Ling Qi glanced between the open seats, but in the end, the choice was obvious. Dong Fu's advice still echoed in her ears, and… if she was honest with herself, she wanted to follow it.
It came down to loneliness in the end. If there was one thing Ling Qi's effort to remain unconstrained had failed to give her, it was friends. Given Mother's occupation, that pool had always been limited to begin with and living as she had for the last four years had not allowed her to spend a long time in anyone's company.
With that in mind, she chose the option that at least seemed friendly. She began to make her way down the stairs toward the handsome boy with the tiger cub at a sedate pace. Even if his friendliness was a facade, it was better than indifference or hostility.