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

Two days later, Song Lingge learned of Xia Jiaojiao's whereabouts again.

However, the willful, rude, and energetic Xia Jiaojiao can no longer do evil or argue with everyone.

She is dead.

Although she was her love rival, Song Lingge couldn't help but feel sad for her when she first heard the news.

After all, she was at such a beautiful age, so young.

Memories of her weren't exactly pleasant, but hearing news of someone who was so full of energy just the day before, now linked to death, is undeniably heartbreaking.

For kind people, death is always a sorrowful thing.

Even if that person is your enemy.

The Qin and Zhao families are both kind people.

When Qin Sihai talked about this in the living room, everyone's face showed surprise and sadness.

"Xia Jiaojiao didn't go home that night, and Xia Mingyuan was too angry to go look for her. They all thought Xia Jiaojiao had gone to a friend's house, until the police station called them to come and identify the body, and that's when they found out that something had happened to Xia Jiaojiao."

"How...did she die?" Song Lingge's voice trembled slightly.

"Drowning."

"Drowning?"

Qin Sihai nodded, saying with regret, "She must have been devastated that night, so she jumped into the river. It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that she was pulled out. Xia Mingyuan and the others only received the news yesterday."

Such a young life is truly heartbreaking.

The Xia family felt that Xia Jiaojiao's matter should not be publicized, so the funeral was attended only by family members and ended hastily.

On the day Xia Jiaojiao was buried, Song Lingge went without telling Qiao Nansheng.

She felt very guilty. Although Xia Jiaojiao deserved her fate, if Song Lingge hadn't interfered, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

Although Qin Sihai told them not to feel guilty, Song Lingge couldn't just ignore the fact that such a vibrant life had vanished so suddenly.

She was far away, but she could still see that Xia Mingyuan seemed to have aged more than ten years in just a few days, and his energy and spirit had been completely exhausted.

Li Fangna kept crying, and even with someone helping her up, she couldn't straighten up from crying.

Song Lingge had heard that Xia Jiaojiao was also an only child.

She understands this feeling best, having lost her only child in middle age.

The sheer loneliness and helplessness of that situation can affect even those who haven't experienced it, causing them to be deeply moved by the overwhelming grief when they find themselves in such an atmosphere.

Tears streamed down Song Lingge's face, for all the pitiful middle-aged parents who have lost their only child.

"I didn't expect you to come to Xia Jiaojiao's funeral."

The sudden sound startled Song Lingge.

However, she was very familiar with him, and even without turning around, Song Lingge knew that the person who came was Fang Guanghua.

Song Lingge turned away and wiped the tears from her face: "I didn't expect you to come too."

"You cried?" Fang Guanghua seemed very surprised. "I thought you would be happy to see Xia Jiaojiao end up like this."

His tone was cold, as if the person was a complete stranger.

In this life, Song Lingge first met Xia Jiaojiao at the freshman party, where Fang Guanghua and Xia Jiaojiao led the dance together.

Logically speaking, even if their relationship wasn't very close, it shouldn't be this cold.

Fang Guanghua is truly cold-blooded.

Song Lingge glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and what she saw shocked her.

The people attending the funeral were dressed up as if they were going on a blind date.

Song Lingge felt nauseous; this man was far more cold-blooded than she had ever imagined.

At this moment, the Xia family had already left. Song Lingge ignored Fang Guanghua and walked towards Xia Jiaojiao's tombstone with flowers in her arms.

Fang Guanghua followed behind.

To be honest, he didn't come for Xia Jiaojiao. He guessed that Song Lingge would come, so he came.

When Song Lingge said that in the supermarket, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

However, as things unfolded, even he, in his dullness, could see something amiss.

He felt that Song Lingge was using him to get rid of Xia Jiaojiao.

Of course, that's a bit of a stretch, since it was Xia Jiaojiao who harbored ill intentions towards Song Lingge. And Song Lingge did nothing more than convey this message to him.

The more this happened, the more Fang Guanghua realized that he had misjudged Song Lingge; she was a ruthless character.

Just like this time, she only moved her lips to speculate on people's intentions, which shows her ability to do so.

Fang Guanghua developed a strong interest in Song Lingge.

It wasn't just because of past grudges, nor simply because of Song Lingge's family background and beauty.

This time, it was Song Lingge herself who attracted him.

It's a bit like when he first met Zhou Songmei. Back then, Zhou Songmei was just like that too, a master at understanding people's hearts.

Song Lingge and Zhou Songmei are somewhat similar, yet very different.

Zhou Songmei was born with the seeds of evil in her blood, while Song Lingge came from a wealthy family and grew up through trials and tribulations.

She was pure and kind by nature, but those hardships awakened a touch of evil in her blood, which, though dangerous, was filled with a deadly allure.

Fang Guanghua was deeply fascinated by it and couldn't extricate himself from it.

Why didn't Song Lingge use Qiao Nansheng's help? Why go through all the trouble of asking him for help? If he hadn't suddenly decided to go to that supermarket that day, would Song Lingge's plan have fallen through?

But there are no "what ifs," everything just happened perfectly, and he appeared.

He is Song Lingge's true love.

In short, they are the same kind of people.

Upon realizing this, his blood boiled.

He couldn't wait to see Song Lingge again, so he chose to attend Xia Jiaojiao's funeral.

He even dressed up carefully so that he could look his best when he met his goddess.

All his meetings with Song Lingge were coincidences.

Isn't this a destiny ordained by heaven?

Song Lingge placed flowers in front of Xia Jiaojiao's grave and mourned for her in her heart.

Why do so many conflicts between women arise because of men? It's quite disheartening to think about.

Song Lingge silently said "I'm sorry" in her heart.

Fang Guanghua found the sorrowful look on her face amusing and actually laughed.

Song Lingge glared at him with disgust.

Fang Guanghua said with a hint of apology, "I'm sorry, I just think you're like this..." He didn't dare to say the word "funny".

After sorting through his thoughts for a while, Fang Guanghua continued, "Although it's not nice to say it like this, shouldn't you be happy that Xia Jiaojiao ended up like this?"

"You just asked me that too, guess why I didn't answer you?"

Fang Guanghua raised an eyebrow, and when he did, his nose would twitch slightly, making the scars appear even more noticeable.

Song Lingge never judges people by their appearance, but now she genuinely felt that this person was ugly from head to toe, inside and out, and that just looking at him made her feel nauseous.

"Don't be embarrassed that I saw through you. Lingge, didn't you notice how similar we are?"