Obsessive Sister

Han Xi’s voice was perfectly pitched for the person across from her to hear.

Her cousin sat up straight, so surprised that his glass wobbled.

He exclaimed, “Really? You’re here to steal a man?”

Those three words seemed utterly incompatible with Han Xi!

Growing up with a silver spoon, Han Xi had always easily obtained whatever she wanted, which shaped her aloof demeanor. She rarely cared deeply about anything, or perhaps nothing seemed worthy of her attention.

It wasn’t until adulthood that she gradually took over the company’s affairs, becoming a workaholic.

As for men, with her exceptional qualities, she could have anyone she wanted. Why would she need to come here and “steal” someone?

In that moment, her cousin recalled entertainment news involving his cousin and realized, “Could it be your first love?”

Yes, Fang Zhou was Han Xi’s first love.

She had only dated him, and even family-arranged suitors didn’t interest her. It wasn’t that they weren’t excellent; Han Xi simply rejected them outright.

In her cousin’s eager gaze, Han Xi slowly nodded and admitted, “Yes, it’s him. His name is Fang Zhou.”

“Hiss~”

The man across from her took a sharp breath, marveling, “That guy’s lucky to have caught your eye and even have you chase him.”

In his eyes, his cousin was the best in the world. Being noticed by her was a blessing beyond words.

Han Xi was amused by his serious expression and let out a soft laugh.

Her eyes curved as she replied, “It’s not as great as you say.”

Han Xi secretly tightened her grip on her glass, thinking: If it were that easy, she wouldn’t have come here herself.

Fang Zhou didn’t choose her because she wasn’t good enough or didn’t try hard enough.

If she could extend her reach into the medical field and seize the opportunity, he wouldn’t have to put on a smile for Qin Yun every day.

With that thought, the smile on Han Xi’s lips faded.

She raised her head, gazing through the window at the vast, shimmering sea. The waves were like mischievous children, sometimes rising high to crash against the shore, sometimes retreating into the ocean’s embrace, creating sparkling splashes. These playful waves seemed to beckon her, inviting her to explore the endless ocean world.

Sitting quietly by the window, Han Xi was lost in thought.

Qin Yun had chosen the island for the proposal, and Han Xi could guess why.

It was to end where it all began, on the island where they reunited during the love reality show.

She raised her glass, took another sip, and silently clenched her fingers.

It wouldn’t be that easy. As long as she was alive, those two wouldn’t get married.

Her cousin, observing Han Xi’s silence, couldn’t help but worry for her.

This sister seemed calm and indifferent, as if she didn’t care about anything, but in reality, once she set her sights on something, she had to have it, even if it meant breaking it in the process.

He recalled a childhood memory.

Back then, Han Xi’s mother was still fit and could attend events.

She took young Han Xi to their grandfather’s birthday party, where the old man, delighted to see his niece, gifted her a glass figurine—beautiful but fragile.

Little Han Xi was thrilled and clung to it all day.

Unfortunately, another cousin coaxed it away and accidentally broke it.

Little Han Xi didn’t cry or make a fuss; she simply asked with her big, dark eyes, “Where did you throw it?”

The cousin was so frightened that she burst into tears, drawing the attention of many adults.

Everyone tried to console Han Xi: “It’s just a doll. I’ll buy you more.”

“Your cousin didn’t mean it. Don’t scare her.”

“It’s broken. Even if you find it, it’s useless.”

But Han Xi didn’t listen. She persistently asked, “Where did the doll go?”

Finally, a servant came forward and told her, “It’s been swept into the trash.”

Under everyone’s gaze, the pampered young lady ran into the trash to search for her doll.

Of course, all she found were a few shattered pieces, impossible to piece together.

But little Han Xi clutched them tightly, ignoring the cuts on her hands.

She stood there quietly, looking at her broken doll with a smile of regained possession.

This incident stayed with her cousin for many years.

Since then, he knew Han Xi was a very obsessive person.

Everyone knows that obsessive people can easily go astray, risking everything.

Now, he could only hope his sister would stay clear-headed and not resort to drastic measures.

Meanwhile, not long after Fang Zhou arrived on the island, another ship docked.

But this time, it wasn’t a tour group but a group of people in eccentric costumes.

They wore ancient-style clothing, wigs of various kinds, and fully embraced their roles.

These were NPCs for the island’s ancient city. Due to time constraints, they had to start work immediately, so they arrived in costume.

These various props provided cover for certain individuals.

If any star-chasing fans were observant, they’d notice that the goddess-like figure among the NPCs was special.

She wore a thin veil that the wind could easily lift, revealing her true face.

This person was none other than the popular star, Qiao Sisi.

She followed the group, glancing subtly at her assistant, who immediately understood and discreetly blocked the tourists’ cameras.

Qiao Sisi wasn’t here to reveal her itinerary.

She intended to strike when her enemies least expected it.

Otherwise, given her fame, the moment she set foot on the island, Qin Yun and Fang Zhou would know, and their plans might change.

Quietly, without alerting the enemy.