Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption
Chapter 120 - 90: Movements of Various Parties_2

Chapter 120: Chapter 90: Movements of Various Parties_2

Everyone sees me as principled and unyielding, but there are times when I feel helpless too. Being inflexible can only lead to one outcome—harming oneself and being unable to help others.

From the day Luo Ye and Luo Feng saved Song Meng, we’ve been in the same boat as Mayor Luo. Therefore, no matter which path he chooses, I will choose to walk it with him.

If he deviates from his original way of doing things, I’ll risk it all to offer counsel. Not for others, but even for the sake of Luo Ye and Luo Feng, I must do this. Wife, I hope you can support my decision.

Wang Qi nodded: "After all, it was Ye’er and Feng’er who pulled us back from the brink of death; jumping back in with them doesn’t matter."

"Don’t be so pessimistic, and remember, you must never reveal this kind of emotion in front of Secretary Liu and Mayor Yang." Song Fangzheng was dead serious.

Wang Qi sighed: "I know, I’m just talking to you, really wishing I didn’t know anything and didn’t have to worry about all this."

"Actually, I feel like Mayor Luo is aware of some things. Let’s wait and see; perhaps we can help him." Song Fangzheng furrowed his brow: "These two ways of helping will lead to the situation developing in two different directions. But rest assured, my principle is never to abet tyranny. I believe Mayor Luo won’t put me in a difficult position."

"Dad, Mom, I’m going to sleep if there’s nothing else," Song Meng’s voice came from outside the door.

Wang Qi opened the door: "Mengmeng, come in for a moment."

"Dad, Mom, what’s wrong?" Song Meng, seeing both his parents with serious expressions, was puzzled.

Wang Qi affectionately touched her son’s head: "Mengmeng, do you like your current job?"

"It’s okay," Song Meng said, even more confused.

"If..." Wang Qi hesitated for a moment: "I mean, if one day you lose this job and have to start over, what would you do, Mengmeng?"

"Mom, Dad, what exactly has happened?"

Song Fangzheng waved his hand: "Nothing has happened. Your mom caught a cold and is feverish, feeling a bit sentimental. Go back to your room and sleep."

"Really nothing?" Song Meng looked skeptical.

"Really nothing, go rest."

After Song Meng left, looking back in half-belief every three steps, Wang Qi frowned: "Old Song, what kind of thing is that to say? What do you mean by me being feverish and overly sentimental? I’m just giving our son a heads-up in case he really faces a tough situation one day and doesn’t know how to handle it."

"You’re under too much psychological pressure; things aren’t as serious as you think. Anyway, I’ll have a talk with Mayor Luo as soon as possible. Your current state is really worrying me." Song Fangzheng comforted his wife by touching her head: "Get some sleep. I’ll talk to Mayor Luo next week so we’ll have a clearer picture, okay?"

"Okay," Wang Qi obediently nodded: "That’s why it’s said that ignorance is bliss. It’s better to be a fool."

Song Fangzheng: "..."

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"Huff..." After finishing the last move, Luo Ye exhaled deeply, wiping the sweat from her face and collapsing on the soft mat on the floor.

Song Qiu hummed as he licked her neck, and Luo Ye giggled as she picked up the little creature: "Daring to take advantage of me, you little rascal, looking for a beating?"

"Chirp chirp..." Dou Dou came over and obediently lay beside Luo Ye, very well-behaved.

"Oh oh um um..." The little creature Luo Ye was holding had an indescribable look of grievance in its eyes as it kicked its little legs and whimpered. Oddly enough, Little Songqiu didn’t bark "woof woof" but often made cooing and grunting sounds, which was extremely adorable.

Luo Ye giggled as she pinched Little Songqiu’s soft little belly: "You bad guy, always playing the victim." She was met with another bout of grunts.

Noticing that it was past one in the morning, Luo Ye quickly put the little creature beside Dou Dou: "Sleep snuggled with brother; I’m going to take a shower."

Dou Dou obediently stretched out a leg and a wing to hold Song Qiu down. Little Song Qiu was clearly accustomed to this way of sleeping and obediently closed his little eyes.

"Good babies!" pleased, Luo Ye patted the two treasures and went to the bathroom.

After showering, feeling a bit thirsty, she went to the kitchen for a glass of water. Passing by the study, she heard voices inside. Luo Ye treaded softly closer.

"Zhenggang, the qualifications of these companies are barely passable. If any quality issues arise, you’ll bear a huge responsibility." That was Song Fangzheng’s voice. The study’s soundproofing was decent, but in the quiet of the early morning, Luo Ye could distinguish the words clearly as her ear touched the door.