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

After returning home, Song Lingge was truly treated like a national treasure.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi wouldn't let her do anything, not even writing, because they thought sitting for too long would be bad for her wound healing.

But when they ask her to watch TV in the living room, isn't she just lying down or sitting?

The old man's logic always baffled Song Lingge, but since such a big thing had happened this time, she couldn't argue with them anymore and decided to let it go.

"Ring ring—" Song Lingge answered the phone.

"Um...um...okay!"

"What's wrong?" As soon as the phone call ended, Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi rushed over as if facing a formidable enemy.

Song Lingge threw off the blanket and stood up: "My friend invited me to go shopping, I'm going out for a stroll."

"No way!" Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi objected in unison.

"Oh dear! I said I was going shopping, but people know I'm injured, so they'll find a dessert shop or something to sit and chat for a while."

“That won’t work either. You’ll have to drive when you go out, right? You’ll have to walk a bit anyway.” Zhao Zhangguo shook his head like a rattle drum.

Song Lingge sighed: "Grandpa, I didn't hurt my foot, so what does it matter?"

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and you've only been lying down for a short time."

"Grandpa, I'm not seriously injured. The wound has healed, and the scar probably won't even be visible after a while."

Zhao Zhangguo still wouldn't give in, and Song Lingge clung to Lin Xiuzhi's arm and pleaded, "Grandma, didn't the doctor also say that I should keep a happy mood? I'm going to get moldy if I stay at home any longer, so please let me go out for a walk!"

"I'll only be gone for a little while; I need to go home for dinner tonight."

As soon as Lin Xiuzhi spoke, Song Lingge was freed and immediately ran upstairs to change her clothes.

"Slow down—"

Her actions terrified the two elderly people.

When Song Lingge reached the middle of the stairs, she lowered her head and stuck her tongue out at them: "I was wrong, I'll be more careful now."

Zhao Zhangguo said to Lin Xiuzhi with dissatisfaction, "Look at her like this, how can you let her go out alone?"

Lin Xiuzhi looked at him with disdain: "Children need to be allowed to grow up and you should let go of them!"

"You old woman, you make it sound so easy. Do you know who fainted when Lingge was injured?" Zhao Zhangguo couldn't help but complain.

He was worried about both Song Lingge and Lin Xiuzhi.

Lin Xiuzhi appears to be the head of the family, someone who takes full responsibility, but only he knows how vulnerable she truly is.

When news of Song Lingge's injury came back, Lin Xiuzhi couldn't catch her breath and immediately fainted.

At their age, these things are fatal.

Lin Xiuzhi quickly covered his mouth, cautiously watching the stairs: "Shouting so loudly, aren't you afraid Lingge will hear and worry? Her wounds have almost healed, do you really want to lock her up at home forever?"

Zhao Zhangguo was speechless. These two women in his family, whether old or young, always had something to say to shut him up.

"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm going out!"

Before Lin Xiuzhi could speak, Song Lingge immediately added, "I remember, I promise I'll be back before dinner."

Watching her departing figure with a smile, Lin Xiuzhi and Zhao Zhangguo stood by the window until her car was out of sight before returning to the living room to sit down.

As you get older, the people you want to see become fewer and fewer whenever you do.

Song Lingge arrived at the agreed location quickly; it was a beverage shop.

Li Meimei was already waiting.

"She looks like she's recovering well!" Li Meimei said after looking her up and down.

Song Lingge sat down and said helplessly, "I'm staying home every day to recover, so I can't even slow down my recovery!"

"What exactly is wrong with you this time? Why did it happen so suddenly?"

Song Lingge glanced at her, unsure whether Li Meimei knew how she got injured, and casually said, "She just suddenly got sick, probably because of the unpredictable weather lately."

In fact, Li Meimei didn't know the specifics of what had happened to Song Lingge. She just hadn't thought of a reason and casually brought up the topic.

She had a mission in mind when she asked Song Lingge to meet her today!

"The weather has been quite strange lately. It gets extremely hot when it's hot, but then it suddenly turns freezing cold," Li Meimei chimed in.

Song Lingge remained noncommittal. Knowing Li Meimei well, she could easily sense that something was wrong with Li Meimei today.

In the past, she might have lost her temper and asked, but now, she decided to remain calm and collected, no matter how much trouble they caused, she would just stroll around leisurely.

She took a sip of the juice; it was her favorite peach flavor.

It's amazing that Li Meimei can still remember her favorite flavor.

"I remember you used to like peach flavor. How about this flavor, do you like it?" Li Meimei asked in a flattering tone.

To be honest, Song Lingge really disliked Li Meimei's attitude.

"It's pretty good, the peach flavor is very strong, which is what I like."

Song Lingge glanced at Li Meimei: "I remember you used to like strawberry flavor the most, but it seems like you haven't ordered it the last few times we've come out."

"Hmm, I'm probably tired of that flavor. Now I like kiwi flavor." Li Meimei was a little surprised that Song Lingge still remembered her old preferences.

After discussing the weather and their tastes, the two fell into an awkward silence.

Li Meimei would steal glances at Song Lingge every now and then. Though it was called stealing glances, the commotion was so loud that even a complete idiot would have noticed something was wrong.

Song Lingge was a thoughtful person, and Li Meimei didn't believe she hadn't noticed that Song Lingge had something to say.

She waited expectantly for Song Lingge to ask the question, and then she would reluctantly voice the problem in her heart, and everything would fall into place.

But today, Song Lingge is injured, just like she has a brain injury.

Song Lingge sipped her juice with great interest while watching Li Meimei's performance.

The doctor said to keep a happy mood, and going out for a walk was indeed a good choice.

“Lingge…” Li Meimei could no longer hold back.

"Huh?" Song Lingge looked up at her with a face full of innocent confusion.

The thought of how hard it had taken for Li Meimei to reconcile with Song Lingge made her speech stuck in her throat, unable to utter a word.

No matter how she treated Song Lingge, Song Lingge never wronged her and even forgave her for what she had done.

Li Meimei really didn't want to break this situation.

But what is she going to do now that she made such a boast in front of Fang Guanghua?

"Meimei—"

Li Meimei and Song Lingge looked up at the same time, and Fang Guanghua waved to them with a big smile on his face from not far away.

Li Meimei's expression changed immediately. Meeting Song Lingge's gaze, she quickly explained, "Lingge, I didn't tell him. I don't know how he got here."

Song Lingge smiled slightly at her but didn't say anything.

She believed Li Meimei's words; she didn't believe Li Meimei would be so magnanimous as to allow her husband to meet his former dream lover.

However, Fang Guanghua's presence here is definitely not a coincidence.

A short while later, Fang Guanghua arrived.

"Meimei, Lingge, what are you doing here? What a coincidence, I never expected to run into you here."