âChief of the An House has arrived!â
Under the complimenting voice of the people, this high-pitched announcing sound clearly had a resonating effect on the guests because all had got silent. The mood was totally different from a second ago where laughter and chattery was abundant.
Itâs no secret that the relationship between both families were not close at all, compounding the fact that Wang Xiaopeng had beat An Xiang Ran several years ago, itâs more fitting to say their stances are that of enemies than friends.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
So, imagine the surprise in everyoneâs mind to hear the An familyâs chief coming in person to the birthday banquet. Turning their heads, all attention was now placed onto the peachy boy and his uncle.
While An Xiang Ran didnât give a hoot about the extra eyes coming his way, his uncle didnât think the same, especially when he finally saw Wang Xiaopeng stuffing his face on the dining table.
âChief An, what a pleasure to have you come.â Coming out from his initial shock, the senior and host for the day hurried to step forward in open arms for the unexpected guest.
âAhumph,â issuing a dry cough to clear his throat, An Zhen Ning subconsciously swept his eyes to the side where his excited nephew stood, âI am here with my nephew to show him the ways and to bring a congratulatory gift as well.â
After saying that, he was about to let the servants bring in the said gifts; however, his nephew An Xiang Ran had beat him to the punch by rushing ahead for the main dining hallâ¦.
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Like any careless dote who didnât pay attention to his own speed, it didnât take much for the peachy boy to trip over something. Crashing hard to the floor, the delicate box inside the kidâs sleeve had rolled forward, revealing the contents inside with its red radiance.
âXiang Ran!â
Scared to the point of losing his spirit, An Zhen Ning could no longer care about the gift-giving. Running over himself, he hurries to check on the boyâs welfare.
âMy boy, how are you, did you get hurt anywhere?â The manâs face was full of tension and worry.
âI am fine.â Shaking his head, the peachy boy was just ready to pick back up the box when something unexpected occurred â an unknown hand had snatched it away from him first!
âGee, your An House is too polite, giving us such valuable gifts. I will go ahead and collect it first for my father.â Grinning right up to his eyes, Wang Deyiâs ugly smug could only be called an eyesore.
How unexpected for them to use the Dragon Fruit as a gift. If it was normally then we would have no choice, but nowâ¦. Haha, the Medicine Sectâs elder will be here soon!
âWangâs family Old Three,â An Zhen Ningâs complexion got dark, âThis Dragon Fruit belongs to my nephew and not a gift, please return it to us.â
Heâs already being quite polite there. If was his father instead, the old pops wouldâve directly taken action already.
âChief An, a gift that is already sent cannot be returned, donât you know any manners?â Wang Deyiâs face was very shameless there, showing every intent to steal the fruit from its owner.
Naturally the people here today wouldnât miss the odd behavior. Lowering their voices into a whisper, the discussions could only be called humiliating for the host.
âWhat are you doing Old Three? Hurry and return the Dragon Fruit this instant!â The grandpa roars, embarrassed to the point of wanting to dig a hole and hide in it.