Of course, he also just figured it out now. It was Lin Caisang's appearance, like a splash of cold water, that made him see things clearly.
"Madam, be mindful of Ying'er's matters. Don't cling to our high status; as long as we can marry off this troublesome one, it will be enough." Finally, he could only advise his wife.
"Alright."
With the words from State Duke An, Duchess An felt fully confident.
Given the prestige of the State Duke's Mansion, finding a son-in-law should be simple. At most, it would be a marriage beneath their status, as long as they had the willingness to do so.
But little did she know that her daughter's reputation outside had already reached its peak.
What kind of parents would be willing to invite such a disgrace into their homes? When their sons wear cuckold horns and, because of the high status of others, they wouldn't even dare to utter a word.
In such a situation, it's better to marry a girl from an ordinary family, less worry.
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