Chapter 617: Thanksgiving Wine
Li Jiao looked at the bustling scene outside, and although she usually preferred peace and quiet, this moment’s festivity surprisingly brought her joy rather than annoyance. Perhaps it really was that one’s mood determines how they perceive things, for even Sister Wei, whom she found annoying, suddenly seemed adorable.
It seemed in an instant, everything in the world had become endearing. Every little thing appeared beautiful in her eyes.
As everyone sat down to eat, Bai Xiao felt someone sit beside her, casting a slight shadow over the table. She sipped her orange juice, the sweet taste traveling from the tip of her tongue straight to her heart.
The three men eating inevitably involved cigarettes and alcohol. When the conversation reached its peak, their voices grew louder, filling the air with laughter. Compared to the enthusiastic Director Zhang and Hu Biao, An Zhiyuan appeared quieter. He leaned back in his chair, a cigarette held between his fingers, and when someone spoke to him, he showed a smile or briefly responded.
Director Zhang, holding up his glass, said loudly, "These past few days have been the happiest of my life. No matter how we articulate it, it’s rare for us all to be together today, so I must offer a proper toast."
Bai Xiao watched as Director Zhang’s furrowed brows smoothed out, making him look much younger. She couldn’t help but curve her lips upward, feeling the grip on her hand tighten. She turned her hand over and gently clasped An Zhiyuan’s large hand.
Hu Biao joined in the fun, "What toast? Just drink a crossing-cup wine with your wife! This is the drink you should have. Sis, I’m a plain man, and seeing you sitting here dining with us all today, I feel happy for the Director, too."