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

Chapter 443 Cell Phone

"Where have you been? Are you trying to starve your daughter to death?"

Zhou Songmei was furious.

Because of premature birth and her bad mood, she had very little breast milk, which was not enough to feed her baby.

Song Jianping went out to buy baby formula and didn't return for a long time. The baby kept crying, and her C-section wound was in pain, so she became so anxious that she started cursing.

Song Jianping also felt aggrieved.

Zhou Songmei's temper became incredibly bad after giving birth. To be precise, her temper worsened after she told him she was pregnant, reaching its peak after childbirth.

If Song Jianping did anything that didn't meet her expectations, she would accuse him of all sorts of crimes.

For example, is it because they disliked that they gave birth to a daughter?

For example, why didn't anyone from the Song family come? Not even one of his colleagues or friends came.

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In short, Zhou Songmei could find all sorts of reasons to cause trouble, which really annoyed Song Jianping, so he took advantage of the time he was shopping to go out for a smoke.

When Zhou Songmei called, he wanted to hang up immediately, but in the end, all he could do was put out his cigarette.

"Almost there, almost there. The store downstairs from the hospital is sold out, so I came to the mall outside to buy some."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know you're running off to slack off. You didn't care about your wife and daughter before either, do you want to continue like that now? Let me tell you, I'm not a coward like them. If you dare treat me like that, I will never let you get away with it."

Zhou Songmei has been like this lately; even if he doesn't say anything, she'll find a whole bunch of reasons to criticize him.

Song Jianping was really getting annoyed.

"I'll be right back, that's all."

This time, Song Jianping hung up the phone immediately.

Let Zhou Songmei say whatever she wants; if he argues, it will only give her more excuses.

"You're back, so why are you hanging up? Don't you even want to hear my voice anymore? Hello? Hello? Hello..."

Zhou Songmei was so angry that her chest hurt, and she might have to stop breastfeeding again.

In a fit of anger, she threw her phone aside. It landed on the blanket, just off the edge of the bed, and then fell to the floor with a clatter.

This was bought for her by Song Jianping, and it's been less than three months. Zhou Songmei struggled to pick it up, but she aggravated her wound and had to give up in pain.

A short while later, Song Jianping returned carrying two bags of milk powder.

He numbly mixed the formula, then held the baby, whose voice was almost hoarse from crying, and fed him with the bottle.

Watching the baby suckle eagerly, Song Jianping's heart softened.

He reminded himself that no matter how angry Zhou Songmei got later, he had to be patient. After all, she was still in her postpartum period.

"Hmph!" Zhou Songmei sneered, this was her usual opening line recently.

"Song Jianping, you're getting more and more perfunctory with me these days, hanging up the phone whenever you want, isn't that right?"

"I was carrying things and it wasn't convenient for me, and besides, I'll be back soon, why waste money on phone calls?" Song Jianping explained impatiently.

"Heh, is talking to me a waste of phone credit?"

When did I ever say that talking to you was a waste of money?

"Do you think I don't understand what you mean? That's exactly what you meant."

"Incomprehensible!" Song Jianping said this in a low voice, but Zhou Songmei still heard him.

"See, that's how it is. You've been like this lately."

"What have I done wrong this time?"

"Whenever I say something to you, you get impatient and mutter a few curses under your breath, isn't that right? And I'm accusing you?"

It sounds plausible, but it doesn't quite seem plausible.

Song Jianping himself couldn't explain it.

He asked himself if he had been very tolerant of Zhou Songmei; Zhao Jueyu had never received such treatment before. They both had children, so how could she be so independent?

Thinking of Zhao Jueyu made Song Jianping feel very uncomfortable.

After talking with Song Lingge that day, he felt a little better, and his guilt towards Zhao Jueyu was also lessened.

However, Zhou Songmei always had a way of making him reminisce.

The contrast between the two made him miss Zhao Jueyu even more.

Yes, it's longing.

Song Jianping didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't even fool himself.

Because of Zhou Songmei's childbirth, stories about her past with Zhao Jueyu spread from all directions.

He can't avoid it.

"Jingle Bell--"

At first, Song Jianping thought it was his phone ringing, but when he took it out to look, it wasn't.

He looked around and saw the cell phone that Zhou Songmei had thrown on the ground.

He was immediately furious.

The phone was so expensive. Zhou Songmei begged him for a long time, and he finally gritted his teeth and bought it for her. And this is how he treats her?

However, before he could even get angry, he saw an unfamiliar number displayed on his phone.

It says it's an unfamiliar number because it displays a string of numbers and the name wasn't saved.

However, the number was not unfamiliar; Song Jianping remembered those digits, as if he had seen them many times before.

"Give me back my phone." Zhou Songmei's expression was somewhat unnatural.

Song Jianping did not immediately return the phone to her. He held it up, his expression uncertain: "Whose call is this?"

"Whose call? What? Whose call?" Zhou Songmei asked, slightly flustered.

"Hello?" Song Jianping stared intently at Zhou Songmei before answering the phone.

"..." After he spoke, the phone went dead.

Why did you answer my call? Give it back.

Song Jianping tossed the phone to Zhou Songmei: "Whose call is that?"

"Whose call? Didn't you just answer it? Didn't you find out?" Zhou Songmei's imposing manner returned.

"The other side didn't say anything."

"If they didn't speak, how am I supposed to know who it is? Maybe they dialed the wrong number!"

If Song Jianping hadn't remembered that unfamiliar number, he probably would have been fooled by Zhou Songmei this time as well.

Having been a math teacher for many years, Song Jianping still possessed a keen sense for numbers. He had indeed seen that string of numbers several times.

Zhou Songmei's attitude was impeccable for the time being, and the more impeccable it was, the more uneasy Song Jianping felt.

"Don't you know how expensive cell phones are? You still throw them on the ground. If they break, don't expect me to buy you a new one."

Song Jianping's tone wasn't impatient, but it was icy and chilling.

Zhou Songmei knew this was the prelude to his outburst.

She could joke around with Song Jianping normally, but when Song Jianping really lost his temper, she couldn't handle it.

"I understand, I'll be more careful next time. I accidentally bumped into it on the ground this time. I wanted to pick it up, but my wound hurt!"

Zhou Songmei could only pin her hopes on Song Jianping remembering that she was still a new mother.

As expected, Song Jianping fell silent.

"I'm going to wash the bottles." Song Jianping took the bottles and went out.

Zhou Songmei breathed a sigh of relief behind him.

After leaving the house, Song Jianping saved the unfamiliar number he had just seen in his phone.

Looking at his phone, he thought of Song Lingge again.

If he hadn't bought one himself, I would never have known that cell phones were so expensive.

"Jingle Bell--"