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

Song Lingge's words, coupled with her expression, created an exceptionally eerie atmosphere in the room.

However, the one who felt guilty and afraid was not her, but someone else.

“I often dream about her and hear her crying. She says she died unjustly. Did she appear in your dreams to tell you this?”

Song Lingge stood up, walked to the door of the study, pointed to the bay window, and said, "I remember you said that she fell from there. Mom is such a careful person, how could she be so careless? Dad, don't you think so?"

Song Jianping seemed very sad, his head was down and he didn't say anything, it was unclear what he was thinking.

Zhou Songmei couldn't sit still any longer. Pointing at Song Lingge, she said, "Song Lingge, stop being so mysterious. What happened with your godmother was just an accident. So much time has passed, you should let it go by now. Do you want all of us to be depressed for the rest of our lives?"

Song Lingge snorted disdainfully, turned around and looked at Zhou Songmei with a cold smile, making Zhou Songmei feel chills all over her body.

"Do you even remember that my mom is your godmother? When you slept with him, did you ever think about how you would face him afterwards?"

“You—” Zhou Songmei trembled with anger.

Worried that she might have a miscarriage, Song Jianping immediately came over and helped her sit down.

"Why are you saying such superstitious and absurd things at home? Xiaomei is pregnant now, can't you be a little more careful with your words?"

"Is mentioning my mom at home considered superstition? Am I the one with superstition, or are you just feeling guilty?"

Song Lingge stared directly at Song Jianping, not wanting to miss a single expression on his face. So he couldn't hide his momentary panic.

"What's with all the guilt? There are so many taboos when you're pregnant. We just don't want you to keep dwelling on the dead. The child in my belly is yours after all..."

Before Zhou Songmei could even utter the words "younger brother and younger sister," Song Lingge's sharp gaze silenced her.

"A dead person? Do you still remember that you're living in a dead person's house, sleeping with a dead person's husband, and having a dead person's daughter acknowledge the child in your belly? Don't you find that taboo?"

Song Lingge's aggressive demeanor made Song Jianping lose face.

"Enough!" he roared, startling even Zhou Songmei who was standing next to him.

He turned around to try to appease Zhou Songmei, but when Zhou Songmei saw him getting angry at Song Lingge, she thought he was going to stand up for himself this time, so she gave him a look that she was fine and she was waiting to see the father-daughter battle.

"Can't we just let bygones be bygones and move on? You're successful now and have a great boyfriend; I'm genuinely happy for you. Can't you make me feel a little more at ease too?"

The women's war that Zhou Songmei had envisioned did not break out, and Song Jianping still adopted a policy of patiently persuading her.

If you think about it a little, you can guess that he would never offend Song Lingge now for Zhou Songmei's sake.

Zhou Songmei was greatly disappointed and sat aside sulking, but her mind was constantly thinking about how to provoke the two people.

"You're comfortable with her around?" Song Lingge was referring to Zhou Songmei, but she didn't even give her a disdainful look.

When one person hates another, even breathing in the same space feels disgusting, let alone looking at her; it would only offend one's own eyes.

Song Jianping was unhappy, but now that he has a child, what else can he do?

"Xiaomei is quite far along in her pregnancy. Even if you don't care about the mother, you should at least consider the child's feelings. The child is innocent. How can you bear to..."

"How could you be so heartless! I'll say it one last time: the baby in her belly has nothing to do with me. As long as she gets out of my house, and as for everything I told you before, you can do whatever you want from now on. It's none of my business."

Song Jianping was then shocked to realize that Song Lingge hadn't shown much anger about Zhou Songmei's pregnancy; it turned out she didn't even want him, her father, anymore.

At first, when Zhou Songmei came, he was very worried about Song Lingge's reaction.

Later, although Song Lingge remained indifferent, she eventually calmed down and began to dream of the joys of having both a son and a daughter.

Who would have thought, to hell with family bliss! Song Lingge doesn't even want a father anymore, let alone younger siblings? What kind of younger siblings are they talking about?

Zhou Songmei, however, was unaware of this. She was still planning to use the child to secure her position in the Song family. She could then use the child to annoy Song Lingge from time to time, and even use Song Lingge's money to raise her own child—why not?

"That's not how it works. In the end, you are still Jianping's daughter, and his children are your family, which can't be erased. For Jianping's sake, I'm willing to shake hands and make peace with you, but don't go too far."

Zhou Songmei believed her words were perfectly watertight. They saved Song Jianping's face while also threatening Song Lingge.

But Song Lingge was too lazy to pay attention to her; there was no need to argue with people who were not on the same level.

I just don't know how Zhou Songmei had the nerve to say such things.

A deathly silence fell over the room, and Zhou Songmei felt extremely awkward. The father and daughter had always been quite argumentative, so why did they fall silent as soon as she spoke?

She reached out and tugged at Song Jianping's arm, but received no response.

After realizing that Song Lingge was truly going to sever ties with her family, Song Jianping went from initial shock to serious consideration.

Does Zhou Songmei really mean I have to sever ties with Song Lingge?

Yesterday at Song Shi Ji, when Song Lingge told him she was severing ties with him, he just took it as angry words. He didn't believe that Song Lingge would sever ties with him simply because he asked Song Jianmei for money; after all, he wasn't asking Song Lingge for money.

Of course, he considered asking Song Lingge for money. However, he wouldn't ask unless absolutely necessary. After all, she was his own daughter, and she would never abandon him.

But now, Song Lingge might actually stop caring about him.

Song Jianping was scared.

What he feared was not only the loss of an outstanding daughter who brought him honor, but also a group of influential in-laws.

Just for Zhou Songmei? And that child whose future is uncertain?

Song Jianping felt increasingly confused and began to complain about why Zhou Songmei had followed him.

If the two of them hadn't met, there would still have been a chance for him and Song Lingge to recover, but now, it's too late to say anything.

The effects of pregnancy hormones, coupled with Song Jianping's attentiveness during this period, gave Zhou Songmei the illusion that she was gaining status because of her child. Song Jianping's ignoring her made her very angry.

She kicked Song Jianping: "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

She was met with Song Jianping's piercing gaze.

Zhou Songmei hadn't seen that look in her eyes for a long time. She released her grip on Song Jianping's arm, moved slightly further back on the sofa, and said nothing more.

She was all too familiar with that look; Song Jianping had shown the same look on the day Zhao Jueyu died.