Chapter 263: Can We Be Together?

Han Xi never thought of herself as a good person.

Whether it was her company’s subordinates or her family members, they all knew Han Xi wasn’t easy to deal with.

Her personality was exactly as she presented it.

Resolute and efficient, domineering and uncompromising, impartial and sharp-tongued.

It was because of this personality that she managed to stand out in her family, surrounded by wolves and tigers, and become one of the most outstanding heirs.

For a businessperson, the biggest taboo is being soft-hearted.

Han Xi had known from a young age that unnecessary sympathy and pity would only bring greater danger to the vulnerable.

So when that boy kneeled before her, begging her not to fire his mother, she said one sentence that left him feeling deeply ashamed.

“If there was a drug in the coffee you brought today, would I be at your mercy? Why should I trust a stranger?”

The boy left the study in tears, filled with regret.

He should have listened to his mother’s advice and not come.

Ever since he learned that his mother worked under the famous President Han of the Han Group, he had been trying to take shortcuts to avoid thirty years of hard work.

Yesterday, he seized the opportunity, having his mother feign illness so he could fill in.

But he didn’t expect her to see through his little scheme at a glance.

It made him feel like a rat hiding in the shadows, unworthy of being seen.

Back in the study, Han Xi couldn’t help but reopen Fang Zhou’s live stream. The woman’s voice was gone, replaced by the lively game interface.

She felt like twisted tentacles were growing all over her, desperate to crawl through the screen and the electrical signals to Fang Zhou’s side, to bind him up and make him hers, never to leave.

At that moment, Han Xi suddenly understood her father a bit.

When her beloved was hot and cold, willing to abandon everything just to leave her, she really had the impulse to do anything to keep him.

“I love him fiercely, the craziest, my dreams shattered but never forgotten.”

Her phone suddenly rang, interrupting her thoughts.

She swiped her finger to answer the call.

“Hello? President Han, this is the assistant director of ‘Love 100%.’ We’re notifying you that the third episode will air in three days. Please adjust your schedule accordingly.”

Han Xi raised an eyebrow in slight surprise and replied softly, “Okay.”

Although she knew the show would resume eventually, she didn’t expect it to be so soon.

Han Xi tapped her fingers lightly on the desk, thinking: If I can find a kidney donor for Fang Zhou’s sister before the last episode, it might be a good time.

At the same time, Fang Zhou and Qiao Sisi also received the notification call.

An hour later, Fang Zhou ended his live stream and walked out of the room, seeing Qiao Sisi sitting on the sofa.

Their eyes met, and an indescribable emotion filled the air.

Since the love show was resuming, their interactions with the other guests were inevitable.

Moreover, the show was reaching its third episode, where choices and outcomes should soon be revealed.

The thought of Fang Zhou being coveted by so many women, and being so closely involved with them, made Qiao Sisi’s head buzz with the impulse to destroy something.

She turned her head slightly, not wanting Fang Zhou to see her low spirits.

Fang Zhou, more sensitive than she expected, walked over to her.

He extended a hand, spreading his fingers open.

Qiao Sisi looked up in confusion, her eyes asking, “What do you mean?”

Fang Zhou smiled, tilting his chin up, and said loudly, “I think someone could really use a hug right now.”

His words were like a beam of light piercing through the darkness of Qiao Sisi’s heart, opening a path to the outside world.

Her throat felt itchy, as if something was stuck there, and her eyes filled with tears that threatened to fall with every blink.

“I don’t need it, hmph.”

Qiao Sisi always put up a tough front, refusing to admit weakness even when she had nothing left to hold onto in front of Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou raised an eyebrow, having anticipated her response.

But he didn’t mind the fallen princess’s temporary defiance.

He grabbed Qiao Sisi’s arm and pulled her into his embrace, saying, “Yes, yes, you don’t need it, but I do.”

There was a fool here whose emotions were clearly off, likely thinking about all sorts of nonsense.

Women on their period were at their most vulnerable and sensitive.

He had to give her more comfort.

Qiao Sisi hugged Fang Zhou back, taking a deep breath as if trying to imprint his scent into her very bones.

She mumbled, “Fang Zhou, let me sing you a song.”

Fang Zhou was surprised. It was the first time Qiao Sisi had ever offered to sing to him.

He smiled and sat down on the sofa with her, saying happily, “Sure, do you need a backing track?”

Qiao Sisi rested her head on his shoulder and gently shook her head, saying no.

All her feelings for him were in this song; it didn’t need any accompaniment to add to the atmosphere.

“I promised to take you wandering, but I turned back halfway.”

Her clear, bright voice filled the room, surprisingly pleasant to Fang Zhou’s ears.

He hadn’t known Qiao Sisi could sing, let alone sing so well.

“Can we be together? We have so many memories.”

“Falling in love with you didn’t need a reason.”

“It just happened that my heart opened up and I met you.”

Meeting you was my willing fall into temptation, so, can we be together?