Songshan's mind worked quickly, having followed Song Jinyan for so many years and understanding a lot, he explained, "Auntie Feng, I understand."
"If you know, then speak quickly."
"Earlier in the courtyard, our boss had already said he would announce that Song Zishan is not a member of the Song family and has no blood relation. Grandma Song values Jia Ming the most. She cares less about Zishan, so even if she knew, it wouldn't matter. As long as it doesn't involve the events of that year, doesn't involve... Professor Su, Grandma Song wouldn't care."
"So we might as well just strip off that layer of skin from Song Zishan," Auntie Feng's eyes lit up.
"Exactly, Song Zishan has been the little princess of the Song family, the Capital's top socialite for so many years, she has offended enough people to fill a truck. What happens when she loses the identity she once took pride in?"
