Mr. Song couldn't possibly say he harbored no resentment toward Feng Xiran.
So, after Feng Xiran had died, he didn't feel much of anything.
Just now, when he heard Song Sinian mention Feng Xiran, he felt a jolt of concern, worrying that Song Sinian might be upset.
Mr. Song pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.
How could Song Sinian not guess what Mr. Song was thinking?
"Grandpa, once you meet her, just try not to be too surprised..." Song Sinian deliberately changed the subject, acting as if he didn't care about the issue at all.
Song Sinian knew Mr. Song cared about him the most, and naturally, he didn't want him to worry.
Mr. Song could only respond with a noncommittal "Mm" before hanging up the call.
Watching the ended call, Song Sinian raised his eyebrows slightly and sighed with a hint of helplessness.
Lu Zhaozhao had been curled up next to Song Sinian the whole time.
She had just overheard the entire conversation between Song Sinian and Mr. Song.
