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

But you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want.

The security guard shouldn't make accusations against someone just because of their back view; one should be kind and considerate.

"I only saw his back, so I can't be too sure. What happened?"

"Sir, I'm my parents' only daughter, and I don't know this person. My mother's body is barely cold, and my father won't let me stay at his house; he wants me to go stay with my maternal grandparents. So much has happened these past few days, I'm very worried..."

Song Lingge's words seemed incoherent, but they contained a great deal of information.

The security guard stared wide-eyed the whole time he heard her.

"Your dad won't let you go home? Is this woman his mistress?"

Song Lingge nodded and then shook her head, looking extremely aggrieved, with a face that naturally evoked pity.

"I don't know if she's a mistress or not, but my dad really won't let me come back to live here. Sir, if you don't believe me, you can observe for a while. I'm not lying."

As a security guard at Hele Manor, observing this kind of thing is a piece of cake. I can even enjoy the gossip during my time off work. Why not?

"Oh! How pitiful!"

The biological mother died, and the biological father wouldn't let his daughter live in the house. What a human tragedy!

Song Lingge winked at Qiao Nansheng. At first, Qiao Nansheng didn't understand, but when Song Lingge patted the car door, he suddenly realized.

Qiao Nansheng took out the two boxes of Hongtashan cigarettes and handed them to the back of the store with a puzzled look.

Song Lingge quickly took the cigarette and stuffed it into the security guard's hand.

"Girl, what are you doing?" The cigarette was so hot that the security guard quickly pushed it back.

"Sir, please take this! I don't need your help. It's just a small request: please don't tell anyone about me secretly following my dad. I know it was wrong, but..."

“Daughter, what’s wrong with what you did? The one who’s wrong is your dad. Children who lose their mothers are pitiful. Even their biological fathers become stepfathers.”

"My surname is Sun. I'm a security guard here. From now on, I'll keep an eye on your house for you."

Grandpa Sun is a very warm-hearted person and has a strong sense of justice.

Song Lingge stuffed the Hongtashan cigarettes into Grandpa Sun's pocket: "Grandpa Sun, thank you so much. There's nothing good in the car, just these cigarettes, which my uncle often smokes. Take two packs."

Hongtashan is a good cigarette. Grandpa Sun has never smoked such good cigarettes before, so he's a little embarrassed to accept it.

“Girl, I’m not helping you for any benefit. I just feel sorry for you and want to help you as much as I can.”

“Uncle Sun, I’m not giving you cigarettes to bribe you, I’m just grateful for your kindness. I have to go to school, and my dad won’t let me move back. If I follow him, he might find out one day. It’s kind of you to help me, so you have to accept these cigarettes no matter what.”

After being showered with compliments, Grandpa Sun couldn't refuse.

"Then, I'll accept it!"

Song Lingge wrote down her phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to Grandpa Sun.

"Grandpa, this is my maternal grandfather's phone number. If you find anything wrong, call this number."

At this moment, Song Jianping and Zhou Songmei came downstairs.

Song Jianping put his hand on Zhou Songmei's shoulder, and the two walked out of the community chatting and laughing.

Qiao Nansheng quickly took out his camera and snapped several photos in quick succession.

The three people in the car looked at each other, all of them having the habit of feeling embarrassed for others.

Although they were arm in arm, they didn't look sleazy.

The relationship between godfather and goddaughter is plausible. But this is because Song Lingge is aware of their relationship.

In Grandpa Sun's eyes, these two are as incomprehensible as clapping in the street.

His wife had only been dead for a few days, yet he was already strutting around with his mistress.

They moved to a new house, but they won't let their own daughter come home to live with them.

Grandpa Sun said indignantly, "This is outrageous, daughter. I'll let you know immediately if anything happens to your family in the future. What kind of father is this?"

Song Lingge smiled helplessly, looking extremely pitiful and even more pathetic.

“Uncle Sun, we’ll be going now. Since we have time off today, I’ll follow him a little longer. You’re so helpful, but remember not to be impulsive and don’t expose yourself.”

Grandpa Sun nodded knowingly: "Don't worry about what I'm doing, I know what I'm doing. But you two must be careful and not expose yourselves. When a middle-aged man gets ruthless, he's capable of anything. Daughter, listen to my advice, don't think that just because he's your father he won't harm you. You need to be more careful and protect yourself."

Song Lingge nodded, thanking the kind old man she had never met before.

However, she's quite cunning!

After saying goodbye to Grandpa Sun, Qiao Nansheng once again took on the role of his personal driver and drove away from Hele Manor.

After thinking for a moment, Song Lingge realized that making money was the priority, and she needed to buy a car as soon as possible for convenience.

"Now you know what I'm buying cigarettes for, right?" Song Lingge asked.

Qiao Nansheng nodded: "Yes, it was a bribe to the old security guard."

Song Lingge glared at him angrily. He was, after all, a high-ranking official's son who was out of touch with reality and didn't understand even the most basic social etiquette.

Why should someone help you if you're not related to them?

To obtain useful information, you have to pay the corresponding price.

"You're too inexperienced. You'll have to learn more from me in the future!"

Qiao Nansheng frowned unhappily: "Didn't you just introduce me to others as your uncle? I'm already an uncle, why would I need to learn anything from you?"

Song Lingge glanced at Qiao Nansheng's face, but he didn't seem angry. Instead, he adopted a lecturing tone.

"You don't understand, do you? I'm doing this for your own good. Do you think a student from a prestigious university like you would smoke? Making up a relatively believable identity is essential for navigating the world. Besides, mentioning that you smoke casually shows that we didn't do it on purpose, which increases credibility."

Qiao Nansheng gave Song Lingge a deep look.

What? Do you think I'm scary?

"They're over there." Qiao Nansheng didn't answer, but moved the car to the middle of the road, using the car next to him as cover.

Song Jianping and Zhou Songmei strolled leisurely, looking quite content, and went into a restaurant.

Song Lingge looked away. She had already obtained the clues she wanted today, so there was no point in continuing to follow them.

Her current problem is that the police can't find anything and won't file a case. How can she punish this adulterous couple?

After all, infidelity is merely a moral issue.

But what she wanted was more than just their disgrace.

She wanted to settle all the scores with them, both from their past and present lives.

"Cuckoo-"

Song Lingge glanced at Qiao Nansheng. She had been so busy today that she had forgotten she hadn't eaten yet.

Qiao Nansheng pouted: "This is something I can't control."

Seeing his red face, Song Lingge found it funny, and also kind of cute.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner, just the two of us, is that alright?"