Mu Lianrong's words made Mu Ge seem to understand something.
For someone like Mu Xiong, with a family background like the Mu Family, to tolerate Mu Qingge's antics outside, it was probably out of sheer helplessness. Because they would rather see a scoundrel who disgraces the Mu Family than a day when they see Mu Qingge's corpse.
In the eyes of the world, the illustrious Mu Mansion, with its overwhelming power, lived such a stifling existence?
A sense of anger rose in Mu Ge's heart.
For a moment, she couldn't tell if this emotion came from herself, or from the body of Mu Qingge.
"Also, Xiyue is a good child. Auntie sees that she is sincere towards you. Even though you cannot marry her as your official wife, giving her the status of a noble concubine would be good. Think about it carefully." Mu Lianrong suddenly threw out a sentence.
