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

Zhou Songmei was very happy on the day she was cleaning Hele Manor.

For the first time in many years, she felt like she was part of a family.

Even if that person is Zhao Jueyu.

Zhou Songmei imagined herself as Song Lingge, and imagined that this was her family cleaning their new home.

Zhou Songmei didn't know how to describe that feeling; she only knew it was a sense of satisfaction that filled her entire heart.

At first, everything was just as beautiful as she had imagined.

She genuinely felt that she, Zhao Jueyu, and Song Jianping were family.

If she really is Song Lingge, how wonderful would her life be?

And she said those words without even realizing it.

The moment she said it, she regretted it.

But words spoken can never be taken back. Zhao Jueyu and Song Jianping, who were just laughing and joking, suddenly became frosty.

Song Lingge didn't see Zhao Jueyu's last moments, but she did.

In the final moments of her life, Zhao Jueyu was hardly beautiful, and had even lost the kindness of a middle-aged, highly educated woman.

She stared at her coldly, her eyes sharp as knives, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces.

“You are not Lingge, and you can never become her!” Zhao Jueyu’s voice was icy.

“I can be good to you, but only within my capabilities. The only person I will do my best to be good to beyond my capabilities is Song Lingge. And you can never be her.”

This is Zhao Jueyu. Even if Song Lingge isn't here, her maternal love will surround her, and she doesn't want anyone else to take away even a tiny bit of the maternal love that belongs only to her.

Every word felt like a knife piercing Zhou Songmei's heart.

She wanted to take everything away from Song Lingge, but Zhao Jueyu created a dream for her, a dream that she had lacked since childhood.

In her dream, after she grew up, her mother looked just like Zhao Jueyu.

Even though her biological father visits her every year, deep down, she only believes that Song Jianping is her father.

She knew she was vain and shameless, but she couldn't control herself.

Why should she bear the consequences of the situation created by the adults?

Why can't Song Lingge be the one to bear all of this?

Song Jianping wanted to ease the tension, but Zhou Songmei was easily provoked.

Zhao Jueyu said she could never become Song Lingge. Does that mean she can't?

Zhou Songmei replied with a cold laugh, "Perhaps I'm not Song Lingge to you, but..." Her gaze swept over Song Jianping, "To Dad, I'm better than Song Lingge!"

Those words struck Zhao Jueyu like a bolt from the blue.

Despite her long and eventful life, she was able to accept that Song Jianping had an affair and was seeing a mistress.

But you can't tell her that during the years when her love was at its peak, this man had already betrayed her.

In fact, his daughter with that woman was a few months older than their child.

Zhao Jueyu is different from Song Ling; she truly loved Song Jianping.

Song Lingge felt a sense of helplessness towards Fang Guanghua, a sense of having given in after being relentlessly pursued by him.

But she was different; she was in a free-choice relationship.

She fell head over heels for Song Jianping at first sight, and was even willing to break with her parents for him.

When Zhao Jueyu did all this, she had the courage to burn her boats and the determination to forge ahead, supported only by her love.

The tragic ending may be heartbreaking, but Zhao Jueyu cherishes the courage he once had.

She misses the Zhao Jueyu who was initially reckless and fearless.

Zhao Jueyu, who is deeply in love with Song Jianping.

But now, Zhou Songmei has shattered all of that.

She made Zhao Jueyu realize how ridiculous his past and his insistence on things were.

The usually noble and elegant Zhao Jueyu suddenly unleashed tremendous power, rushing towards Song Jianping almost frantically.

Biting, cursing, kicking...

She used every possible way to hurt him to vent her pent-up frustrations.

However, it couldn't hurt him.

The only one who can be hurt is herself.

In the scuffle, Song Jianping accidentally pushed Zhao Jueyu off the stairs.

After that day, Song Jianping and Zhou Songmei developed a secret that they couldn't tell anyone else.

Zhou Songmei finally achieved her wish: Song Jianping was her father.

It has to be.

……

My thoughts wandered back to where they started.

Zhou Songmei calmed herself down and realized that she was still at the Song family's residence in Hele Manor.

It was where her beautiful dreams began, and also where her nightmares raged.

What was the unspoken meaning behind Song Jianping's words just now?

How can I make Zai Zai become like her?

What does Vic Chou have that she can't do?

Like her, she doesn't have a mother?

When Zhou Songmei's gaze met Song Jianping's cold eyes again, she confirmed her idea once more.

Song Jianping actually wanted to kill her!!!

At this moment, Zhou Songmei looked like a frightened fawn, trembling and pitiful.

Looking at her, Song Lingge suddenly understood why Fang Guanghua had been so obedient to her before.

She certainly has the ability to evoke pity.

Sure enough, Song Jianping's tone softened: "Zizai is still in the hospital. If he wakes up and finds you're not there, he'll definitely cry. Go back and take good care of the child. Don't worry about the medical expenses. Even for Nie Er's sake, I won't watch you and your child suffer."

Song Jianping is indeed a cunning old fox; even at this critical juncture, he still speaks with impeccable tact.

For Nie Ergou? How dare he say that?

However, having already achieved his goal, Zhou Songmei murmured repeatedly, "I'll go back to take care of the children, I'll go back to take care of the children..."

Song Jianping pushed her to the door: "Yes, you go back to the hospital to take care of the child. Don't worry about anything else."

The farce has finally come to an end.

Song Lingge looked at the closed door, hesitated, and asked, "She doesn't seem to be in a good mood, should we...?"

She has a saintly heart, but it depends on the person.

No matter how pitiful Zhou Songmei is, it's not worth her pitying her.

But she wanted to take this opportunity to leave, feeling that at this moment, she might be able to get the information she wanted to know from the vulnerable Zhou Songmei.

"What? You still want to see her off? Have you forgotten how she treated you?" Song Jianping impatiently retorted, using the same words Song Lingge had said before.

Why is it that none of these women are easy to deal with?

Qiao Nansheng stepped in to defuse the situation: "Zhou Songmei does seem to be in bad shape. If something happens to her on the way, it could be difficult to say what will happen. How about Lingge and I go and see her off?"

Seeing that he had spoken, Song Jianping did not want to directly oppose him.

However, he absolutely could not allow them to be alone with Zhou Songmei right now.

Who can guarantee what Zhou Songmei might say right now?

Song Jianping walked to the balcony, saw the figure below, and revealed a sinister smile.

But when he turned around and waved to Song Lingge and the others, he regained his usual friendliness.

“Come and look, does she seem to be in a bad mood?”