The steward of Marquis Li's Residence shakily raised his eyes to Li Yingling's calm, unruffled face.
As the head of the household's confidant, he was actually the one in the Marquis's Residence who paid the most attention to this illegitimate daughter.
Outwardly, the head of the household showed no concern for her whatsoever. He had not even seen Li Yingling or her mother again.
Making no statement was, in fact, the strongest statement of all.
But it was not entirely true that he had made no statement.
No one had personally heard Marquis Li call her "bad luck," but those words had still spread throughout the residence.
As the steward, he naturally had to understand Marquis Li's attitude toward this illegitimate daughter thoroughly.
After probing him several times, the steward had understood Marquis Li's attitude completely.
He did not care how she lived, but at the very least, his illegitimate daughter could not die in the Marquis's Residence for no reason.
After all, no one dared discuss the illegitimate daughter openly, but who did not know about her behind closed doors?
The Marquis's Residence needed to save face, and so did the marquis. A reputation for being heartless and faithless would be a stain, after all.
In the past, he had mostly expressed his attitude by hurling a few insults, but there was one matter in which he had thoroughly offended Li Yingling.
He had single-handedly arranged the marriage between the Marquis's Residence and the idiot son of Minister Wang's household.
The power of Marquis Li's Residence was dwindling by the day. Aside from barely scraping by on what remained of its former standing, it had already fallen to the bottom rung in the Capital City.
When his own household could not hold its own, all it could do was