Granny was relieved that An Qi was threatening Jing Si and his wife with suicide. If she'd run to her with the same threat, it would have been another headache.
"You know what An Qi is like, don't you? The more she can't have something, the more obsessed she becomes. Once she gets it, she'll cast it aside like a worn-out shoe." Grandpa paused, then continued, "I have no doubt that if An Qi married Qin Xiang, they'd divorce within a few months. They wouldn't even have to get married. As soon as Qin Xiang agrees to date her, she'll dump him in a few days."
"Old man, how can you say that about An Qi? She's still your granddaughter, after all." Granny was a little upset. Her favoritism toward An Qi was partly due to being threatened by her, but since she'd watched An Qi grow up, there was still some genuine affection there.
"Hasn't she toyed with and abandoned enough people?" Grandpa asked.
Granny fell silent. It was true, there had been quite a few.
