Song Lingjie's heart felt as if it was being scratched by a cat's paw, wanting to ask but not daring to, feeling very uncomfortable.
Song Zhiyuan saw this and smiled, realizing that although the boy was young and shrewd, his eyes couldn't hide things.
"Just ask whatever you want. Although we are only uncle and nephew, in my heart, you're no different from Su'er and the others."
Song Lingjie grinned awkwardly and asked, "Uncle, did you already know that the Wen family woman is not quite proper?"
"So far, that Miss Wen hasn't done anything particularly outrageous," said Song Zhiyuan. "As for her being alone with a man, it's indeed inappropriate, but at least she was accompanied by her siblings, so it can't be called a major scandal."
Song Lingjie was a bit puzzled: "Uncle, are you still going to let Aunt continue considering this woman for my brother? She is unworthy!"
