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

Chapter 431 The people in this world are truly strange and wonderful

Song Lingge decided that she would never discuss important matters while driving again, as it was too dangerous, and she would never do it again.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Binbin shook his head.

"Tell me, isn't something wrong?"

Zhang Binbin shook his head again.

Song Lingge couldn't help but punch him: "Just tell me what's going on!"

Zhang Binbin also got anxious: "How am I supposed to talk to him when I haven't even spoken to him?"

"You called him, but you couldn't get a word in, is that right? Did you call his cell phone or his home phone?"

"I called them all. First I called their cell phones but no one answered, so I called their homes."

Is someone at home to pick me up?

“Li Meimei answered the phone, but before I could say anything, she started scolding me and then hung up.”

"Li Meimei scolded you? Do you remember what she said?" Song Lingge had a bad feeling.

Zhang Binbin was getting impatient. Why did Song Lingge want to know everything, like she was investigating a case? He felt like she was digging out all his privacy. But then he thought, wasn't this exactly what they were doing? A major case involving lives.

"What can they blame me for? They just complain that I led Fang Guanghua out and corrupted her husband. But to be fair, does Fang Guanghua even need me to lead him? He's got way more tricks up his sleeve than I do, okay?"

Song Lingge glared at him, and Zhang Binbin immediately shut up. He was just a smart aleck who said whatever came to mind.

"Think about the content again carefully, is there anything else mentioned?"

"I really can't remember. How could I possibly remember what she said? It was all insults directed at me," Zhang Binbin said, embarrassed.

"And then what happened? Did you lose contact with Fang Guanghua after that?" Song Lingge pressed on, unwilling to give up.

"At that time, I was only thinking about marrying Jiaojiao and had no time to care about anything else. Then I heard the news of Jiaojiao's death. Firstly, I was too heartbroken, and secondly, my parents wouldn't let me go out, so I rarely contacted anyone. The last time I contacted anyone was before I went to your shop."

Zhang Binbin's eyes kept flickering as he spoke. Song Lingge knew that what he said was only half true, but she also knew what Zhang Binbin was worried about.

"You are indeed at home, but you do seem to have very little contact with people!"

Zhang Binbin asked nervously, "Song Lingge, what do you mean?"

Song Lingge's expression remained unchanged as she restarted the car. She said slowly, "The other day when I went to pick up Shaofen from get off work, I was ambushed. Was that your doing?"

"You...you were cornered...cornered, what does that have to do with me...what does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Binbin truly embodied the phrase "there's no silver buried here," a sentiment that resonated deeply with audiences.

Song Lingge laughed dismissively: "Don't be nervous. I've already said that out of respect for the deceased, I won't pursue those matters any further. But you yourself had better restrain yourself. You should learn your lesson from this setback."

Zhang Binbin remained silent. He didn't want to listen to Song Lingge's lecture, which was pretty much the same as what his parents said.

But the more you try not to listen, the more you can take it to heart.

"I'm sorry for everything I did to you before." This time, Zhang Binbin's face was full of sincerity.

"Go back and think about it carefully, make sure you haven't missed any details. I feel like something's not quite right."

"it is good!"

Song Lingge had initially thought Zhang Binbin would know a lot of inside information, but now it seemed that he and Fang Guanghua were nothing more than fair-weather friends. He knew nothing about Fang Guanghua's affairs and had been nothing more than a tool to be used from beginning to end.

However, it wasn't entirely fruitless; at least the fact that the phone call wasn't answered speaks volumes.

Could it be that Li Meimei scolded Zhang Binbin because Fang Guanghua hadn't returned home yet at that time?

"Beep beep beep—" Song Lingge's phone rang, displaying Qiao Nansheng's name.

She glanced at Zhang Binbin, who immediately and knowingly made a gesture of manually drawing saliva on his lips.

Good, you've learned to shut up.

Song Lingge then answered the phone: "Hello, Nansheng."

"Are you driving?" Qiao Nansheng's ears are really sharp.

"Just came out for a stroll and some fresh air. I'm going crazy thinking about the plot."

"Where are you now? Why don't you come pick me up? My colleague invited me to dinner, and I can bring my family. Do you want to come with me for a nice meal?"

"Pfft—" Zhang Binbin couldn't help but laugh.

Song Lingge immediately glared at him fiercely.

"Is there anyone in the car?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

"Nobody's here, they're waiting at the red light, it's the people in the car next to them." Song Lingge said, giving Zhang Binbin another fierce glare.

"How about my suggestion?"

It would still be at least an hour and a half before we got back to the city. Song Lingge really wanted to say that it wasn't going well, but what kind of excuse could she come up with so that Qiao Nansheng wouldn't suspect anything?

"Let's forget it. I'm stuck and have no appetite. I want to go home and rest early. I won't spoil the fun. You guys have fun!"

Nan Sheng, I'm sorry. I lied because I was afraid you'd worry. I'll only lie for a little while, and then I'll tell you the truth later. Song Lingge prayed silently in her heart.

"Okay then, I'll come back to find you later."

Judging by the time, Song Lingge should be home by the time Qiao Nansheng finishes eating out and goes back.

So Song Lingge's tone immediately lightened: "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Song Lingge breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Binbin sneered: "You two don't have a very good relationship, do you? Why don't you tell him the truth?"

Song Lingge ignored it; it was her private matter, and she wasn't close enough with someone like Zhang Binbin to discuss such things.

Suddenly, Zhang Binbin seemed to have a surge of inspiration, and he felt a strong urge to confide in others, so he began to speak eloquently.

"Jiaojiao is just unlucky. If you had waited a few years, maybe it wouldn't have taken that long. Once the initial excitement between you and Qiao Nansheng wears off, you might break up without doing anything."

Song Lingge suddenly realized that she had never noticed how interesting Zhang Binbin was before.

He and Xia Jiaojiao had already gone that far, and they were just crying sincerely, but in the blink of an eye they could start joking around.

The world is full of all sorts of strange and wonderful people.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to marry Xia Jiaojiao? Now you're regretting it for her?"

"That's different. Jiaojiao doesn't like me, so I just got a good deal. If she hadn't been so impatient and had just sat back and watched the fight, and waited until Qiao Nansheng got tired of you, then you'd see if you could even compare to her."

Having witnessed the diversity of species, Song Lingge fell silent.

Zhang Binbin's thought process is beyond the comprehension of normal people.

"But you have your strengths too. To put it nicely, you're reserved; to put it bluntly, you're dull. Fang Guanghua pursued you for years. Were you truly unmoved, or were you testing him?"

"But it's understandable. Fang Guanghua may seem nice, but he's bad inside. Qiao Nansheng's family background alone is far superior to his."

"Get out of the car." Song Lingge suddenly stopped the car.

Zhang Binbin was confused and thought there was something wrong with the car, so he got out of the car.

Song Lingge pointed to a spot not far away and said, "Look, there's a bus stop over there. Go and take the bus yourself."

Then they drove away in a cloud of dust.