argue with her. He assured her, "Okay, I won't let her come. But if she wants to come, I can't prevent it. Anyway, if she comes, I won't open the door and I won't let her stay here anymore, okay?"

Zhou Songmei felt even worse.

Although he came to the Song family with the intention of gaining benefits, he didn't gain anything and ended up getting into trouble instead.

"You yourself are unfilial, leaving your godfather all alone and miserable for the New Year. I couldn't bear to see it, so I came to keep him company. Now you're interfering in everything, even your own father's affairs. Song Lingge, you really have a big face..."

Looking at her furious face, Song Lingge sneered, "I was talking to my dad, and he didn't say anything. What right do you have to point fingers here? No matter how unfilial I am, it's none of your business to talk about me. I didn't send my dad to jail."

These words stung Zhou Songmei. Her face flushed red, and she couldn't utter a single word as she pointed at Song Lingge.

Song Lingge persisted, "I didn't get pregnant out of wedlock and bring a child of unknown father home for him to raise. On the contrary, I visit him from time to time, bring him gifts, and do my best to be filial. Besides, don't you know why I don't live here?"

If she had a choice, Song Lingge would also like to live with her parents in the new home.

only……

Zhou Songmei, you've ruined this happiness, so don't expect to have a good time!