The old man of the Song family was astute enough to discern Song Zishan's reaction. He could see through her intentions with just a glance. Moreover, Zhou Hengyang had always been dependable. If there were no issues, he wouldn't have sent him directly.
"Grandpa, how could he be associated with me?" Song Zishan shook her head in denial. "I don't even know him."
Caught in a panic, Song Zishan failed to notice the disappointment flicker across her grandfather's eyes.
As the eldest daughter of the Song family, she was expected to conduct herself with grace and acknowledge her mistakes. Even if she were in the wrong, it was better to admit it than to feign ignorance.
Zishan excelled in many areas, but magnanimity was not one of them. In the eyes of the older generation, she lacked the generosity that defined true greatness. Nonetheless, by Jiaming's standards, Zishan had already made a name for herself.
