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

"Is it safe here?" Zhang Xiuxiu asked.

Song Lingge parked the car and led Zhang Xiuxiu and Yu Shaofen to Wang Wenzhen's small shop, which was where she had just arranged to meet Qiao Nansheng.

It turned out that before coming out of the underground parking garage, Qiao Nansheng and she had switched cars and agreed to meet here.

When they came out, they made a point of observing from a distance.

Those people actually chased us all the way to the vicinity of the garage.

"Will Jingchu and Nansheng be alright?" Yu Shaofen kept looking back with concern.

Song Lingge patted her shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry, those people are after me. But they only recognize the car, not the person. If they see it's Nansheng and the others, they should be fine."

Zhang Xiuxiu, with a carefree attitude, laughed and said, "I really want to see what expressions those people will have when they discover the two men sitting in the car."

At this moment, Wang Wenzhen saw Song Lingge and came out to greet her: "Lingge, what brings you here? Are you here to see Grandpa and Grandma Qiao?"

"Aunt Wang, no, I came with my friends today to try your cooking."

"That would be wonderful! I'll definitely prepare a few more of my signature dishes for you. Come on, let's go inside!" Wang Wenzhen greeted them warmly.

“Nansheng is coming too. He’s behind us, and we’re waiting for him.”

Wang Wenzhen laughed and joked, "What? Are you worried he won't be able to find me? Go inside and wait! Young couples are so inseparable, they don't want to be apart for even a moment."

Feeling embarrassed, Song Lingge stopped arguing and quickly went into the shop.

Before long, Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu arrived.

"How is it? You didn't follow, did you?" Song Lingge asked.

Qiao Nansheng sat down next to her, and Jing Chu sat down next to Yu Shaofen.

"How could you possibly keep up? You have too little faith in Nansheng's skills." Before Qiao Nansheng could even speak, Jing Chu had already shouted loudly.

Song Lingge became even more certain that her best friend had to eliminate Jing Chu from the game.

"Don't worry, I took a detour and lost everyone, that's why I'm a little late," Qiao Nansheng added.

After all that commotion, everyone was hungry.

After Wang Wenzhen served the dishes, everyone was busy filling their stomachs, so it was a quiet meal.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng both looked at Jingchu.

Jingchu originally wanted to pick his teeth with a toothpick, but now he had to give up.

"You two, stop staring at me like that, as if I've done something wrong," Jing Chu protested.

"Stop keeping me in suspense! Tell me how the investigation went!" Qiao Nansheng punched him.

Jing Chu pretended to be dead, collapsing onto the back of the chair, but no one paid him any attention.

"What are you investigating?" Yu Shaofen asked.

“We recently received news that at the skating rink, the time when Li Meimei miscarried, I remember seeing someone taking pictures, we found that person. So we asked Jingchu to investigate his situation,” Song Lingge said.

Yu Shaofen slapped Jing Chu hard: "Stop playing around with this important matter and tell me quickly!"

Once Shao Fen spoke, Jing Chu naturally dared not cause any more trouble.

"After my investigation, I found that Meng Zhongkui is from Yuning County, and he even went to the same school as Fang Guanghua and Zhou Songmei," Jing Chu said boastfully, waiting for everyone to praise him.

Song Lingge couldn't help but complain: "We already knew all this. Don't you have any valuable information that we don't know?"

"Yeah, can't you be a little more patient and listen to what others have to say? You're so impatient." Jing Chu retorted, not to be outdone.

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Nansheng's gaze shot over like a knife, and Yu Shaofen's fist landed on him immediately afterward.

With two powerful protectors guarding her, Song Lingge proudly shook her head at Jing Chu.

Knowing he had no chance of winning, Jing Chu stopped joking with Song Lingge and said seriously, "You probably don't know they were in the same year, right?"

“Impossible, right? Fang Guanghua is in the same year as us, Zhou Songmei is a freshman, and Meng Zhongkui must have repeated a year too?” Zhang Xiuxiu asked.

Apart from Song Lingge, everyone else was somewhat surprised.

In fact, Song Lingge had already considered the possibility when she was guessing that Meng Zhongkui and Zhou Songmei were in cahoots.

"He doesn't know why, but he took a year off from school, so all three of them are a year below each other," Jing Chu continued.

"Have you found out anything about his relationship with Fang Guanghua and Zhou Songmei?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

"I don't know the specifics, but all three of them had pretty good grades in school. I don't know how this could have happened."

“It’s alright, there’s someone who should know.” Song Lingge thought of someone.

"You mean?" Qiao Nansheng had also thought of that.

"What are you two talking about?" Jing Chu said, displeased.

“Do you know Ms. Fu Wenxin? She used to be one of Fang Guanghua’s teachers at Yuning Middle School,” Song Lingge said.

"No wonder she was so hostile towards you when the nude photos came out," Yu Shaofen recalled.

Song Lingge smiled and said magnanimously, "Those are all misunderstandings. Actually, when we went to Yuning to investigate Zhou Songmei last time, Nansheng and I met Teacher Fu. She meant well and was not hostile towards me."

"Then I won't worry about the rest. You can ask Teacher Fu yourselves." Jing Chu poured himself a glass of soda and drank it happily.

"Thank you, Jing Chu." Song Lingge poured herself a glass and then raised it to Jing Chu.

It's fine to joke around normally, but no matter what, Jingchu helped us, so we should express our gratitude.

"Be careful, or Nan Sheng will blame me again if you get drunk." They were good friends, and Jing Chu knew Song Lingge's temper, so he didn't hold it against her.

Song Lingge rolled her eyes at him and said disdainfully, "I don't need to tell you who got so drunk last time, do I?"

"Ugh! My temper is flaring up." Jing Chu refilled his own cup and then Song Lingge's as well. "Last time you weren't in good shape, but don't back down this time."

"Whoever is a coward is..." Song Lingge met Qiao Nansheng's gaze and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Seeing this, his friends all exclaimed that Qiao Nansheng's status had risen considerably and laughed.

However, Qiao Nansheng was worried about the group of book fans who suddenly appeared and caused trouble, so his mood remained low.

"Don't you really have any clue about those people?"

Song Lingge shook her head: "Don't look so gloomy. I don't have that many enemies. I can't think of anyone else besides Zhou Songmei. But would Zhou Songmei go to such great lengths? Maybe she really is a hater who is dissatisfied with my book. But haters are still fans. Let's slowly change their opinion!"

These words were meant for Qiao Nansheng; Song Lingge didn't want him to worry about her all the time.

Besides, Zhang Xiuxiu's words gave her a hint: perhaps Xia Mingyuan really was a direction to consider.

Song Lingge plans to return to Nanzhou Foreign Languages ​​University tomorrow to see Fu Wenxin and also to meet with Xia Mingyuan.