Song Ci looked at the two concubines below, full of a strong desire to survive, and finally showed her benevolence: "Get up and speak."
The two supported each other as they stood up from the ground, looking at Song Ci.
"Well, people should have ambition; otherwise, how are they different from salted fish?" Song Ci began her brainwashing again: "Even if you are just concubines, you should strive to be the most favored ones, making your counterpart unable to live without you. That is true progress."
Pfft.
Cough, cough.
Song Ci looked at her two daughters-in-law.
The Jiang family members tried to hold back their laughter, but they couldn't, feeling terribly uncomfortable, so they could only awkwardly tug at the corners of their mouths.
Oh my, mother-in-law, is this how you use the term 'ambition'?
