The smoke from the stove curled lazily upward.
There was a short silence in the room.
There seemed to be a hint of guilt, pity, and hesitation in Second Young Miss's eyes.
She was the one who brought up this topic.
However, she did not know what she should say.
There were some things that she could not say.
She could not bear to say it either.
After a moment of silence, she said softly, "Brother-in-law, how do you think Bai Ling is different from the other maidservants?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and went straight to the point. "Second Young Miss, you should have something else to say to me, right? Something about Bai Ling?"
Qin Weimo felt his burning gaze fixed upon her, and she lowered her head slightly and looked at the cold porridge in her bowl. After a long silence, she slowly said, "Bai Ling is not a maidservant. The Qin family has never treated her as a maidservant, and Xia Chan is not…"