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

Fang Guanghua proudly waved his beautiful tail in front of others like a peacock, but unfortunately, no one in front of him wanted to pay attention to him.

"Aren't you at work? What are you doing here?" After all, he was her husband, and Li Meimei couldn't just ignore him.

"I was just discussing business here, and when I saw you, I came over to say hello."

Song Lingge glanced around. This was a small commercial street, with an elementary school nearby, so most of the shops here were stationery stores, snack shops, and the like.

Nobody would believe Fang Guanghua if he said he was here to discuss business.

However, this was none of Song Lingge's business, so she continued drinking her tea, completely ignoring the couple who were sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams.

“Since we’re talking business, you can go ahead with your business…” Li Meimei wanted Fang Guanghua to leave, but before she could finish speaking, Fang Guanghua interrupted her.

Fang Guanghua sat down directly: "I happen to have some free time now, so I might as well sit with you for a while."

After saying that, Fang Guanghua called over a waiter, ordered himself a cup of Longjing tea, and also ordered a drink for Song Lingge and Li Meimei.

Song Lingge was given a white peach-flavored soda, and Li Meimei was given a strawberry oolong tea.

Song Lingge looked at Li Meimei, and their eyes met. Li Meimei felt a little embarrassed.

Fang Guanghua, however, continued, "These are all drinks you like."

Li Meimei felt even more ashamed; this man's intentions were crystal clear.

He said he ordered all their favorite drinks, was he trying to show off his thoughtfulness to Song Lingge? But he remembered other people's favorite flavors, yet forgot his own wife's. What an irony!

"Meimei, I have to go back. Grandma told me to go back early." Song Lingge really didn't want to sit at the same table with the couple.

The opportunity to speak brought Li Meimei a sense of relief. She was about to agree with Song Lingge when Fang Guanghua beat her to it.

"So early? How long have you been out?" Fang Guanghua had been following Li Meimei and naturally knew they had only just met. But these words immediately made all three of them feel awkward.

Fang Guanghua himself felt it was inappropriate and explained, "It's rare for good friends to meet, so how about tonight... Meimei and I will treat everyone?"

Song Lingge ignored him and stared intently at Li Meimei.

Li Meimei understood Song Lingge's meaning, and she was grateful for Song Lingge's thoughtfulness.

Despite her husband's disgraceful behavior, behaving like a rooster in heat, Song Lingge's consideration for Li Meimei's feelings made Li Meimei feel much better.

"Then I won't..."

"Meimei—" Fang Guanghua interrupted Li Meimei again, then said to Song Lingge, "Lingge, wait a moment, I just remembered that her father has something he wants me to tell her."

After saying that, he ignored Li Meimei's struggles and pulled her to a corner.

After a while, Fang Guanghua and Li Meimei came out, and Li Meimei looked somewhat embarrassed.

Song Lingge's main principle is to clearly distinguish between friend and foe; seeing things clearly is one thing, but not meddling in others' affairs is another.

"Lingge—" Li Meimei began, but after calling out the name, she didn't know what else to say.

Song Lingge, not waiting for further explanation and not curious, smiled and said, "It's getting late, so I'll head back now."

He turned and left immediately after speaking, without any hesitation.

"Oh... Lingge!"

Despite being pushed by Fang Guanghua, Li Meimei still managed to shout out.

Song Lingge turned around and looked at her with a questioning gaze.

Li Meimei finally mustered up her courage: "Why don't you have dinner with us tonight?"

It seems that Li Meimei was persuaded by Fang Guanghua, and it's clear that this dinner was for Song Lingge.

"No, let's do it another day! I promised Grandma I'd go back for dinner tonight."

There's no reason to knowingly walk into danger when there are tigers ahead.

“You’re good friends, just tell your families. My husband and I invited you sincerely, there’s no need to refuse us, is there?” Fang Guanghua said.

Song Lingge glanced at him, her eyes filled with disdain. She couldn't be bothered to give him a second glance or say a word.

Song Lingge looked at Li Meimei again, staring intently at her as she asked, "Is that what you think too? I told you before I came out that I was going back before dinner, right?"

Li Meimei glanced at her and then looked away, not daring to look at her again. She knew that Song Lingge was giving her a chance, one last chance for their precarious friendship.

Li Meimei almost said, "Let's forget it then, and make it up another time," but Fang Guanghua tapped her from behind, and all the things he had said at the corner just now came back to her.

Finally, Li Meimei reluctantly said, "How about I call Grandma Lin? We've run into each other so coincidentally, let's have a meal together!"

What a coincidence! Where did this coincidence come from?

The two of them had made an appointment; how did it happen?

If you're referring to Fang Guanghua, then he's even less deserving of the title. How did he even meet them? Does he really think everyone's a fool, unable to see through his despicable intentions?

Song Lingge gave Li Meimei a deep look.

No matter how reluctant she was to let go of their previous friendship, given this relationship, she could only say goodbye!

Just as Song Lingge was about to refuse, her arm was grabbed by a hand.

She turned her head, both surprised and delighted, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Qiao Nansheng held her hand tightly and said, oblivious to everyone else, "You messaged me yourself, and you've already forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten, but aren't you still at work?"

After making arrangements with Li Meimei, Song Lingge, adhering to the standards of a perfect girlfriend, informed Qiao Nansheng of her itinerary.

Unexpectedly, this man actually tracked me down here.

"I was worried about you, so I took leave to come over." After saying that, Qiao Nansheng glanced at Fang Guanghua and Li Meimei, "Why... are you both here?"

Song Lingge quickly explained, "I had arranged to go shopping with Li Meimei, but somehow I ran into her husband. They insisted on inviting me to dinner, but I was already planning to go home. I didn't expect to run into you."

"Oh~" Qiao Nansheng drawled out the last syllable, circling around it several times.

Song Lingge's words were particularly intriguing; the words "somehow," "by chance," and "unavoidably" were indeed worth pondering.

However, Li Meimei was feeling the worst right now. Song Lingge had just called her Li Meimei, using her full name, which felt the most distant.

They can never go back to the way things were.

Their previous reconciliation seemed like a last gasp before death.

"What a coincidence! Why don't we have a meal together?" Fang Guanghua said.

Upon hearing this, the other three people were quite surprised.

If he only invited Song Lingge, his intentions were quite clear.

But now that Qiao Nansheng has also arrived, he still insists on having this meal, despite his original intention. What is his purpose?

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng exchanged a knowing glance.

Qiao Nansheng smiled and said, "Alright, then I'll accept your offer."