However, Song Yalin maintained a calm complexion, with an aristocratic ladylike aura emanating from her. She didn't talk much, instead giving a soft bow. "Lady Mu."
Ji Xinhe raised an eyebrow, finding Song Yalin, the third miss of the Song Family, quite outstanding. Having spent some time in the capital, Ji was familiar with the better-off households, even the popular Chen Yining, who always carries herself with a hint of affectation. Noble ladies like Song Yalin were quite rare.
Young as she was, she showed remarkable maturity, neither arrogant nor hasty, and possessed an exceptional presence. Not only did she outshine Song Yalin, but standing next to just any noble lady, she would also likely overshadow them.
Ji Xinhe smiled: "Madam Song is quite skilled in upbringing."
She didn't specify whether her compliment was about fostering nieces or daughters, but anyone clearheaded could easily interpret the meaning behind those words.
