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

Song Lingge then recounted what she had seen at school.

"If they have nothing to hide, why don't they tell the truth? They clearly met on the first day of school."

Song Lingge thought Zhao Jueyu would be very surprised and sad, but she just smiled faintly.

Zhao Jueyu's nonchalant attitude hurt Song Lingge.

Could it be that they made up recently because of the house purchase issue?

Is Zhao Jueyu no longer planning to divorce Song Jianping?

In that short span of breath, eight hundred thoughts flashed through Song Lingge's mind.

Seeing her furrowed brows, Zhao Jueyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling aggrieved today?"

Song Lingge's eyes lit up: "You did this on purpose today? You knew all along?"

Zhao Jueyu shook her head, met Song Lingge's expectant gaze, and sorted out her thoughts.

"It's a fact that your dad cheated on you. Does it really matter who he was with? I've been thinking about this a lot lately: even if I catch the other woman in the act, what can I do? Argue with her, beat her up?"

“In my heart, my feelings for your father faded the moment I found out he was having an affair. When I look at this relationship from the sidelines, all I feel is sorry for myself and I just want to get back everything I deserve. As for your father and that mistress, I don’t care.”

“Zhou Songmei, I’ve been sponsoring her for so many years. When she was little a few years ago, she would write a letter every semester. Looking at her childish handwriting always reminded me of you, so I also had some feelings for her. Later, when she grew up, she stopped writing letters, but she would call a few times every year.”

"Since I started making phone calls, I feel like I've lost that innocence I had as a child. I wonder if you understand that feeling."

Song Lingge inherited Zhao Jueyu's traits; both mother and daughter were quintessential artistic and melancholic young women in their youth.

Therefore, she could appreciate that the genuine feelings expressed between the lines were more down-to-earth and touching.

"Then why are you being so affectionate this time, even recognizing me as your goddaughter? Aren't you enough with me?" Song Lingge said coquettishly.

"We've never met, and we only talk on the phone a few times a year. How close do you think we can be? It's just for show. Besides..."

Zhao Jueyu hesitated for a moment and stopped talking.

"And what?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Jueyu didn't want to talk about it, and Song Lingge didn't want to force her. As long as she knew that her mother wasn't a naive and innocent girl, that was enough.

"It's your business if you don't want to find out the truth, but I will continue to investigate. Regardless of whether I'm held accountable or not, I can't just admit I'm clueless."

Song Lingge made her stance clear, and Zhao Jueyu couldn't stop her.

He gave a slight smile, but it was a shallow smile, clearly tinged with bitterness.

"Investigate as you see fit, just don't put yourself in a dangerous situation. That Zhou Songmei may look gentle and innocent, but she's actually very cunning. Be careful."

"You even fooled me today. I thought you were really being deceived by her."

Zhao Jueyu patted her head: "Do you really think your mother is a naive and innocent girl? I've seen all her tricks before. Besides, I always feel that she's trying to curry favor with me, and also intentionally or unintentionally trying to sow discord between us."

Song Lingge had a headache, but after hearing Zhao Jueyu's words, she was surprised and gave her a thumbs up: "Old ginger is spicier. I thought you hadn't figured it out."

Zhao Jueyu rubbed the spot where she had just been patted again: "This is only our first meeting, don't go too far. You are my own flesh and blood, how can you so easily sow discord? Besides, even if you have a thousand faults, you are still my treasure, and I won't allow others to gossip about you."

It's so good to have a mom.

In their past lives, both Zhao Jueyu and Song Lingge were aloof and reserved. In addition, Song Lingge grew up with Lin Xiuzhi, so while the relationship between the mother and daughter wasn't bad, they weren't particularly close.

In this life, the two have opened up to each other and share common goals, making it a thousand times better than their previous life.

"Mom has been blind all her life and never listens to advice, so she misjudged people. You must open your eyes wide and make sure you don't have any more entanglements with that Fang Guanghua you mentioned last time."

"Mom~"

Song Lingge was really about to vomit blood. How did this all end up involving Fang Guanghua?

However, in order to comfort Zhao Jueyu, she told him everything about Li Meimei's pregnancy and miscarriage, as well as Fang Guanghua's current situation.

"Tell me, do you really think your daughter would be interested in someone like him?"

"Besides Fang Guanghua, are there any other people in the school pursuing you? If so, you have to tell me."

"Okay, okay, if I want to be in a relationship, I'll definitely tell you first."

Having received Song Lingge's assurance, Zhao Jueyu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Lingge was telling the truth, but as she said these words, she was thinking of someone else.

This person entered her mind so brazenly without any prior notice.

The mother and daughter chatted for a while before Song Jianping returned.

Before Zhao Jueyu and the others could ask anything, Song Jianping said, "There are very few buses at night, so it took quite a long time. I had to change buses several times to get back."

“Xiao Zhou gets carsick; she dozed off as soon as she got on the bus. After I dropped her off at school, I gave her the hundred yuan you gave me, but she refused to take it.”

"So, was it given in the end?" Song Lingge suddenly blurted out.

Song Jianping didn't think anything of it and said, "I put it in her bag, but she kept refusing. This child is really sensible and pitiful, so we should give her whatever we can. Lingge, you should help her out more at school in the future!"

Song Lingge smiled and said, "What can I do to help her at school? We're not even in the same department. Besides, she's so well-behaved, how could she possibly cause trouble? And even if she did, would I fight for her?"

Song Jianping was speechless, but Song Lingge's words were hard to fault.

“Xiao Zhou is indeed sensible, but don’t cause trouble for Ling Ge. She’s almost a senior and will have to do an internship. Even if she doesn’t do an internship, there’s the exchange program, and a ton of other things to do! Are you only concerned about others and not your own daughter?”

“We’ll invite her over for meals often, and give her some money or buy her clothes every now and then. You’re just helping someone out; do you really expect her to treat you like your own daughter and take care of you in your old age?”

Zhao Jueyu stated the facts in a half-joking, nonchalant manner, leaving Song Jianping speechless.

The mother and daughter were both eloquent, and more importantly, what they said made sense. Even though Song Jianping felt aggrieved, he could only keep it to himself.

No matter how good Zhou Songmei is, she can't compare to Song Lingge.

Moreover, when Song Lingge appeared on TV last time, everyone she met praised his daughter for being successful. She was praised wherever she went, which made him very happy.