The woman laughed back in anger. "Mu Yancheng, how presumptuous you are! I have yet to marry into your family, yet you can't wait to rule over me! Now, you're talking to me about having mistresses and you're saying it so blatantly, too! What do you mean by concubines—do you think this is still the imperial era? Do you know what era we are in now? We practice monogamy these days, and there's no such thing as concubines! Impossible! I'll never allow you to do that!""
Mu Yancheng could not help but sneer. "Song Enya, you don't have the right to interfere with me! As the primary mistress of the Mu family, you just go and learn to be a good and virtuous wife once you officially enter my household; you're not qualified to interfere in other things."
"You! On what grounds?!"
He replied, "By virtue of the fact that you're marrying up instead of down."
The woman was too dumbfounded to say anything.
Marrying up?
