Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Song Tingting pulled the blanket up, tucked her chin in, and her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

"Don't make wild guesses," Song Tingting whispered back.

"I wasn't just guessing."

Chang Ping smiled knowingly, "His eyes are glued to you. No matter who comes closer, it won't work; he's just staring at you."

Mao Qiaozhen chimed in from the side:

"Sister Changping is right. Brother Lei is incredibly cold to others, but when he speaks to you, his voice drops eight octaves."

Song Tingting took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the heat on her face.

She rolled over and lay flat on her back, looking at the ceiling.

"He did confess his feelings to me today," Song Tingting said calmly. "He said he wanted to truly pursue me."

Chang Ping and Mao Qiaozhen were so excited they almost sat up in bed.

"This is wonderful news!"

Chang Ping rolled over. "Brother Lei's conditions are unmatched. He has a strong family background, he's capable, and most importantly, he's good-looking. Did you agree?"

Song Tingting did not answer immediately.

She closed her eyes, and Lei Li's face flashed through her mind.

"I don't dislike him." Song Tingting opened her eyes. "I also admit that I have a very strong bias towards soldiers."

She thought of her brother, Song Xiangdong.

She recalled the thrilling yet tender stories her sister-in-law, Shen Huijun, had told her.

Those passionate and intense love stories.

She admired it and thought it was beautiful.

But she knew she was not Shen Huijun.

"I have a loving mother, a loving brother and sister-in-law, and I was able to get into university smoothly."

Song Tingting's tone was unusually calm, "Fate is fair. You've gained so much here, you're bound to lose something there."

I don't think I'm lucky enough to have everything go my way. I've never had any unrealistic fantasies about marriage.

Chang Ping was stunned.

She had expected to hear a romantic story of mutual affection.

But I didn't expect this kind of analysis.

"Brother Lei is excellent in every way. He has a stable job, a simple family life, and impeccable character."

Most importantly, he handles troublesome matters very decisively and never drags things out.

Song Tingting continued speaking.

The logic was so clear that it didn't seem like they were talking about feelings at all.

It's more like discussing the pros and cons of a business deal.

"I've thought it over carefully. The most important thing in marriage is that both people have the same bottom line and can communicate smoothly."

Song Tingting turned her head to look at her two sisters who were completely stunned.

"There wasn't that kind of passionate love between us, and I wasn't even sure if I would really fall in love with him."

But I don't rule out living a life of mutual respect and courtesy. He truly is a perfect marriage partner. I even just thought about having children with him.

She immediately reacted negatively when she thought about having a child with Zhao Ziheng instead.

Mao Qiaozhen opened her mouth wide, but couldn't utter a single word.

It took Chang Ping a long time to find her voice.

"Tingting, what's wrong with your brain? This is the first time I've heard a girl calculate her life's most important matter so clearly. This isn't dating, it's more rational than signing a contract."

"Feelings will eventually be worn down by life."

Song Tingting tugged at the blanket, turned over, and faced away from them. "But character and a sense of responsibility won't. So, you need to find a very good and responsible partner to marry. Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

She closed her eyes.

Lei Li's hug at the alley entrance today suddenly popped into my mind.

It did make her panic for a moment.

But it only lasted for a moment.

Reason quickly regained its footing.

That night.

Some people sleep soundly all night, while others toss and turn and can't get a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning.

Someone knocked on the Lei family's door.

Qian Wanru, wearing a bright red woolen coat and carrying a bag of fruit, stood at the door peeking in.

Aunt Liu had just opened the door.

She squeezed in.

"Aunt Liu, is Brother Li home?" Qian Wanru asked with a smile.

Lei Ligang came down from the second floor with his car keys in his hand. When he saw Qian Wanru, his brows furrowed.

"Brother Li!"

Qian Wanru, with her sharp eyes, said, "Why are you hiding? I came here specifically to find you today."

"I'm busy." Lei Li walked past her.

Qian Wanru followed behind, her voice filled with grievance:

"I just wanted to borrow a few books from you, do you have to be so cold?"

Lei Li stopped in his tracks.

"I don't think there's any need to pay attention to you, given how you treated my girlfriend yesterday." Lei Li's tone was curt, showing no mercy. "The door's over there. Goodbye."

Qian Wanru's eyes suddenly reddened.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Lei Li, we grew up in the same compound. Don't you care about that at all?"

Lei Li sneered.

"What kind of childhood bond do we have?" He pointed to the door. "There are so many people my age in the compound. Do I have a bond with every single one of them? If you're looking for my mom, go upstairs and knock on her door. I don't have time to waste here talking nonsense with you."

Done.

Lei Li strode towards the entrance, changed his shoes, and went out.

The living room fell silent.

Grandpa Lei and Grandma Lei were sitting on the sofa.

They glanced at each other.

The elderly couple moved in remarkably unison.

Grandpa Lei picked up his teacup, and Grandma Lei picked up her newspaper. Without saying a word, they tiptoed to the backyard.

If you can't afford to offend them, you can at least avoid them.

Lei's mother on the second floor heard everything clearly.

She sighed and came downstairs.

That brat, he has no sense of decency when he speaks.

Although she also disliked Qian Wanru's sticky and clingy manner, it wasn't good to make the situation so tense.

However, compared to Qian Wanru, she felt that Song Tingting was better in every way.

They don't care about stealing men.

She is steady in her actions and speaks with confidence; this is the kind of daughter-in-law the Lei family needs.

"Wanru," Lei's mother said with a smile, "You're here so early?"

When Qian Wanru saw Lei's mother, she could no longer hold back her tears.

It fell down with a pattering sound.

"Aunt Lei..." she said, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Lei's mother walked over, reached out and took her arm, and patted the back of her hand.

"Alright, stop crying. My son has always been a troublemaker. From now on, just pretend he doesn't exist when you see him."

Lei's mother coaxed her, "With his dog-like temper, even the dog in our family wouldn't like him. Anyone who likes him is truly unlucky."

She verbally belittled her son, making him seem worthless.

Lei's mother was thinking to herself.

My son is fine. It's just that he's not a good match for you. He and Tingting are a better match.

"But I still really like Brother Li," Qian Wanru muttered unwillingly.

Lei's mother pretended not to hear this.

He forcefully changed the subject: "I'm actually going to visit your mom at the department store today. Come on, let's go to your house together."

Without further ado.

Lei's mother pulled Qian Wanru towards the door.

11:00 AM.

Lei Li parked the jeep at the entrance of the alley.

Song Tingting just walked out of the courtyard.

I saw Lei Li.

She walked over quickly.

"Have you been waiting long?" Song Tingting asked.

"Just arrived." Lei Li's eyes sparkled as he stared at her. "Want to eat?"

"Okay."

Song Tingting pointed to the entrance of the alley, "There's a newly opened Northeastern Chinese restaurant nearby, let's go there to eat."

Lei Li couldn't help but smile.

After what we said in the car yesterday, she not only didn't avoid me, but also took the initiative to suggest we have dinner.

"Tingting, do you agree?" Lei Li asked, unable to resist, as he walked beside her.

Song Tingting slowed her pace.

There was no immediate response.

The two entered a Northeastern Chinese restaurant and sat down by the window.

The waiter brought the menu, and Song Tingting casually ordered two dishes before handing the menu to Lei Li.

Lei Li added another stew pot.

Pour in hot water.

Song Tingting held the water glass in both hands and looked up at Lei Li across from her.

"Brother Lei, I know a woman named Cong Ying. She's a very skilled doctor," Song Tingting said.

"At the time, she was dating a guy from a three-generation family in Beijing. His family strongly opposed it, and his mother even humiliated her more than once, saying that she was trying to climb the social ladder by marrying into their family."