Wen Wan certainly didn't want Song Wei to take a concubine, but how could such a matter be decided by her alone?
Throughout, she relied on the man's love to monopolize him, deliberately ignoring the fact that there should be other women by his side.
Now brought to the forefront, no matter how Wen Wan thought, it left her feeling upset.
"What if I say, I don't want any other woman to appear by your side ever again, for this lifetime, would you agree?"
She looked at him aggrievedly, as if she would burst into tears if he said no.
"I would." Song Wei nodded almost without hesitation, saying, "Whatever you say goes, I'll comply."
Wen Wan's heart softened.
Due to the age difference, he was much more mature and composed than her; those sweet words often used by young men to woo girls were absent with him, whether not knowing how or unable to utter them.
In all their years of marriage, what Wen Wan remembered most deeply were those three words he occasionally said: I'll comply.
