"What nonsense are you spouting?" The Prime Minister's wife's face turned stern, devoid of any tenderness.
"Our family rules have always been clear: no concubines unless there are no heirs, let alone becoming someone's mistress!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yanyan burst into tears and shook her head.
"Forget it, forget it. It seems that he and his family despise me. Why should I bother?"
The Prime Minister's wife was taken aback by her daughter's words.
Lu Yanyan had always been hot-tempered, either looking down on others or being disregarded by them.
But now, hearing that her daughter had feelings for someone, she was astonished.
"You haven't even met him, how can you be so sure? Though your temperament may be flawed, you come from a good family background. Others may not necessarily reject you. Tell me, which young gentleman has captured your heart?"
Lu Yanyan also felt that her mother was right.