Chapter 467: Chapter 467: The Successor Chapter 467: Chapter 467: The Successor The meal was sumptuously significant, whether it was to welcome the two of them home and cleanse them of their travel dust or to celebrate their promotions; this meal had extraordinary meaning.
An Cheng and his three brothers talked as they drank.
Today he was genuinely thrilled. He had had his share of glory in his lifetime. At his age, it was no longer about living for his own elegance; among comrades, colleagues, friends, and relatives, people were more inclined to talk about the achievements of their sons and daughters.
For anyone, having a successful son was a matter of immense pride. His eldest son had always been a thorn in his side and had chosen the path of a self-employed individual, which caused him great pain. In his mind, a family like theirs, of course, meant that the son should follow his father’s career—all of them should come from a martial background.
Moreover, his eldest wasn’t weak; with his temperament and personality, he would have been a formidable man in the military.
But the eldest son had chosen a drastically different path.
Sometimes he felt ashamed to discuss what his eldest son did, but now he was somewhat content. Having An Zhiyuan alone was enough for him to find solace. His youngest career son would probably turn many green with envy.
He wondered how many would be at home tonight, drinking and sighing, wishing they had a son like An Zhiyuan.
That was truly satisfying.
That was the real sense of confidence.
What An Cheng was looking forward to now was nothing but the flourishing success of the next generation and the prosperity of the An Family. He didn’t care about money, but a successor who could be envied was worth more than any amount of money.
Haha, indeed a thrill.
Later, An Cheng became completely drunk, a side effect of his extreme happiness. An Zhigao couldn’t go home today either; he was too intoxicated to drive.
Bai Xiao had finished her meal earlier and sat with them for a while, until An Zhiyuan told her to go tidy up and wash up. It really wasn’t feasible to have her stay longer—the four grown men needed to be able to speak freely.
Wei Shufen had already tactfully returned to her room earlier.
Looking at the large bed that had suddenly appeared in the room, Bai Xiao finally understood what he had gone to buy.
Furniture!
Humph!
A Simmons mattress, probably the largest double bed, soft bedding—Bai Xiao’s lips curved into a smile. This An Zhiyuan!
After bathing, Bai Xiao came out in her pajamas, which were made by Liu Hong according to her specifications. She took proper pajamas crafted from fabric that Liu Hong had purchased. How could she sleep in thermal underwear? And not wearing them was even more risky.
Then she saw An Zhiyuan just open the door and come in, his features softened in the halo of light at the entrance. Even more handsome, his dark eyes were deep and bright. He saw Bai Xiao, who was drying her hair and glanced faintly into the bathroom, his tone just as faint, “Finished washing?”
He watched her silently, his gaze too complex for her to decipher.
As soon as he spoke, a faint smell of alcohol spread in the air. Bai Xiao, feeling a bit nervous and guilty, pointed toward the bathroom, “I’m done. Go ahead and wash!” She quickly moved to the vanity, took a comb, and began brushing her long black hair.
“Mhm,” An Zhiyuan replied, taking off his military uniform to hang it up, and grabbing clothes out of the closet before entering the bathroom.
“I’ll be quick!”
His words before entering made Bai Xiao’s face heat up. Her mouth opened, but before she could speak, he had already turned and gone into the bathroom, leaving her with the closed door.