When Song Lingge saw the entrance to the cement factory, she felt a sense of astonishment, as if she had returned to a past life.

Xinghua Cement Plant.

In his previous life, Fang Guanghua also named the cement factory he contracted this one.

"How is it? It looks pretty good, right?" Fang Guanghua asked with a smile.

He had previously followed the same path as Song Lingge and opened a restaurant, but it failed not long afterward.

During that time, he was extremely discouraged. Seeing the explosive popularity of Song Shi Ji made him even more inferior.

The more intense his obsession with Song Lingge became, the deeper it grew.

Later, on the recommendation of his drinking buddies, he contracted the cement factory and did a pretty good job of it. Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded.

The success of the cement plant greatly boosted Fang Guanghua's confidence.

When Zhou Songmei planned to act as matchmaker, he felt it was an excellent opportunity. Perhaps he could win over his father-in-law and also take things further with Song Lingge.

His lust for Song Lingge never died.

"So you were able to tolerate Zhou Songmei giving you such a huge green hat, all for the sake of Nanzhou Middle School's business?" Song Lingge said with a smile.

She genuinely found it hilarious. If Fang Guanghua also knew about his past life, wouldn't he feel a pang of regret?

It turns out that Song Jianping had helped him buy Xinghua Cement Plant, and the Nanzhou Middle School project was also his for the taking without any effort.

Isn't it quite heartbreaking to have to pay such a high price in this lifetime?

Fang Guanghua didn't understand what Song Lingge was thinking, but he felt that her smile contained jealousy and a hint of envy.

He felt that Song Lingge was about to accept his advances, but then she suddenly became indifferent.

It's possible that she discovered his affair with Zhou Songmei, which is why she resolutely left.

What else could this be but jealousy?

"I heard that your father..." Fang Guanghua hesitated whether to say it.

To be honest, when he first heard the news from Zhou Songmei, he couldn't believe it. But after verifying it, he suddenly felt that he was no longer unworthy of Song Lingge.

He had been married and came from a poor family, but Song Lingge's situation wasn't much better, as her father was in prison.

In a sense, they were a good match.

Song Lingge had nothing left to be proud of; her father's imprisonment alone was a stain on her life.

Song Lingge's expression changed instantly, and she stared at him coldly: "You called me here just to say this?"

"No, don't worry about it. I was just worried about you and wanted to comfort you."

"unnecessary!"

Song Lingge rushed to the hospital after receiving a call from Jing Chu. She didn't expect that this was a trap set by Fang Guanghua to lure her out.

So, on her way home after saying goodbye to Qiao Nansheng, she almost bumped into Fang Guanghua's car by sheer coincidence.

When she realized this, she didn't intend to pay any attention to Fang Guanghua. But Fang Guanghua gave her a reason she couldn't refuse, so she followed him.

Fang Guanghua handed Song Lingge a bottle of water: "Whether you need it or not, my concern will always remain."

Song Lingge felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, so she took a sip of water to soothe her stomach.

In both his past and present lives, Fang Guanghua has relied on his silver tongue to deceive many women into willingly risking their lives for him.

Having seen through all of this, Song Lingge now felt utterly disgusted.

"You know Li Meimei's personality. Are you really not afraid that she'll bite your nose again? I'm afraid that if she bites you again next time, you won't be able to keep your nose."

Fang Guanghua touched his nose; he could still feel the marks of the scars.

However, this man has no memory; he forgets the pain once the wound heals.

He chuckled: "So you were worried about me."

Song Lingge: "..."

It's true what they say, "If we don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much."

Fang Guanghua said to himself, "If you're willing, I can divorce Li Meimei right away. I never had any feelings for her. You know what happened back then; I was harmed by her."

Song Lingge: "..."

I really don't know how this man has the nerve to say such things. He can't control his lower body and can still say that others are to blame. Who could possibly force him into bed?

Song Lingge was truly shocked by his shamelessness.

"Lingge, believe me. I'm sincere towards you, otherwise I wouldn't have pursued you for so long."

"You really have the nerve to say that? You pursued me not because of Zhou Songmei, but because of whether you were sincere or not?"

Song Lingge interrupted Fang Guanghua's "heartfelt confession," because if she listened to him any longer, she would throw up her dinner from the night before.

"You really don't believe me!" Fang Guanghua exclaimed innocently. "If I didn't truly like you, why would I have pursued you for so long just because of her request? It must be because I like you!"

Song Lingge: "..."

Fang Guanghua planned to seize the opportunity to continue explaining his true feelings.

But Song Lingge had no patience to listen to his nonsense.

"I didn't come with you to listen to your nonsense. Didn't you say you knew about the day Xia Jiaojiao had her accident?"

Fang Guanghua used this reason to lure Song Lingge over.

The root cause of Zhang Binbin's troubles was probably his investigation into Xia Jiaojiao's death.

Fang Guanghua was certain that Song Lingge also wanted to know about this, so he deliberately said that he knew the inside story.

Unfortunately, Song Lingge really wanted to know.

The feud between her and Fang Xingxing was a matter from a past life; one cannot use the sins of a past life to punish someone in this life.

Then punish him with the sins of this life.

Fang Guanghua's gaze shifted slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

“You saw me at Deyunlou that day, didn’t you?”

"So what? When you called me here just now, you said you knew where Xia Jiaojiao went afterward." Song Lingge's expression hardened.

Fang Guanghua's gaze just now was all too clear to her. This man had deliberately used that excuse to lure her here, but now he wanted to deny it.

At that moment, Song Lingge suddenly had a feeling that Xia Jiaojiao's death might really be related to Fang Guanghua.

However, she couldn't understand Fang Guanghua's motive for harming Xia Jiaojiao.

As far as she knew, they didn't have any particular hatred for each other.

What exactly happened that night that made Fang Guanghua want to kill Xia Jiaojiao?

"Did I say that? How come I don't know?" Fang Guanghua suddenly moved closer to Song Lingge, almost touching her.

Song Lingge was startled and took several steps back.

What tricks is this shameless man playing?

"It seems I was too trusting. I shouldn't have listened to you." Song Lingge decided not to linger and turned to leave.

Fang Guanghua ran up to her in a few steps and stopped her: "You're wrong. It's not that you shouldn't have listened to me, it's that you should have listened to me from the beginning."

"Get out of my way, I really don't want to hear a single word you have to say."

"Why should I move aside? Do you think you can still get away?"

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