Am I Really Not Worthy?

In the office, the short-haired woman didn’t even raise an eyebrow when she heard her friend say she had trouble. Her eyes remained fixed on the document in her hand.

Han Xi’s tone was gentle, as if she didn’t care.

“What trouble? Do I need to pay the balance for your bag, or do you need advice for your company?”

It wasn’t that she didn’t care; Han Xi was just used to her friend’s dramatic reactions.

Guo Zhu clasped her hands together and quickly denied, “Oh no! It’s not about me!”

“It’s about the man you like!”

Hearing this, Han Xi finally looked up and stared directly at her friend.

“You can just say it.”

Guo Zhu immediately got up, took a few quick steps, and sat next to Han Xi, showing her the file on her phone.

She explained while scrolling, “Although it’s a bit unethical to leak client information, you’re my best friend!”

If it were anyone else, Guo Zhu might hesitate, but this was Han Xi. Of course, she would stand firmly by her friend’s side.

“Look, this is the drone flight plan Qin Yun booked with our company. Fang Zhou is the target of this drone flight.”

Han Xi’s gaze fixed on the plan’s visual effects, her voice remaining calm.

“Scroll down. Let me see the final design.”

Guo Zhu obediently scrolled to the end, showing Han Xi the final design and even adding her commentary.

“Except for the initial designs by our company, the final one was requested by Qin Yun.”

“I was puzzled why someone would include a ship design. Now it makes sense; it represents Fang Zhou.”

“She’s planning to propose to Fang Zhou!”

Guo Zhu couldn’t help but get excited, her voice becoming sharp.

At this moment, Han Xi’s eyes darkened, a storm brewing within them. Waves of emotion surged, reaching a peak with Guo Zhu’s mention of ‘proposal,’ overwhelming everything.

Since their last encounter outside Fang Wenjing’s hospital room, Han Xi hadn’t seen Fang Zhou.

Although she received daily updates on his whereabouts and activities, it was like drinking poison to quench her thirst.

Her longing for him surged like tidal waves, each wave crashing higher and higher, relentlessly battering her heart.

Each wave of emotion brought unbearable pain, as if it would consume her entirely.

Especially in the silent, lonely nights, when everyone else was asleep, Fang Zhou’s face frequently appeared in her dreams.

His smile, his gaze, and his warm presence were all so vivid and real.

But when she woke up, she was met with nothing but endless emptiness and loneliness.

It felt like her soul had been drained, an unbearable feeling.

Han Xi tried various ways to fill the void in her heart, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t escape her longing for Fang Zhou.

This emotional torment left her exhausted, almost devoid of the will to live.

As a result, Han Xi threw herself into her work, using mundane tasks to numb herself, restraining from seeking him out and disrupting the current situation.

Now, with Fang Wenjing’s surgery over, Qin Yun was planning to propose, trying to bind Fang Zhou to her forever.

The innate ambition and possessiveness of a businesswoman surged within Han Xi.

She let out a cold laugh and said calmly, “Hmph, wishful thinking.”

“Send me the file.”

Guo Zhu raised an eyebrow, looking at Han Xi’s expression. Seeing her cold demeanor, she hesitated and asked softly, “What do you need the file for?”

Han Xi glanced at her and said quietly, “Don’t worry, I won’t leak it. I’ll just make some adjustments to ensure it doesn’t trace back to your company.”

Guo Zhu wasn’t worried about Han Xi slipping up; she trusted her best friend wouldn’t harm her.

She just felt that Han Xi’s current demeanor was intimidating, like the calm before a storm.

“Alright, but be careful.”

Han Xi nodded, received the forwarded plan on her phone, and extracted key information, editing it into a message. She then sent it to two women in her contact list.

One was named ‘Xinxin Xiangrong,’ and the other ‘Mianmian Siyuandao,’ with the message: “Your Noah’s Ark is about to become someone else’s harbor.”

At the same time, far away in Dalian Zoo, where a variety show was being filmed, Qiao Sisi received the message immediately.

They were on a break, and Qiao Sisi, holding her phone, was boredly scrolling through it while a stylist worked on her hair.

Seeing Han Xi’s message, she instantly sat up straight.

“Ah! Sorry, Sisi! Did I burn you?”

Her sudden movement startled the stylist, who quickly moved the curling iron away and checked on her.

Qiao Sisi had a flawless makeup look today, appearing as if she wasn’t wearing any makeup at all—what’s known as the “no-makeup makeup look.”

She skillfully used techniques and products to make her skin look naturally clear, with no visible flaws or marks.

This look not only highlighted her fresh and elegant aura but also made her appear more natural and approachable.

She used a light foundation and concealer to even out her skin tone, added a touch of pink blush and highlighter for a glowing complexion, and applied a subtle brown eyeshadow and a thin layer of mascara to make her eyes pop.

Her lips were adorned with a light pink gloss, creating a natural, nude effect.

Her hairstyle complemented this look perfectly.

Anyone who saw her would say, “Beautiful!”

At this moment, her eyes were red, and she stared blankly at her phone, looking distressed.

The stylist panicked even more, quickly unplugging the curling iron and gently patting Qiao Sisi’s back, asking softly,

“Sisi, where did it burn you? Tell me, and I’ll take you to the hospital.”

In her mind, she thought: Oh no! This is a top-tier star.

If I burned her, I’ll definitely lose my job again, right?

Heavens, can’t you be kinder to us hardworking people?!

The stylist’s voice trembled with fear, worried about the star’s reaction.

To her surprise, Qiao Sisi didn’t complain or blame her. Instead, with red eyes, she looked up and asked, “Am I really not worthy?”