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

"Are you done talking?" Song Lingge asked, her eyes filled with inquiry and amusement.

“I used to work for Aunt Song for a long time, and it’s been so long since I’ve seen such a good boss, of course I should say a few words.” Zhang Xiuxiu lowered her head, looking like a timid wife, closed the door and came in to sit down next to Song Lingge.

Upon hearing this, Yu Shaofen pouted and said, "It really has been a long time. It seems like you were here just two weeks ago, right?"

Zhang Xiuxiu was embarrassed when she was exposed. She wanted to rush over and cover Yu Shaofen's mouth, but she restrained herself and glared at her fiercely.

Song Lingge put her arm around Zhang Xiuxiu's shoulder and laughed to defuse the situation: "Forget it, let's not talk about our Xiuxiu. But Shaofen, you have to come with me to show our loyalty to Auntie later, otherwise it will seem like we're being too insensible."

Although she claimed to be helping Zhang Xiuxiu out of a predicament, she didn't let Zhang Xiuxiu off the hook either.

"Yes, yes, we definitely have to go. Some people are really mean; they didn't even invite us." Yu Shaofen complained, pretending to be angry.

"I live nearby, and I arrived early so I went to chat with you. It's not like I didn't invite you on purpose," Zhang Xiuxiu explained weakly.

“It’s right that Xiuxiu doesn’t call me that, we don’t need to build a relationship.” Song Lingge continued to joke.

“That’s true. Not only do we not need to build relationships, but our presence would actually hinder them from doing so,” Yu Shaofen said with a smile.

The two of them spoke in unison, making Zhang Xiuxiu's face flush red.

"No way, it's not like that at all," Zhang Xiuxiu could only mutter in protest.

Jing Chu found it amusing and joined in the fun. Even Qiao Nansheng's quick reaction couldn't stop him from talking: "Xiuxiu, you're really not being fair. Speaking of which, I used to work at Meishi Songxiang too. Compared to you, we're definitely not as good at handling people as you!"

"You're terrible at interpersonal relationships anyway, so don't blame it on Xiuxiu. You don't know how to behave either way," Song Lingge retorted immediately.

"You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. What nonsense are you spouting?" Yu Shaofen's tone became even more stern.

With their protection, Zhang Xiuxiu didn't say anything, but she glared fiercely at Jing Chu.

Now it's Jing Chu's turn to be innocent, pitiful, and helpless. He can't understand why everyone is attacking him instead of Zhang Xiuxiu.

Qiao Nansheng shook his head speechlessly. This child is hopeless!

He only said in a low voice, "Why are you meddling in what's going on between girls?"

Jing Chu was truly frustrated, but in this five-person team, he was at the bottom of the food chain and had no choice but to accept his fate.

To stop everyone from making fun of her, Zhang Xiuxiu changed the subject: "What were you guys talking about just now?"

"Let's talk about the time we got stuck in traffic."

"It's been so long, and we still haven't found any information?" Zhang Xiuxiu exclaimed.

“No, Jingchu has been investigating, but they haven’t found any clues,” Yu Shaofen replied.

Zhang Xiuxiu finally understood why everyone had looked so worried when they entered the private room.

Song Lingge is a very low-key person, a personality trait that means she won't make enemies everywhere. But even so, it's unbelievable that a dedicated team has been investigating for so long without finding a single clue.

Now, it was the five of them's turn to be dejected.

Song Lingge slammed her hand on the table: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you all doing? Just take your time investigating, I'm not in a hurry, why are you all so anxious?"

She didn't want her own troubles to ruin this rare gathering.

"If we finish eating early, we can go to Ailedi KTV for a while. We don't have to go to work tomorrow, right?" Song Lingge tried her best to cheer everyone up.

It's really a difficult task to ask her to liven up the atmosphere all by herself.

Qiao Nansheng was the first to cooperate: "Okay, then you shouldn't drink."

"I haven't sung in a long time, and I haven't been back to school in a long time either," Zhang Xiuxiu said, sounding eager to try singing.

Having just started her career, she hadn't had a chance to relax in a long time.

"Okay, I'll go hurry up with the dishes and chat with my aunt while I'm at it. We'll head over right after we finish eating."

After finishing her sentence, Song Lingge walked straight to the kitchen on the first floor.

Amidst the smoke and flames, Song Jianmei turned around and saw Song Lingge.

She quickly came over and pulled Song Lingge out of the kitchen: "There's a lot of oil and smoke in there. I was just saying I'd go to the private room to find you later!"

“You know there’s a lot of smoke and fumes, yet you stay in there all day. Now that we’ve hired a head chef, you shouldn’t always be in there!” Song Lingge took Song Jianmei’s hand and found a seat next to the kitchen.

The restaurant was doing so well that they hired several more chefs, and Song Jianmei had already stepped down from her position.

However, she can't stay idle, so during peak hours she'll stay in the kitchen and give pointers from time to time.

"I only go in to check on them when business is good, because I'm worried they might be too busy. Otherwise, I don't go in."

"That's good. You need to take good care of yourself now. You'll be the chairman of our Song Shi Ji chain store in the future, so you must ensure your health."

Song Jianmei held Song Lingge's hand, unsure of what to say.

Song Lingge's thoughtfulness is just like that of her own daughter.

"I know. But you need to take good care of yourself. Your in-laws are getting old and need your care."

“My maternal grandparents are in good health; they’ve been taking care of me. By the way, Aunt, have you been in contact with my dad lately?” Speaking of elders, Song Lingge suddenly brought up Song Jianping.

Since the unpleasant encounter at Hele Manor, Song Lingge has not gone to see Song Jianping again.

Grandpa Sun hasn't called during this time, so presumably nothing has happened to Song Jianping.

But being a father, I couldn't help but ask a few more questions, wanting to know if he was doing well.

"Why...why are you suddenly asking about him?" Song Jianmei hesitated, unsure of what to say.

Song Lingge didn't notice anything unusual about her and answered honestly, "We had a bad argument last time, so I haven't gone back since."

Song Jianmei breathed a sigh of relief: "He came to the store once before, and he seemed to be in good spirits. Don't worry!"

"What did he come here for? Did he cause you any trouble?" Song Lingge became nervous upon hearing that Song Jianping had been to the store.

She was worried that Song Jianmei would be bullied.

Song Jianmei felt a warmth in her heart, but she pretended nothing had happened and patted Song Lingge's hand to reassure her: "Don't worry, don't worry, he didn't cause any trouble. He probably just came to check on things, I didn't pay much attention to him."

"That's good. If he causes you trouble, remember to call me. It's easy to contact me by phone now."

Just then, a waiter brought out the dishes, and Song Lingge asked, "Is this for our private room?"

After struggling with her thoughts for a long time, Song Jianmei finally decided not to let these things bother Song Lingge.

Song Jianping just wants some money, as long as he doesn't do anything immoral!