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

When Zhao Jueyu finished class and went home to cook lunch, he noticed that Song Lingge was acting strangely.

She made a quick decision and took Song Lingge back to her parents' home.

I never imagined that at my age, when I wanted to find a safe place to talk with my daughter, I would have to go back to my parents' home.

Upon seeing their daughter and granddaughter return, Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi considerately refrained from asking any questions.

Song Lingge had her own room at the Zhao family's house. When Zhao Jueyu took her upstairs, he was surprised to find that her room door had been opened at some point.

Since she married Song Jianping, her room door has been locked.

She did resist, but Zhao Zhangguo's explanation was that since she was already married, there were other arrangements for the rooms in the house.

Noticing Zhao Jueyu's lingering gaze, Song Lingge followed her gaze to the half-open door. She knew that was Zhao Jueyu's room.

"Want to go in?"

Zhao Jueyu shook her head, but her eyes betrayed her.

"Come on, I want to see."

Zhao Jueyu hesitated, muttering, "Your maternal grandparents..."

"Your room has been cleaned. Come in if you want. Don't be so shy in your own home."

It was Lin Xiuzhi who caught up and saw this scene, understanding Zhao Jueyu's hesitation. In fact, ever since they had talked things out last time, she had opened this long-closed room and carefully cleaned it several times.

The elderly couple had been waiting for their daughter to come back, but they never imagined that more than 20 years would pass before they returned.

Stepping back into this familiar house, Zhao Jueyu felt as if she had been reborn. It was her entire adolescence.

At that time, she preferred floral prints, so the curtains in her room were made of floral fabric, the duvet covers and sheets were matching floral patterns, and even the small square towel under the lamp was floral.

From today's perspective, it's obviously outdated, but Zhao Jueyu only felt a sense of warmth.

Her eyes were filled with tears. What had gotten into her back then that made her abandon such a good family and follow Song Jianping?

Song Lingge helped Lin Xiuzhi walk over and put her arm around Zhao Jueyu.

At this moment, the estrangement of more than 20 years between the three generations seemed to disappear all at once.

After crying for a while, Lin Xiuzhi patted her granddaughter and daughter on the shoulders and went out, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

She knew they must have encountered something very difficult and needed an outlet to get through it.

Zhao Jueyu and Song Lingge hugged and cried for a while. Then, they exchanged glances and started laughing again.

Sometimes when you meet the right person, crying is a natural way to release stress. Once you've calmed down, you'll be surprised at how dramatic you were.

Song Lingge and Zhao Jueyu are like that; if you were to ask them why they are crying, neither of them would be able to give a clear answer.

So, a smile eased all the awkwardness.

Song Lingge began to carefully examine the room. On the desk by the window was a piece of glass with some photos underneath.

These photos were all ones Song Lingge had never seen before; they were all taken by Zhao Jueyu in the past. There weren't many photos, but they encompassed the first half of Zhao Jueyu's life.

There were babies, girls dressed in floral dresses looking pretty, girls going through the ceremony in middle school, and even some adult photos with heavy makeup that didn't suit them—it was like a teenage girl wearing adult clothes, so inappropriate...

But it's full of memories.

Song Lingge watched with great interest.

"Mom, you actually took such a photo." Song Lingge couldn't help but tease Zhao Jueyu.

Zhao Jueyu tapped her forehead: "Do you think you haven't taken enough pictures? You still have the nerve to talk about your mother."

After saying that, neither of them had anything to say.

Song Lingge was really not in the mood; she felt indifferent and had no interest in anything right now.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Jueyu didn't ask directly, but chatted casually for a bit.

People are strange. Song Lingge was able to adjust quickly after experiencing such unbelievable things and then fight for a new future for herself.

Compared to her life, yesterday's incident was actually not a big deal. Overall, she handled it well enough and protected her reputation, but she didn't let some people get severely punished.

However, even though she understood all the reasons, she still couldn't get over this. Thinking about it made Song Lingge feel like she had a fishbone stuck in her throat and thorns in her back.

She felt that she had lost the courage to fight.

She couldn't say these things yet, because she didn't know who would stand by her side, nor did she know what use it would be to stand on the same side in the face of the world's injustices.

She knew she was getting stuck in a rut, but she knew she couldn't get out of that dead end on her own.

“Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about how your father and I got to where we are now.”

Zhao Jueyu spoke softly, not caring whether Song Lingge was listening or not. It was less of a conversation and more of a narration of her inner thoughts.

"Don't laugh at me, but after I found out your dad was having an affair, I followed him several times, but I didn't find anything. So I even comforted myself, thinking that maybe he didn't actually cheat, maybe he was caught by Nie Er once or twice before, but his heart hasn't strayed, and it's still in this family. Should I forgive him?"

"I even went to chat with my neighbors and listened carefully to their opinions when I encountered this kind of situation. Surprisingly, quite a few of them believed that if a man cheats, it's because the woman didn't do her job properly. I was quite surprised when I first heard this, but after hearing it many times, I started to doubt myself. Was it really because I was too serious, not considerate enough of my father, and didn't take his feelings into account? Was I not a perfect wife, which made him lose confidence in family life and thus cheat on me?"

Song Lingge never expected that Zhao Jueyu had been so conflicted, but when she went home before, she didn't notice anything. She even thought that Zhao Jueyu was more determined than she was.

“I’m torn between self-doubt and self-compromise every day. Will you look down on your mother?”

Song Lingge shook her head promptly.

Zhao Jueyu smiled slightly, "Actually, there's no need to ask. I don't even respect myself."

Why are some people so self-righteous after doing something wrong? Because some people will cover for them. Why can some people who have cheated blame innocent people? Because some people are good at self-hypnosis and compromise. This world accommodates many voices, but are they really right?

"Your father cheated on his wife, so you can blame me and think that I'm the one who caused him to cheat? No, that's wrong. Who I am, even if I am a very, very bad person, should not be an excuse for his lack of morality and disregard for decency."