"Mom!"
Lu Sirong didn't expect her to ask that and blushed, finally nodding her head shyly.
Ge Weihong, seeing this, sighed in relief and, touching her belly, said, "Your womb needs to fight for some respect. The door of the Yu Family is not something you can enter whenever you wish."
Watching Lu Sirong's disapproving expression, Ge Weihong brought up Lu Fengxuan as an example for her.
"Back then, that little bitch Lu Fengxuan was also spirited in the womb, carrying twins in one go. When Yu Chiyin wanted to marry her, the old master Yu didn't insist much and agreed. Since ancient times, a mother gains status through her son. Our family's standing is far below the Yu Family's. If we want to smoothly marry in, we have to rely on the womb to fight for it."
Lu Sirong understood this principle well.
However, she couldn't bear being looked down upon by Jiang Che and even less bear marrying below Lu Fengxuan.
