I’m Here to Steal a Man

Three days later, the autumn outing arrived as planned, blessed with perfect weather—clear skies and a gentle breeze, ideal for a day of exploring.

About 300 kilometers from Kyoto lay a charming coastline.

From there, a two to three-hour boat ride would take you to an island.

This island was a key tourist destination, heavily promoted by the local authorities.

Tourists flocked there to experience the island’s unique charm.

A ship sailed from afar, eventually docking at the pier.

“Wow! This place is beautiful! The water is so blue!”

“Do you think we’ll see a blue whale? The ecosystem here seems pretty good. We might get lucky!”

“Don’t get your hopes up. Those are deep-sea creatures. We’re in shallow waters, more likely to see sharks.”

Tourists chattered excitedly about the place.

Some pulled out selfie sticks and cameras, snapping photos.

Others even started live streaming.

“Hey, everyone! I’m at the famous XX Island, about to spend an amazing three days and two nights here. I’ll be streaming the whole time, except when I’m sleeping, so stay tuned!”

The atmosphere was lively.

A young girl in a yellow outfit and matching cap waved a flag and shouted through a megaphone to the tourists who had just disembarked.

“Please keep up, everyone. Let’s find a place to rest on the island first. I’ll explain our three-day, two-night itinerary later…”

But the tourists disembarking weren’t just from their tour group.

There were school groups on autumn trips and many retired seniors on sunset tours.

The guide’s voice was soon drowned out by the bustling crowd, mixed with other guides’ voices, making it hard to hear.

“What is she saying? I can’t quite catch it.”

Qin Yun removed her sunglasses, trying to focus on the guide’s words but failing.

She turned to Fang Zhou, hoping he had heard.

“I couldn’t hear either. Let’s ask later!”

At that moment, Fang Zhou was busy adjusting his camera.

He had bought it specifically for taking photos.

Qin Yun wanted to capture the most beautiful moments here and had given him a crash course in photography.

The final photos turned out much better than the typical disastrous “straight guy” shots you see online.

“Okay, now smile a little for the camera. Great! Beautiful!”

Qin Yun flashed a charming smile at Fang Zhou, like a flower blooming in autumn, bright and confident.

Her photos, like her, were full of vitality.

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but think that being beautiful meant you could do whatever you wanted; every shot looked good.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t taken many photos before people started crowding in, nearly pushing Qin Yun against the railing. Luckily, Fang Zhou pulled her back in time.

At that moment, something happened up ahead, causing a commotion that pushed everyone around, nearly leading to a stampede.

Fortunately, the ship’s security intervened in time, preventing a tragedy.

Fang Zhou held Qin Yun tightly, protecting her, and asked in confusion, “Why did your hospital organize a trip to such a crowded place?”

There were already plenty of people at the hospital, and he couldn’t understand why they would choose such a busy spot for an outing.

Qin Yun clung to Fang Zhou’s arm, resting her head on his shoulder, and said with a playful smile.

“Isn’t tourism about going from places you’re tired of to places others are tired of? And the crowd here just means it’s a popular spot, right?”

Sensing Fang Zhou’s low spirits, Qin Yun quickly tried to comfort him.

“Come on, we’re here now. Just go with the flow and stick with me.”

Fang Zhou didn’t dislike traveling; he just didn’t like crowded places.

It felt suffocating.

Plus, such places were ripe for pickpockets. Losing a phone or wallet would be a hassle.

But as Qin Yun said, they were already there, so he shouldn’t ruin the mood.

Since Qin Yun wanted to come, he would accompany her.

They soon found their guide and joined the main group.

Fang Zhou didn’t notice that as he brushed past a girl in a white sun jacket, with a large sun hat, mask, and sunglasses, she paused for a moment.

The girl stopped, looking back at the two figures walking together, a dark emotion flashing in her eyes. She reassured herself.

It’s okay. Fang Zhou will come back to me soon.

Ahead, a slight glance upward revealed the island’s most magnificent structures—three luxurious villas standing side by side.

They were taller than ordinary villas, designed to resemble medieval European castles.

These were built by the island’s investors for VIP clients.

Away from the noise, they offered uninterrupted natural views, perfect for enjoying sunsets and moonlit nights.

Ordinary tourists could only stay in the surrounding resort areas.

On the top floor of one villa, someone placed two glasses of whiskey on a coffee table and casually asked the poised woman across from them.

“What brings you to my island investment? I thought President Han’s life was all work, no play or rest.”

The casual banter revealed the host’s familiarity with Han Xi.

Han Xi finally tore her gaze from the distant ship and looked at the man across from her, wearing beach shorts, flip-flops, and sunburn lines on his face.

“If I had your foresight, investing in an island early on, I wouldn’t be working myself to death at the company, right, cousin?”

Han Xi rarely spoke so much in front of outsiders, but this was her cousin, who had watched her grow up, so she showed a hint of her playful side.

Her cousin laughed heartily, took a sip of whiskey, and replied.

“Alright, alright, I can’t argue with you. But I’m curious, why are you here? I invited you before, but you never came.”

He knew his cousin well. She wouldn’t come without a significant reason, leaving work behind.

Han Xi mimicked her cousin, taking a sip of her drink.

The caramel-fruit flavor spread in her mouth, like a warm current, soothing her heart.

She lowered her gaze and quietly said, “I’m here to steal a man.”