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

As soon as Song Lingge entered the private room, she felt a sense of oppression wash over her.

In the afternoon, she was still at the publishing house discussing the concept of her new book with Chen Dengming when she received a call from Qiao Nansheng, who said that Jing Chu had invited her to dinner that evening.

Song Lingge specifically asked who was there. Given her and Jing Chu's tendency to argue and fight whenever they met, it would be better to invite a few people to mediate.

However, Qiao Nansheng was vague on the phone, so Song Lingge didn't ask any further questions, assuming that Yu Shaofen would definitely be there.

There were only Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu in the private room, which was filled with smoke. Jing Chu didn't even know when he had learned to smoke.

Song Lingge covered her mouth and nose and said with disgust, "It's too pungent. I don't want to inhale secondhand smoke. Let's change to another private room."

Upon hearing this, Jing Chu spat and said, "Women are just so pretentious!"

Just as Song Lingge was about to retort, Qiao Nansheng came over and pushed her outside, saying as they walked, "Change it, change it, my Lingge has spoken, we'll definitely change it."

Suppressing Song Lingge's anger, he turned back and said, "Jingchu!"

Although Jingchu was extremely impatient, he still followed them.

After moving to the new private room, Song Lingge raised an eyebrow: "That's more like it. No one could have stayed there before."

These words carried a strong sense of hostility.

Qiao Nansheng shook his head helplessly, grabbed Jing Chu's arm with one hand, and gestured to him to bear with it.

I don't know what's wrong with these two, they're always at odds now, and her boyfriend is really caught in the middle.

After stopping Jing Chu, Qiao Nansheng returned to Song Lingge's side and sat down next to her.

"Are you hungry? Would you like me to order you something to eat?"

Song Lingge nodded and said coquettishly, "I really am hungry. But let's order later, after Shaofen and the others arrive!"

Qiao Nansheng's expression suddenly became very conflicted, while Jing Chu looked like Zhang Fei with a dark face, extremely ugly.

Song Lingge immediately sensed something was wrong and lowered her voice to ask, "What's wrong?"

“We didn’t call Shaofen and Xiuxiu,” Qiao Nansheng replied.

"Just the three of us?" Song Lingge almost exclaimed.

If she had known it would only be the three of them, she definitely wouldn't have come.

"What? I can't even treat you to a meal? You have to have someone else accompany you?" Jing Chu said unhappily.

Song Lingge guessed that he and Yu Shaofen must have had a conflict, so she stopped arguing with him.

“Of course, then I won’t be polite.” Song Lingge took the menu. “What would you like to eat? How about a fish? I saw that the fish looked very fresh when I came here.”

“What’s served isn’t what you see,” Jing Chu said.

Song Lingge rolled her eyes at him and ignored him, continuing to order: "I'd like some soup too, how about a cordyceps and black chicken soup?"

"Order, I'd like some soup too," Qiao Nansheng said with a smile.

"Then you won't have to worry about nosebleeds even if you take the medicine," Jing Chu said again.

"I overwork myself, so of course I need to make up for it." Song Lingge originally thought that the three of them didn't need to order too much, but looking at Jing Chu's attitude, she felt that he was too annoying, so she ordered the food in a fit of pique.

"Let's have another stir-fried mountain delicacies, I heard they have a specialty dish here, what's it called again?"

"A platter of lion-head goose," Qiao Nansheng replied considerately.

"Yes, yes, that's it, I want to try it too."

"Then let's order, I'd like to eat it too." Qiao Nansheng said, affectionately ruffling her hair.

Looking at the scene before him, Jing Chu felt increasingly uneasy.

"Hey, can you guys please consider my feelings? Can't you show off your love at home?"

Song Lingge closed the menu and handed it to the waiter: "That's all I'll order! The air in the private room next door was just polluted by this person, could you please send someone to clean it up? Thank you!"

Jing Chu's cheek twitched slightly: "Song Lingge, what do you mean?"

Song Lingge retorted without backing down: "I'd like to ask you the same thing. What do you mean by that? You said you were treating me to dinner, but you're making a fuss over the order, like nobody cares about your meal."

Just as Jing Chu was about to retort, Qiao Nansheng snapped back: "Do you still want to figure out your problem? If you do, then shut up."

Upon hearing this, Jing Chu obediently sat down, though his face darkened even more.

To deal with him, we really need Qiao Nansheng.

Seeing that Jing Chu had calmed down, Qiao Nansheng turned to Song Lingge, his tone softening as he said, "Don't be angry, he wasn't targeting you. He got dumped today, so he's really upset and doesn't like anyone."

"Break up?" Song Lingge was very surprised. "What happened? I didn't hear Shaofen mention it!"

"I only told you today; I only knew about it a tiny bit earlier than you did."

"Then I have to go see Shaofen." Song Lingge stood up, grabbed her bag, and was about to leave.

Qiao Nansheng grabbed her arm: "How about we find out what's going on first? I'll take you there later."

Song Lingge thought for a moment, then sat down, hands tucked in her sleeves, looking at Jing Chu with a cold gaze, just like a mother-in-law who didn't like her son-in-law.

"Tell me, what exactly happened? Did you do something to betray Shaofen?"

Although Song Lingge's tone was very unfriendly, since they had already talked things out, Jing Chu wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible, so he ignored her attitude and told her everything that had happened that day.

After he finished speaking, Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng fell silent at the same time, both of them frowning and neither of them spoke.

Jing Chu panicked: "You two, stop doing this! I'm scared!"

Song Lingge then glared at him: "So you know how to be afraid? Why weren't you afraid when you were spouting nonsense in front of Shaofen?"

"What nonsense did I say? I swear to God, I don't take her too seriously."

It's often said that the one who falls in love first loses, but matters of the heart are hard to explain.

Although Yu Shaofen fell in love first, after they got together, Jing Chu was certain that he was the weaker party.

Seeing Jing Chu's furious expression, Song Lingge knew that this straight man was still too straightforward and didn't understand Yu Shaofen's thoughts at all.

It must have been tough on Yu Shaofen.

Jing Chu was angered by Song Lingge's head-shaking gesture, as if she were saying that he was beyond redemption.

"Don't shake your head, just say what you want to say! I really don't understand why you women have so many roundabout ways."

Song Lingge turned to look at Qiao Nansheng: "Nansheng, now that I see you like this, I feel like you're really nice!"

Qiao Nansheng smugly accepted this fact.

"Hey, hey, hey, if you two keep doing this, I'm going to break you up!" Jing Chu said through gritted teeth.

Song Lingge refused to believe it and deliberately took Qiao Nansheng's hand, interlocking their fingers, and even waving it in front of Jing Chu.

Jing Chu was speechless and slammed his head on the table: "Miss Song, please stop messing with me, just say what you have to say!"

Seeing that he finally begged for mercy, Song Lingge decided to stop teasing him. Otherwise, with his level of understanding, without anyone to guide him, he probably would never figure it out in his entire life.

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