She went along with him, sitting in his embrace, her head pressed against his shoulder. Her nose brushed against the skin on his neck, and all she could breathe in was his scent.
"I'm just saying, Mother... Aunt Shang..." She was his daughter-in-law, so she couldn't call her the same as he did. Yet, she was on his side, and this title made her feel quite conflicted.
He pressed the back of her head, smiling, "Don't worry about what I call her. You can call her whatever you like."
She decided then to call her Aunt Shang.
