Chapter 233 230. Night
Father is a good father.
An Han had always thought so, but unfortunately, because she had spent so little time with him, she really couldn’t say how much affection she had for him.
If measured by the system’s “favorability points,” her fondness for her father was probably only around forty, while her affection for her mother and younger sister likely exceeded eighty.
Feelings like this develop through interaction, not from having barely met someone and only talking once a week or month.
“But now my favorability toward him is definitely above fifty!”
An Han happily installed her usual software and games on her new computer, swinging her crossed legs back and forth, in a great mood.
She had long since looked down on her old two- or three-thousand-yuan laptop, which could barely do anything besides play small games.
The sky had grown dark, and when An Han yawned and glanced at the bottom right of the computer screen, she realized it was already past ten at night.
At this time, her sister would normally be getting ready for bed at their mother’s urging.
But tonight, her sister had gone out with their father and hadn’t returned yet.
The parents would probably end up arguing because of this.
An Han stretched and got up from the computer to go wash up.
“Brother! Brother! I brought you a late-night snack!”
She had just stood up when her sister’s voice called from outside. An Han paused, helplessly moving forward to open the door.
Her sister knew that coming back too late would earn her a lecture from their mother.
“Has your brother already gone to sleep?”
“No way! She sleeps at midnight every day!”
An Han’s steps froze, her face quickly paling. She dove onto the bed, grabbed the chest binder on the headboard, and hurriedly put it on.
“Brother! Why are you so slow!”
“Wait!”
She called out as she struggled to fasten the binder at her back. Luckily, the system-made binder was stretchy enough. About a minute later, the mounds on her chest were restored to their usual shape. She didn’t have time to put on a sweater and just threw on a jacket, then quickly opened the door.
Looking up, she saw her sister holding a portion of boneless chicken strips, with their father standing behind her, carrying two bags and wearing a gentle expression.
“I was about to shower and sleep, why are you back so late?”
“Brother, your face is so red~”
“Don’t distract me!” An Han glared at her sister, took the chicken strips, and turned toward the computer. “Where did you just go?”
“Dad bought me clothes! And toys! Dad said he’ll get me an iPad tomorrow! You should come too!”
She sat back at the computer, skewering a piece of chicken with a fork and popping it into her mouth, glancing at the doorway.
Her sister was already excitedly jumping on the bed, while their father brought in the newly bought items and started organizing them.
An Han’s eyes stayed fixed on her father. She verbally refused, “Why would I go? I don’t even understand these things.”
“Going shopping with your sister, isn’t that nice?”
Her mind wasn’t on her father’s words at all; she was watching him take out the new clothes for her sister and move toward the wardrobe.
Her nerves stretched tight like a rubber band, and she jumped from her chair: “Dad, I’ll handle it! Just put them there!”
Blocking her father’s path, she bent down, picked up the new clothes from the bed, and held them in her arms: “Cut off the tags, wash and dry them first before wearing. Just put them on the shelf for now.”
Before her father could say anything, she continued with concern: “Dad, flying is tiring. You should rest early tonight. My sister and I will shower and sleep too.”
[Father’s favorability toward you +5]
It was already seventy-six!
The chest binder really boosted favorability to an absurd level.
“Alright, I’ll go shower first,” her father said with a smile and a nod.
Watching him leave, An Han finally relaxed.
She had almost been caught with the wardrobe full of girl’s clothes.
Over this period, her mother had bought her more than ten sets, all hanging in the wardrobe, even the underwear was completely visible. Her father could have seen everything if he opened it.
“By the way, I’ll sleep in your room tonight, okay?”
“Huh?” An Han jolted, instantly nervous again.
“You two sleep on the bed; I’ll take the floor.”
That was fine…
“But your sister is already a teenager. Is it okay for you two to sleep together?” her father asked, frowning slightly. “Or should she sleep with her mother?”
No, then you’d be sleeping with me!
“What’s wrong with me sleeping with brother?” her sister objected first, hugging An Han’s arm and rubbing against her chest. “I like brother the most!”
“She’s been clinging to you since she was little,” their father said with a helpless yet warm smile. “Alright, alright, you two sleep together.”
He continued out, reminding, “An Han, don’t let what happened with your cousin happen.”
“…”
An Han slumped onto the bed, exhaling hopelessly: “How could I possibly… with my sister~”
Her cousin’s incident had already reached her father, and coincidentally, his youngest daughter wasn’t even his biological child…
“Like cousin’s incident?” her sister asked, tugging at her arm.
Glancing at her sister’s small frame, An Han pursed her lips: “How could your cousin even do that?”
“I need to hurry and shower too. Can you cover for me?”
She needed to shower before going upstairs, to avoid revealing her gender too soon.
It was only the first day—no need to expose herself so early…
By the way, An Han’s family always called her sister “Sister” as a nickname. In the house, her sister’s real name was rarely mentioned. If anyone suddenly heard it, it likely meant trouble, and her mother would be furious.
After a quick shower, An Han adjusted her chest binder with her fingers to a more comfortable position and returned to the room neatly dressed.
She lay on the bed, feeling suffocated and uncomfortable from the binder.
Sleeping with it on would be extremely painful.
“You should go shower too.”
An Han nudged her sister’s back lightly with her foot.
“I don’t want to shower!”
“Then go sleep on the floor with Dad.”
“Ew, no way! Sister smells nice~ I’ll sleep with Sister!”
“Call me brother!”
Reluctantly, her sister dragged herself to shower, while An Han wrapped herself in the blanket, zoning out and trying to get used to the chest binder.
Maybe she could secretly take it off later, after her father fell asleep.
Not long after, her father opened the door.
He had changed into a blue plaid pajama set, holding a bamboo mat in one hand and bedding in the other, hair still dripping, looking nothing like a British gentleman—just like a retired old man.
He crouched down to lay out the floor bedding, asking, “By the way, An Han.”
“What is it?”
“I just went out with your sister, and it seems like someone’s gossiping about our family?”
His expression was not pleased, his brows slightly furrowed.
“Uh… I don’t know…”
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