Ji Xinhe ignored the clear anger in Lady Sun's eyes, looking at her with a seemingly innocent gaze, just waiting for her to continue speaking.
Ji Xinhe wasn't a fool. Although she did not know the purpose of Lady Sun's visit, from the moment Lady Sun started questioning her family background, she knew Lady Sun would ridicule her for being of a lowborn peasant girl's status.
She didn't care about this bit of humiliation, what she cared about was what this woman would say next.
Madam Song, the third wife, clenched her hand tightly inside her sleeve, finally putting on a reluctant face: "Since you also know that you're humble and cannot bring any benefits to your husband, you shouldn't shamelessly hold onto this position."
At this phrase, Ji Xinhe finally understood, revealing a profound smile on the corner of her lips: "I am the legal wife whom my husband married in a legitimate ceremony, why should I feel ashamed?"