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

Song Lingge pressed her face against Zhou Songmei's, causing Zhou Songmei's face to flush red and then turn purple.

She always schemed behind the scenes and never confronted Song Lingge directly, so she never expected Song Lingge to be so powerful.

The things she had done in the past were brought up, and it was so embarrassing.

Without thinking, Zhou Songmei slapped Song Lingge across the face.

Although Qiao Nansheng remained silent, he kept a close eye on the movements of these people.

Therefore, the moment Zhou Songmei made her move, he immediately reached out to stop her.

However, Song Lingge was faster.

"Slap—" A loud slap landed on Zhou Songmei's face, leaving several clear red finger marks.

Zhou Songmei covered her cheek; Song Lingge had slapped her too hard, leaving her face burning with pain.

"You... what right do you have to hit me?"

Song Lingge was so angry she almost laughed. She didn't mention at all who had tried to make a move first.

"If I don't lay a hand on you, are you just going to let me hit you? Where do you get the nerve to say that?"

Song Lingge shook her wrist; she had used too much force, and the vibration made her hand hurt.

She sat back down on the sofa and looked up at Zhou Songmei.

Although Zhou Songmei was standing, her presence was noticeably weaker than Song Lingge's.

“Zhou Songmei, don’t think that you’ll always be lucky enough to have someone willing to take the blame for your shady deeds. If you walk the dark road too often, you’ll eventually run into a ghost.”

These words seemed nonsensical, but coupled with Song Lingge's icy gaze, they inexplicably sent a chill down the spines of both Zhou Songmei and Song Jianping.

This statement is not just a warning, but more like a threat.

Does Song Lingge know everything?

“You’re exaggerating. This is slander…” Zhou Songmei struggled to come up with these two sentences.

"Whether I'm slandering you or not, you know better than anyone else..."

"Enough... It's the New Year, do we have to make so much noise?" Song Jianping shouted.

He felt that if he didn't step in to stop her, Song Lingge might reveal something else under Zhou Songmei's provocation.

Provoked by Song Lingge, Zhou Songmei is about to reveal countless secrets.

Based on the principle that not speaking out means it didn't happen, he decided to end this erroneous encounter.

Furthermore, if this argument continues, it might expose his deepest secrets, with potentially disastrous consequences.

Song Jianping secretly glanced at Song Lingge quickly. Forget it, she's a powerful figure; he can't afford to mess with her now.

He took a deep breath and yelled at Zhou Songmei, "Your child was sick, so I took him to the hospital for you, and I paid for the medical expenses before I left. I don't know why you're neglecting your child and coming to my house again. Can't you just let my family have some peace and quiet during the New Year?"

To be fair, Zhou Songmei's actions were indeed inappropriate.

But she was afraid, afraid that the connection she had finally built with Song Jianping would be destroyed again by Song Lingge.

She had no choice but to abandon her child.

After following Fang Guanghua, not to mention that Fang Guanghua didn't have much money to begin with, Jiang Yunlan kept a particularly close watch on him after he arrived.

She had managed to save some money, but Song Lingge had given it all to Jiang Yunlan after her last mischief.

Otherwise, why would Zhou Songmei have to come to the Song family to suffer during the Chinese New Year?

Actually, before today, before Song Lingge arrived, everything was developing in a positive direction.

However, this woman is incompatible with her birth chart, and having her means there will be no good outcome.

From the time Song Jianping left the hospital until she arrived at the Song family home, less than half a day had passed, and Song Jianping's attitude towards her had undergone a complete change.

All of this is because of Song Lingge, how could she not hate her?

Even in front of Song Jianping, Zhou Songmei knew how to show weakness. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. The tears welling up in her eyes made her look even more aggrieved and pitiful, which made people feel sorry for her.

"Godfather, Zizai and I just wanted to spend the New Year with you, you know, you know... I couldn't control the child suddenly developing a high fever. If I could, I wouldn't want this to happen, sob sob..."

If Zhou Songmei were to confide in Fang Guanghua or Nie Ergou, it would still have an effect.

However, she is now facing Song Jianping, who wants to build a good image in front of his future son-in-law, and he will not empathize with her.

Song Jianping felt annoyed by her hesitant voice and blamed himself even more for being soft-hearted on New Year's Eve. Letting them in was like letting a mythical beast into the house, only to have it take in and never come out.

He was the one who let others in, while the ones who actually invested were all others.

"I've been more than kind to you. Your child's high fever is not something you can control, but something I can. Instead of going home to take care of your child, you come to my house to criticize my daughter. Zhou Songmei, are you sick in the head?"

Song Jianping was not a particularly noble person, but having received many years of higher education and being a school principal, he always presented a refined and positive image to the public. This was the first time Zhou Songmei had ever heard such malicious words from him.

Zhou Songmei was in disbelief and stared at Song Jianping in disbelief.

In her heart, Song Jianping was the only person she was truly willing to call her father, so why was he treating her like this now?

Zhou Songmei was unwilling to accept this.

But on Song Jianping's face, she could only see disgust, disdain, and contempt.

At that moment, Zhou Songmei was completely heartbroken.

She let out a cold, desolate laugh, and turned her gaze to Song Lingge with a desperate and fierce look.

Song Lingge must be very proud of herself now, with Song Jianping protecting her so much.

If she reveals that secret, will Song Lingge still be able to laugh?

Zhou Songmei had a crazy idea in her mind.

"Song Lingge, do you know..."

Song Lingge's heart was pounding in her throat. She kept provoking Zhou Songmei, trying to get her to say what she almost said at school last time.

She had a premonition that the secret Zhou Songmei knew would be the crux of everything, and that secret had to be revealed.

"Say it! Say it quickly!" Song Lingge shouted in her heart.

"Slap—" Another crisp slap rang out.

The person who assaulted the man was Song Jianping.

If it wasn't Zhou Songmei who got beaten up, then who else could it be?

Zhou Songmei's tears, which had been welling up for a long time, finally fell. Before she could speak, Song Jianping shouted, "Do you know what you're saying? Stop talking nonsense here and go back to the hospital to take good care of your son. Do you want him to become like you?"

Song Jianping was facing Zhou Songmei, and Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng could not see his eyes from behind.

However, Zhou Songmei saw it clearly; she truly saw the vicious murderous intent in Song Jianping's eyes.

She began to tremble uncontrollably.

I recalled what happened that day.