"Son-in-law, when do you plan to return to the Capital City this time?" Wei Family's matriarch asked with a sycophantic smile, her usual pretense of pride and dignity gone. She was eager to curry favor with her wealthy son-in-law.
Upon hearing himself addressed as 'son-in-law' by the Wei matriarch, Wei Xingye felt a wave of disgust. These rural old women truly knew no decorum. His wife was but a concubine of his, and yet she dared to call him son-in-law. What audacity! If she weren't still of some use to him, he would not wish to set foot in such a poor and sour place. As for Zhao Lingxiang, they had shamelessly imposed her on him, but he had taken her in only because she was young and fair and had a certain beauty. Having another concubine in the house merely meant one more bowl of rice to serve; why refuse what's willingly offered?
