Ah Qing had never been one to make decisions herself; she was naturally cool and reserved, didn't care much for worldly things, and tended to go with the flow. Now, confronted with something she truly couldn't decide on, her old habit was to ask Ah Man. But Ah Man was silent for a moment, her brow scrunched in a frown as she sat cross-legged, deep in thought, looking completely conflicted.
On one side was Harano, who treated her with genuine sincerity; on the other, her grandfather who raised her. Forced to choose between the two—well, that was really a tough call.
She thought about it for a while, her gaze slowly turning fierce, and regretted a little that she hadn't just tied up Ah Qian and Ah Yu and drowned them with stones the moment she first saw them. That way, none of these annoying problems would have arisen. But then she quickly realized that wouldn't solve the underlying issue, and the glint in her eyes faded away.