Once inside the room, Lu Ziquan immediately greeted Qingmei upon seeing her, "Qingmei, you've finally come. I have truly been waiting for you."
Qingmei was stunned. Lu Ziquan's eager attitude seemed like something from back when they had first met.
"What does the young master seek from his concubine?" Qingmei asked respectfully, bowing slightly.
Although Lu Ziquan did not miss the distance in Qingmei's tone, he still smiled and said, "What? Have I neglected you these past few days, and now you're feeling aggrieved? Tsk, tsk, that's not good at all. If you are like this now, how will you handle being the head wife in the future? Wouldn't that lead to ridicule?"
His words were tinged with an affectionate nuance.
Qingmei, though taken aback, was well aware of her place and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Young master, stop teasing your concubine. I am content to be one of your concubines. As for becoming the head wife, I dare not even think of it."
