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

Song Lingge's words shocked the brother and sister in the room.

Song Jianmei didn't intend to make a big fuss. She nervously tugged at Song Lingge's hand, and Song Lingge smiled at her, giving her a reassuring look.

Song Jianping was stunned by these words and remained speechless for a long time.

He couldn't understand how things had escalated to this point when Song Lingge and Song Jianmei were now so wealthy and powerful, and he had only come over to ask for some money.

Song Lingge's attitude was truly baffling.

However, he wasn't someone who enjoyed a life of luxury in a greenhouse. He had worked his way up in society, and Song Lingge, this young and inexperienced girl, was still too green to compete with him.

"Listen to what you're saying! You've already taken it to the courts. Is it really necessary to escalate your own family matters to this extent?"

Whether it's necessary to go to the point I mentioned is not up to you; it's up to the person being extorted.

"Extorting money?" Song Jianping pointed at his own nose, asking incredulously, "You're saying I'm extorting money? Extorting money from my own sister?"

"Isn't that right? How much money did you take from your aunt? Didn't you keep track of it?"

"Bang—" Song Jianping was furious and slammed his hand on the table. Song Lingge and Song Jianmei on the other end could feel the table shake slightly.

Song Jianping was so angry that his breathing became rapid.

He had been tolerating Song Lingge because she was dating Qiao Nansheng. Who would have thought that this girl would become increasingly demanding, and the more comfortable she became, the more arrogant she grew.

“Mind your own business. If your aunt hadn’t been raised by me, she would have starved to death years ago. As the eldest brother, she is like a father to me, so it’s only right that she is filial to me. It’s none of your business to interfere.”

"Your aunt is kind to you, so she must have given you quite a bit, right? I just want you to at least keep track of the money you take, after all, nobody's money grows on trees."

"You're a heartless ingrate." Song Jianping spat, glancing around the entire private room. "Now that you're rich, I'm being accused of extortion just because I'm here to collect some money? Did your grandparents teach you to be rich and heartless?"

"Don't keep saying my grandparents were bad at raising me. Was it their responsibility to raise me? You know you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities as a father, so what right do you have to blame others?"

Song Lingge was sharp-tongued; she could criticize her, but not Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi.

Meeting Song Lingge's resolute gaze, Song Jianping regretted his careless words. Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi were Song Lingge's weaknesses.

"Are we the ones who are rich and heartless, or are you just greedy?" Since Song Jianping was going to slander the Zhao family elders, Song Lingge's rebuttals became increasingly ruthless.

If you are unjust, I will be unjust too; the main goal is for no one to have an easy time.

Enraged, Song Jianping rushed to Song Lingge, his hand raised in mid-air, but he hesitated to bring it down for some unknown reason.

The father and daughter faced off.

Song Lingge tilted her head back defiantly and said with a sneer, "What? Want to hit me? Getting angry because you were hit?"

"Good girl, stop talking." Song Jianmei shielded Song Lingge behind her.

Song Jianmei had already stood up the moment Song Jianping rushed over.

Song Jianping can torment her however he wants, but he can't torment Song Lingge.

“Brother, I was a good-for-nothing before, and I married that man, making a complete mess of my life. I’ve always been grateful for your help during that time, so when you came to collect the money, I hardly hesitated. Brother, don’t you think so?”

Song Jianping remained silent, still feeling fortunate that Song Jianmei had stepped forward.

If he had slapped her just now, his already precarious father-daughter relationship with Song Lingge would have become even more fragile.

Furthermore, Song Jianmei was right; at first, when he came to ask for money, he always gave it to her readily. It was only after the number of times and the amounts became too large that Song Jianmei gradually began to hesitate.

"But brother, we have to act with conscience. Is my current situation your fault? Who pulled me out of this mess and saved me and Fengwa? Others may not know, but don't you know?"

“In my heart, Lingge and my sister-in-law are not just my niece and sister-in-law, they are my benefactors. It is they who made me live like a human being.”

Song Jianmei burst into tears; she rarely shared so many of her innermost thoughts with anyone anymore.

Now that we've brought this up, let's just say everything we've been thinking.

"Even with interest, I've probably already paid back what you took from me, right? I just want to know, what did you do with so much money? It forced you to abandon all brotherly affection and start cursing at me..."

“If you had given it to me, would I still have scolded you?” Song Jianping retorted.

He gets angry when this is mentioned.

He had come early hoping to get Song Jianmei to hand over the money while no one was around. But Song Jianmei was reluctant and kept asking questions, which led to an argument between them.

As luck would have it, Song Lingge also came to the store today.

To be fair, Song Jianping did not want to strain his relationship with Song Lingge.

This stubborn old man left Song Lingge speechless with frustration.

Song Jianmei's tearful accusations here show that he didn't listen to a word she said and was completely unaware of his own problems.

"Why should your aunt give it to you? Did you write an IOU? Even if you did, it depends on whether she's willing to lend it to you. And what did you do? You acted like you were the one asking for money and the one collecting debts. How can you be so shameless?"

Song Lingge's rant left Song Jianping utterly humiliated; his lips turned white with anger and trembled uncontrollably.

The more polite you are to Song Lingge, the more she takes advantage of your kindness.

"Fine, I won't look for her, I'll look for you, okay? She has no obligation to give me money, but you have it, right?"

"Heh—" Song Lingge laughed angrily, "I was raised by my maternal grandparents from childhood to adulthood. What have you ever done for me? How dare you say such a thing?"

"How could I possibly accept that? Just because you're my son, I'm your father!"

Song Lingge seemed to have heard a hilarious joke and was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

Only after she finished laughing and stood up could one catch a glimpse of her slightly shimmering eyes, which held her stubbornness and unwillingness to give up.

"They shirk their responsibilities when they should, but act all high and mighty when it comes to fulfilling their obligations?"

"I'm not going to argue with you about these trivial things. You have an obligation to support your elderly parents; it's a matter of course. Even if you take it to court, that's the same principle..."

“I agree with this!” Song Lingge interrupted Song Jianping. “Then we’ll take it to court. I’ll pay every penny of the alimony I’m owed. But I’m severing our father-daughter relationship.”

Song Lingge's words, spoken with blood and tears, were powerful and resounding.

Song Jianping's legs went weak, and he lost his balance and slid onto the chair.

They just came to ask for money, how did it come to the point of severing ties?

“If you sever ties with Lingge, I will no longer be your sister. She will no longer be my niece, but my own daughter,” Song Jianmei said firmly, holding Song Lingge’s arm.