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

The next morning.

"Are you sure you want to wrap it up like this?" Qiao Nansheng's expression was very strange, he was trying so hard not to laugh that he was internally injured.

"Uh... just say what you want to say." What Song Lingge actually wanted to say was, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't hold it in."

In the end, to save her face, Qiao Nansheng suppressed a laugh and asked, "Why are you wrapped up like this?"

Song Lingge looked at her left hand, which was wrapped up like a bear's paw, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You don't understand, this way it's more noticeable, everyone can see that my hand is injured."

"Everyone who ate with you today knows you're injured. Isn't this just pointless? You'll definitely be laughed at by Jingchu. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Song Lingge gave him a look that said, "You don't understand," and said, "Why would I be afraid of him laughing at me?"

Qiao Nansheng looked at the thickly wrapped bear paw and reached out to unwrap it for her.

Song Lingge immediately withdrew her hand and asked warily, "What are you going to do?"

"The bandage is too thick, it's not breathable, and it's not good for wound healing. Let me loosen it a little bit for you."

"No, if it's wrapped too thinly, they won't take it seriously."

"Whose attention should this attract?"

You'll find out soon enough!

"That won't work either. I'll re-wrap it for you, looser and more fluffy, so it will look thicker and bigger."

"Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Song Lingge, still somewhat doubtful, extended her hand to Qiao Nansheng and repeatedly emphasized, "It must be wrapped up as big as it is now."

"Okay, I promise."

When Song Lingge throws a tantrum, Qiao Nansheng can only coax her.

After finally wrapping it up again, Song Lingge gave Qiao Nansheng a thumbs-up with satisfaction.

"Let's go, it's our treat, let's not keep them waiting."

Soon, the two arrived at Song Shi Ji.

Upon arriving at the private room on the second floor, Song Lingge heard Jing Chu's exaggerated laughter before she even stepped inside.

"Hahaha, Song, you're exaggerating! You're not a beauty anymore, you're a polar bear! Hahaha..."

However, Jing Chu's laughter didn't last long before he was punched on both sides, one by Qiao Nansheng and the other by Yu Shaofen.

Song Lingge proudly raised her hand, wrapped like a bear's paw, high in the air and deliberately waved it in front of Jing Chu.

"Fine, you're the boss today, I can't afford to mess with you." After saying that, Jing Chu became even more depressed.

Among this group of people, he always seemed to be at the bottom of the food chain.

Song Lingge glanced around the room: "Xiuxiu hasn't arrived yet?"

“She said there was some traffic on the way and she’d be a little late,” Yu Shaofen replied. “But why are you in such a hurry to treat us? You just got injured, why don’t you stay home and rest? I was even saying I was going to visit you today!”

Song Lingge winked at her and said, "It's such a small injury, it's not that serious."

"You know it's just a minor injury, yet you bandaged it up so prominently," Jing Chu muttered to himself, this being his last act of defiance.

"Is it just the few of us? Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we've all been together like this. It's all Xiuxiu's fault," Yu Shaofen said.

Song Lingge chimed in, "It's all Xiuxiu's fault."

Her eyes kept darting around, and Qiao Nansheng sighed helplessly, thinking that someone was going to be in trouble today.

“But I also called my cousin, and he said he’d come up later and is helping out downstairs now,” Song Lingge added.

Yu Shaofen leaned closer to her and whispered, "Is your cousin with Xiuxiu?"

That's enough; those who understand, understand.

Song Lingge nodded and exchanged a glance with Yu Shaofen; the two instantly understood each other.

Jing Chu approached Qiao Nansheng, but Qiao Nansheng pushed her away in disgust.

"Women are just gossipy."

The room was only so big, and even though everyone was speaking in hushed tones, they could still be heard.

As soon as Jing Chu spoke, he immediately received two piercing stares.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened today, the traffic was terrible," Zhang Xiuxiu's voice came through.

Jing Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Xiuxiu's arrival was perfectly timed; with her here, he was no longer the primary target.

Sure enough, Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen put on airs and deliberately ignored Zhang Xiuxiu, perfectly capturing their affected mannerisms.

Zhang Xiuxiu was a little confused. She looked at Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu for help, but the two men were henpecked. They could only pretend to be deaf and dumb until their woman spoke.

Poor Zhang Xiuxiu walked up to Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen with a pitiful expression.

"Lingge, are you upset that I didn't come to see you? Actually, I took the day off yesterday and was planning to come see you with Shaofen today. Shaofen, don't you think so?"

Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen turned to the other side in tacit agreement, still ignoring her.

Zhang Xiuxiu was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Song Lingge stretched out her left hand and said in a pretentious manner, "Left hand, oh left hand, do you know that it's all because you have so much influence? It's only because you were injured that someone was able to come out and meet you."

"Yeah, every time I ask someone out, they say they're busy with work. I don't know if they're really busy or just pretending," Yu Shaofen said sarcastically.

Zhang Xiuxiu then realized that the two women were deliberately trying to cause trouble for her.

She squeezed onto the double sofa, putting her arms around one of them.

"I'm really busy with work. This dead job pays little, is demanding, and is far from home. I'm suffering terribly. As soon as I got my internship stamp, I ran away immediately."

"Wow, Xiuxiu, that rhyme is really good." Jing Chu praised sincerely.

The next second, he received two more dagger-like glares.

Jing Chu reluctantly shut his mouth.

He glanced at the nonchalant Qiao Nansheng and genuinely felt that Qiao Nansheng was more capable. He had initially thought Qiao Nansheng was unapproachable by women, but it turned out he was actually a master of disguise, understanding women far better than he did.

Jing Chu secretly vowed that he should consult Qiao Nansheng more often in the future to avoid accidentally hurting himself.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. I admit I was wrong. How about I treat you today?" Zhang Xiuxiu said.

Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen exchanged a glance, and Yu Shaofen said, "Lingge, this person is just different. Now that she's the boss's wife, she speaks with more confidence than you, a small business owner."

Song Lingge laughed and said, "That's right, I, the small boss, will have to take a backseat from now on."

Zhang Xiuxiu blushed deeply with embarrassment: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You little brat, why don't you confess? You've kept this from us for so long."

"What am I hiding from you?" Zhang Xiuxiu said no, but her voice sounded weak and lacked any confidence.

Just then, Chen Bingfeng came in carrying the dishes: "The dishes are here. What are you all talking about?"

Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu stood up to help set the table.

Song Lingge laughed and joked, "We didn't talk about anything, we were interrogating a prisoner."

Chen Bingfeng was confused, but knew Song Lingge was joking: "Where did this prisoner come from?"

Everyone in the room except Zhang Xiuxiu stared at him, saying nothing.

Startled by this scene, Chen Bingfeng stammered, pointing at himself and asking, "I, I, I'm talking about myself?"