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

Chapter 451 We Can't Afford to Lose Anymore

the next day.

Song Lingge slept until she naturally woke up.

She leisurely ate breakfast with Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi, and even continued to practice Tai Chi with them with great interest.

Unlike last time when she was absent-minded, Song Lingge was very focused today, striving for perfection in every movement.

Zhao Zhangguo was naturally very satisfied with his granddaughter's serious attitude.

Only those who have been through it know how important it is to be able to exercise leisurely and maintain good health.

Song Lingge sits and types all day, her eyes glued to the computer screen. Zhao Zhangguo had heard that prolonged computer use is bad for the eyes, and sitting for long periods is bad for the spine.

He was extremely worried about her health.

Lin Xiuzhi leaned closer to Song Lingge: "What happened? Why do you have so much free time today?"

"Wouldn't it be better to spend more time with you?" Song Lingge said playfully.

"Old woman, concentrate, stop talking to Lingge all the time." Zhao Zhangguo adopted a coach's stance.

Lin Xiuzhi glared at him, and he immediately shut up and obediently shut his mouth.

"Where did you go all day yesterday?" Lin Xiuzhi asked again.

While exercising, Song Lingge answered, not letting either task interfere with her: "I went to see my aunt. My aunt even made me some chicken soup."

For some reason, Lin Xiuzhi felt that something was wrong.

The more open Song Lingge was, the more she felt that Song Lingge was hiding something from them.

But she also knew that there was no way to get Song Lingge to talk about what she had decided to keep hidden.

A short while later, Song Lingge's phone rang, and Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi both heard it.

"Why didn't you go to pick them up?" Lin Xiuzhi asked.

"Okay, I'll go now." Song Lingge wiped her face with a towel before slowly heading over.

By the time Song Lingge picked up her phone, the call had already ended. Just as she was about to put it down, it called again.

"Hey--"

"Lingge, why haven't you come over yet?" Song Jianping seemed a little angry.

"Didn't I already contact the moving company? Haven't they arrived yet?"

"The move is already done. I was asking why you haven't come over yet."

“I figured you’d need to tidy up for a while after you move, and I wouldn’t be able to help much if I went over, so I might as well go over later!” Song Lingge said matter-of-factly.

In fact, she knew exactly what Song Jianping was thinking.

However, after experiencing setbacks with others, he started to think about the bond between father and daughter.

But in this world, some things can't be undone just because you regret them. Besides, Song Lingge didn't see any regret in Song Jianping.

They acted as if it were their right, as if they deserved to be controlled by him.

Why?

"You can come here."

"I'll go over in the afternoon. I have to have lunch with my grandparents."

Song Jianping: "..."

Song Lingge: "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

Without waiting for Song Jianping's reply, he hung up the phone.

"Grandpa, Grandma, are you tired? If not, we'll do it again." Song Lingge ran towards them.

With such fine weather, it's the perfect time for exercise.

Song Lingge was covered in sweat, but felt completely relaxed.

After taking a shower, she cooked with Lin Xiuzhi.

The two people were sitting in the restaurant preparing vegetables.

"Who made the call?" Lin Xiuzhi began to probe her again.

"Who made the call?" Song Lingge asked, puzzled.

"Tsk, I was referring to when you ran inside to answer the phone during our workout earlier. Who called?"

"Oh, that phone call! I can't tell you, or you definitely won't be able to eat lunch," Song Lingge teased her deliberately.

"Oh, you silly child, tell me quickly."

"Then you have to promise me that you won't be so angry that you won't eat."

"Okay, okay, can I eat two bowls later?"

"That won't do either. Eating too much will cause indigestion. One bowl is enough," Song Lingge said with a smile.

Lin Xiuzhi was truly helpless and laughed along with her.

“It was someone you hate who called,” Song Lingge said.

"What is he making that call for?" Lin Xiuzhi's expression changed immediately upon hearing this.

"It's good news. Simply put, he was deceived; the woman's child isn't his."

"Ah—" Lin Xiuzhi was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

How could something so outrageous happen? Song Jianping has lived most of his life and experienced many ups and downs. How could he still make such a mistake?

"And this was exposed by his arch-enemy, so he's completely humiliated."

"Then what does he want with you?" Lin Xiuzhi hadn't even had a chance to be happy before she started to worry again.

"What else could it be? He just suffered a loss with someone else and is trying to get closer to me. After all, I'm still his daughter!" Song Lingge scoffed at this.

"Then what do you think?"

After so many dramatic events, Lin Xiuzhi has come to terms with it. She no longer cares about others, but is only worried about Song Lingge.

“My mother’s cause of death is still unclear, and I can’t completely sever ties with him,” Song Lingge said seriously, her tone shifting from joking.

"Then you should be careful. I'm sure you've seen through his character, so I won't say anything more."

"Do not worry!"

Lin Xiuzhi and Zhao Zhangguo are Song Lingge's biggest weaknesses; she can neither completely hide the truth from them nor let them know everything.

Song Lingge paid close attention to their emotions.

All she wants is for the elderly couple to remain safe and sound.

After having lunch at home, Song Lingge was urged several times by Song Jianping before she slowly left home.

Before leaving, she sent a message to Qiao Nansheng.

In the past, her impatient nature would probably have subsided by early morning.

Choosing this time allowed ample time to negotiate with Song Jianping, and also made it convenient for Qiao Nansheng to come and find her after get off work.

If Song Jianping really does something bad to her, she will have time to retaliate.

Her life was saved by Zhao Jueyu; she couldn't afford to lose it again.

Perhaps her growth is a little slow, but as long as she never gives up, that's good!

By the time Song Lingge arrived at Hele Manor, it was almost four o'clock.

Upon entering, one can clearly feel the low pressure inside the room.

Song Jianping said with a flat face, "If I don't urge you, are you still not planning to come?"

"Didn't we agree on this yesterday? Since we agreed, I'll definitely come," Song Lingge said casually.

Her attitude made Song Jianping feel resentful but unable to lash out.

"It's almost all packed up! I knew it, I'd just be a burden here, I can't be of much help."

Song Jianping: "..."

Song Lingge sat down on the sofa and handed Song Jianping a piece of paper.

"What is this?" Song Jianping was still angry, and his tone was rather harsh.

"I've asked someone to find some aunties or older sisters who are your age, have good conditions in all aspects, including good health. You can try getting to know them, just as a way to make more friends!"

Song Jianping's face was extremely ugly, and he growled, "What are you doing?"

Song Lingge disagreed and said very frankly, "Blind dates! You're not that old, and you'll be lonely without a partner. But don't get scammed again. It's better to find some people you know well to go on blind dates with and try to get along."