Jiang Shi and Lu Shi were flustered but also grumbled a bit about their father-in-law, thinking, isn't it the mother-in-law's role to put people in their son's room? Yet he snatched away the mother-in-law's task. How open is this role-stealing?
What should we do? That's the father-in-law, are we supposed to fight back?
The two of them turned their eyes to Song Ci, filled with trust and reliance.
Now this is our real mother, she truly loves us.
Song Ci: "..."
She cleared her throat, wearing an expression of unyielding authority: "What's the panic? Am I not here?"
Jiang Shi hugged Song Ci's arm, said: "Mother, if you want grandchildren, your daughters-in-law will give them to you. They'll all be legitimate grandchildren. Who wouldn't look up to you then?"
Lu Shi thought, how shamelessly sweet-talking, she really couldn't do it; even more so, as a concubine-born daughter-in-law, she just gave Song Ci a glance, implying she's relying entirely on her.
