"I'm not in a position to order that girl around." The smile faded from Old Master An's face, he sighed deeply, "I am content just knowing that she agreed to live here."
The Old Master Quan was surprised and, after some thought, decided to voice his confusion, "Uncle An, ideally, this is a domestic affair of the An family, and I should not interfere, but what exactly happened back then?"
Upon bringing up the past, Old Master An fell silent. After a moment, he finally said, "I don't want to dwell on the complexity of what happened back then. Fate played its hand, and I bear an inescapable responsibility for it."
"Uncle An, about that girl Jian Qing…" Thinking of the day Jian Qing showed up at the banquet, Old Master Quan recalled that she returned harboring resentment towards the An family. Perhaps the An family owed her much, but he had witnessed firsthand how Old Master An genuinely cherished her. He didn't want their relationship to deteriorate further.
