He didn’t speak, but for the first time, he displayed his domineering side. He stared at her intently, fiercely, not allowing her to shrink back.
Bai Xiao stepped back, her initial excitement gone, and said in a muffled voice, "Even if you’re angry, there has to be a reason, you can’t... ah..."
She hadn’t sobered up from the alcohol yet when she sensed something off in the atmosphere.
"Go to sleep!"
An Zhiyuan turned onto his side and slept in his clothes.
The atmosphere became tense and awkward.
Bai Xiao was confused.
Something wasn’t right today.
An Zhiyuan wasn’t the kind of person to sulk in silence.
"You... bastard..."
Bai Xiao could feel his dominance today; he was almost completely ungentlemanly, a stark contrast to his usual self, making her feel uncomfortable and inevitably hurt.
"Saying I’m a bastard, hm..."
Grinding his teeth, Colonel An suddenly turned over and leaned close to her ear, panting as he asked, "Who isn’t a bastard? Is it him?" The fire in his chest was burning more fiercely now.
He remembered those large hands around her waist.
An inexplicable irritability.
When Bai Xiao opened her eyes, she saw his strained composure, his jaw tight from clenching his teeth, and a hint of irritation and helplessness in his eyes.
"Who?"
She didn’t understand who An Zhiyuan was talking about.
She was still feeling the effects of the alcohol and had no memory of the recent events.
An Zhiyuan gripped the headboard with both hands, the veins on his arms standing out. He breathed heavily, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Bai Xiao. Seeing the confusion in her eyes, he felt a sense of relief. When had he started to doubt himself so much?
"Just now, Jiang Shaoqing brought you home, even holding you..."
He didn’t realize the sourness in his words.
All at once, Bai Xiao understood the reason for his sudden change of temperament; his concern for her had grown far more intense than before, probably kindled by Jiang Shaoqing’s actions.
She propped herself up with one hand behind her on the bed, lifted herself halfway, and with her other hand, she gently touched his shoulder, her voice soft, "The person I love the most is you."
He trembled as he stroked her hair and whispered near her lips, "Me too..."
The two of them leaned against each other.
The tension finally subsided, and in her drowsy state, Bai Xiao pursued the matter, "Did Jiang Shaoqing come by?"
Wasn’t An Zhiyuan’s jealousy all because of Jiang Shaoqing?
But she hadn’t seen Jiang Shaoqing around.
What was Jiang Shaoqing doing in Yun Province?
"You’re asking? You drank so much you didn’t know up from down. Sitting on the stairs, making a drunken scene, and that’s when Jiang Shaoqing arrived, specifically for you. I could tell he must have taken a flight and rushed over during the night. He really cares about you." An Zhiyuan’s words were bitter.
He was aware of Jiang Shaoqing’s merits. Growing up, Jiang Shaoqing and An Zhiyuan were the two kings of the children, the leaders among the kids in the compound.
It was destined that they would both admire and compete with each other. They were natural rivals.
Even though they had chosen different paths as they grew up, they were both outstanding in their respective fields.
An Zhiyuan could clearly see Jiang Shaoqing’s intentions; Jiang Shaoqing was not the kind of man to travel thousands of miles for a woman on a whim. The fact that he had dropped everything to come meant that Bai Xi meant a lot to Jiang Shaoqing.
Bai Xiao leaned against his chest, cast a sidelong glance, and with her fair fingers lightly tapped on his muscular chest, "No matter how good Jiang Shaoqing is, he can’t compare to you. We’re different. Jiang Shaoqing is just a friend, but you are my man. I can talk business with Jiang Shaoqing, but with you, it’s about marriage. We’re the ones who will spend our lives together." Then she nestled into his embrace and closed her eyes.
An Zhiyuan finally felt calm and at ease.
Indeed, she was his wife.