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

Noticing her strange gaze, Qiao Nansheng realized something and immediately blushed.

He hurriedly waved his hand: "I didn't take the nude photos. I left after you left, otherwise how could I have taken that photo of you with Yu Shaofen and the others?"

Song Lingge thought back for a moment and realized that there seemed to be a photo of three people.

"Who took those nude photos?"

"When I got there, I found that there was a photography enthusiasts' association across the street. It must have been someone from there who took the photo, but I haven't found out who it was yet."

Song Lingge was puzzled: "The matter has been resolved, why bother finding someone to take photos?"

Qiao Nansheng pondered for a moment, then frankly asked, "Didn't you notice anything strange?"

Song Lingge shook her head; she really hadn't noticed anything.

Qiao Nansheng continued to explain, "All the women in those photos are shown from behind; there isn't a single photo of their faces, not even a side profile. Don't you find that strange?"

"Since it was taken secretly, changing the angle wouldn't be difficult, but why are there still only photos of people's backs?"

After Qiao Nansheng said that, Song Lingge also felt that it was indeed a bit strange.

The fact that all the photos show women's backs suggests that the person doesn't want them to be recognized. Who wouldn't want their face to be revealed? The answer is obvious.

But what was her purpose in doing this?

To smear Song Lingge?

After all, Fang Guanghua and Song Lingge were rumored to be dating at that time.

But what good would doing this do her? Would it confirm that her boyfriend was having an affair with another woman?

Even if Fang Guanghua could force Song Lingge to drop out of school, wouldn't he still not be able to escape unscathed?

Song Lingge felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out.

"A photography enthusiasts' association? I've never heard of it before."

"It was just established this semester. I only found out about this new association when I went there."

Back then, cameras were still a rarity, so it was considered a relatively niche hobby.

"After something like this happens, I'm afraid no one will admit to taking the photos."

Qiao Nansheng nodded: "Although that association is not large, it still has more than a dozen members, so it is not easy to investigate. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been without any results for so long."

Song Lingge looked at him and suddenly smiled: "I didn't know you had the potential to be a detective! I wouldn't have thought of these details if you hadn't mentioned them."

Although it was meant to reassure Qiao Nansheng, Song Lingge's words came from the bottom of her heart.

If Qiao Nansheng hadn't brought these details up, she probably wouldn't have realized anything was amiss.

It seems there will be another thing to do when I go back to school next week.

"What about you? Have you discovered anything about your dad?"

Song Lingge shook her head. Song Jianping was too good at disguising himself. He had been busy with house matters when he came home recently, and Zhao Jueyu hadn't mentioned discovering anything.

"By the way, do you know how to fish?"

Song Lingge remembered seeing the small stool in the apartment last time and casually asked.

"Yes, my grandfather likes fishing, and I often go with him on weekends."

"My dad likes fishing too. How about I tell you next time he goes fishing?"

A brilliant idea flashed into my mind.

Qiao Nansheng guessed what she meant, and a handsome smile curved his lips: "Okay, call me when the time comes."

This is a family matter, yet Song Lingge trusts him so much. It's unclear whether she's truly carefree or simply doesn't have much affection for her father.

"Don't you think I'm cold-blooded, secretly investigating my own father?"

Unexpectedly, Song Lingge directly asked the question that was on his mind.

Qiao Nansheng thought for a moment, then looked into the distance like Song Lingge, and said slowly, "This is your family matter, and I shouldn't interfere. I was just worried that you might have such thoughts, but I consider you... a good friend, and I want to help you."

“If your father really cheats on you and you just let it go, then what is your mother? That’s what’s truly cold-blooded.”

"Besides, it's just suspicion now. If we find out the truth, we might be able to clear your father's name."

clean?

Is it really possible that Song Jianping is innocent?

Song Lingge's wariness wasn't solely based on Fang Guanghua's words from her previous life; it was simply because of those words that she became wary.

All those clues during this period have absolutely nothing to do with Song Jianping's innocence.

“My dad is definitely cheating on me, but my mom and I haven’t been able to find out who the other woman is. Now, we want to get concrete evidence of his infidelity to protect my mom’s rightful interests.”

"Now that you've made the decision, don't dwell on it too much. Just follow your plan."

Song Lingge glanced at Qiao Nansheng, and the enthusiasm and sincerity in the young man's eyes burned into her heart.

Although she didn't have much romantic experience in both her lives combined, a man's unwarranted displays of affection towards a woman must indicate that he has feelings for her.

Qiao Nansheng is good, but she has no interest in pursuing relationships anymore.

At least not now.

She couldn't simply accept Qiao Nansheng's kindness without any consideration.

Song Lingge seemed to have made a huge decision before she whispered, "Qiao Nansheng, I... I have too many things to take care of at home, I don't... I don't have any thoughts about dating right now..."

The voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

She kept her head down, not daring to look at Qiao Nansheng at all.

After a while, Qiao Nansheng coughed lightly twice, as if to ease the awkwardness.

"Song Lingge, you don't actually think I like you, do you?"

......

Song Lingge looked up in surprise. What did those words mean?

Qiao Nansheng looked at her with a half-smile, his tone teasing: "Jing Chu is only interested in sports. I discovered through participating in activities with you that we have a good understanding and are quite good partners. So, when you're in trouble, it's natural for me to come to your aid. If this has caused you any misunderstanding, then I apologize!"

Is that right?

Qiao Nansheng looked calm and didn't seem to be lying.

Song Lingge's face was now as red as if it had been burned. She really didn't know why she had brought up such a sensitive topic and made herself lose face for no reason.

Her original intention was not to string Qiao Nansheng along and make him waste his time, but she didn't expect that she was the one who was deluding herself.

"Well, I..."

Qiao Nansheng interrupted her, "Don't feel guilty. You and I are just good friends, nothing more."

Now, Song Lingge was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up, and thus missed the fleeting sadness in the man's eyes.

There's really no such thing as pure friendship between men and women.

Qiao Nansheng simply didn't want Song Lingge to carry too many emotions.

He had already waited a long time, and didn't mind waiting a little longer.

"Song Lingge, although I am very handsome and have made you drool, please restrain yourself. We are just like-minded allies, so please don't cross the line."

The mockery in Qiao Nansheng's eyes made Song Lingge forget everything that had just happened, and her embarrassment turned into rage.

When did I ever drool over you?