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

"Are you... alright?" A deep male voice came from the phone, and Song Lingge felt like she had heard it somewhere before.

However, his question really left Song Lingge at a loss for words, reminding her of a very classic advertising slogan from later generations.

"Who are you?" Song Lingge asked.

"Didn't you recognize me?" His tone was clearly disappointed, but it vanished in an instant. "I am Jiang Yunhai."

"Ah, it's you!" After the name was announced, Song Lingge was able to connect the person with the voice. "I lost the business card you gave me last time, I'm sorry!"

Jiang Yunhai had already guessed it; Song Lingge wore a dress at the banquet that day, making it difficult to carry and store her business card. Given what happened afterward, the card was easily lost, so he didn't mind.

"guessed."

"You guessed it?" Song Lingge was somewhat surprised, a thought flashing through her mind, "Could it be that you switched that glass of orange juice?"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yunhai laughed heartily: "I was going to tell you that day, but later... I just couldn't find the opportunity."

"Thanks to you, I didn't drink the drugged orange juice, but another senior student..."

"I've heard about it. These were all accidents, so you don't need to keep worrying about them."

He happened to see Xia Jiaojiao drugging him. He wanted to tell Song Lingge, but unfortunately, Song Lingge was being bothered by Xia Jiaojiao's girlfriends at that time.

So Jiang Yunhai secretly switched the cups, intending to observe the situation.

His actions saved Song Lingge, but inadvertently harmed another innocent girl.

That night, Jiang Yunhai originally planned to follow Song Lingge and help her after discovering Xia Jiaojiao's specific plot.

Unfortunately, Xue Suyun's medication took effect so quickly that he couldn't leave. He followed her all the way to the hospital and secretly took care of her there. When he found an opportunity, he told her the whole story.

So when Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng went there the next day, Xue Suyun seemed to have been prepared.

That night, after Xue Suyun learned the whole story from Jiang Yunhai, she made up her mind.

"Yes, we went to see that senior student later. Her recovery is going quite well." Song Lingge thought for a while before using the phrase "recovering quite well" to describe it.

In any case, Xue Suyun's choice is the best one at present.

"And what about you?" Jiang Yunhai asked.

"I?"

"I heard about Xia Jiaojiao's situation. Are you alright?"

Jiang Yunhai hesitated for a moment before asking the question.

Song Lingge was also quite surprised. The school had kept Xia Jiaojiao's matter a secret, and she didn't expect him to find out so quickly.

"I just came to see her off on her final journey, and I'm still on my way home!"

Would you like to come and take a look at my studio?

"Now?"

"Not available?"

"No, not at all. Please send me the address later!"

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Nansheng asked, "Jiang Yunhai?"

Song Lingge nodded: "Anyway, I have nothing to do this afternoon, so why don't I go and see him?"

Qiao Nansheng naturally had no objections.

He doesn't interfere with Song Lingge's social freedom, but that doesn't mean he'll completely ignore her. Jiang Yunhai... seems to care about Song Lingge a bit too much.

However, regardless of the circumstances, we should thank the person who hosted the dinner for outstanding students.

The thought of Xue Suyun's fate, and how it would be even more tragic if it happened to Song Lingge, sent chills down Qiao Nansheng's spine.

After hanging up Song Lingge's call, Jiang Yunhai went to the gate to wait. However, he never expected that Qiao Nansheng would also be there.

When he saw Qiao Nansheng, his expression was slightly unnatural, but he quickly returned to normal.

Qiao Nansheng took the initiative to extend his hand to shake his: "Qiao Nansheng, Lingge's boyfriend. Thank you for last time."

Jiang Yunhai smiled and extended his hand: "Jiang Yunhai, Lingge's senior. It's nothing, not worth mentioning."

"Ling Ge's senior?" Qiao Nansheng pondered the words thoughtfully. "If that's the case, then he can be considered my senior as well."

……

For some reason, Song Lingge sensed a hint of tension.

"Is this your studio? It looks really nice."

Although the location is relatively remote, it has the advantage of being an independent two-story building with a large garden, which can be used as a studio, allowing for free design without the many rules and troubles of the city center.

Song Lingge had a deep understanding of the process of decorating "Song Shi Ji".

"The location isn't great, it's a bit remote." Although Jiang Yunhai was very satisfied with the place, the distance was a major drawback, as it was quite far no matter where you came from.

"This is already very nice. Did you design all these shapes yourself?" Song Lingge felt that the creation of this small garden was very much like Alice in Wonderland, a world full of fantasy.

Creativity is priceless, and Jiang Yunhai is a person with a rich inner world.

"Why don't we go inside and take a look?" Jiang Yunhai said cheerfully.

Many people praise his fantasy garden when they come for the first time, but only Song Lingge's praise makes him want to confide in her, like a peacock wanting to show off all the parts that make him proud.

"Great!" Song Lingge was also looking forward to it.

During this period, she felt that writing at home was always somewhat lacking.

She also longs for a studio of her own, designed entirely according to her preferences, where she can create a world that belongs only to her.

Beyond the garden, a little further in, lies the main entrance to the photography studio, next to which stands a wooden sign with the words "Guanlan" written in cursive script.

"There is a way to observe water, one must observe its ripples. A gentleman's ambition is to follow the Way, and without a clear path, he cannot achieve his goal," Song Lingge murmured to herself.

Jiang Yunhai looked over with approval, feeling that Song Lingge understood him very well.

The lobby on the first floor of the house looked ordinary, with a cashier, a meeting room and other basic functional rooms, nothing special.

Jiang Yunhai didn't linger there and went straight to the second floor.

The staircase leading to the second floor was actually right in the middle of the lobby on the first floor. At first, Song Lingge thought it was just a decorative tree. Unexpectedly, there was a spiral staircase around the trunk. Because it was decorated with a lot of vines, it was not easy to find unless you got close.

This spot is quite ingenious, echoing the fantastical garden outside.

Song Lingge was so focused on admiring the layout that she didn't pay attention to her footing and almost missed a step on the stairs. Fortunately, Qiao Nansheng was right behind her and caught her.

Jiang Yunhai, who was leading the way, also reached out and took her hand at the right time.

On the short wooden staircase, the three people formed a scene of undercurrents.

Song Lingge quickly steadied herself and thanked Jiang Yunhai.

Jiang Yunhai withdrew his hand and said gently, "Be careful."

"it is good."

Song Lingge had a gut feeling that Qiao Nansheng and Jiang Yunhai didn't get along, so she turned around and glanced at Qiao Nansheng. She saw that his expression was normal and she couldn't tell that he had changed.

So the three of them continued walking up to the second floor.