Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show

Han Xi’s Memories (1 / 2)

At this moment, in a skyscraper some sixty to seventy kilometers away from the Ark, in the capital.

Someone is sitting at a desk, signing documents one by one.

Dressed in a sharp business suit, her usually loose long hair is now clasped up with a golden shark clip, adding a touch of sophistication.

This person is Han Xi.

Having spent ten days on the romance reality show, the backlog of work was overwhelming. She couldn’t rest, nor did she want to.

For her, work was life, and life was work.

“Knock knock.”

Someone entered, her secretary Xiao Song, carrying a cup of coffee.

“President Han, you’ve been busy for quite a while. Take a break and have some coffee.”

Since nine in the morning, she had dealt with no less than seven or eight matters. Without the secretary’s reminder, Han Xi hadn’t even felt tired.

Now that she mentioned it, Han Xi did feel a slight soreness in her hands. It was indeed time for a break.

“Mm, just leave it there, I’ll drink it in a bit.”

Secretary Xiao Song gently set down the coffee and then stepped out.

After signing the last name, Han Xi put down the pen, picked up the coffee, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Looking out over the sprawling city, she felt a trace of bewilderment.

She had grown accustomed to seeing the Ark every day on the show. Now, suddenly apart, it felt quite unfamiliar.

Especially in the company, whenever she paused, her mind would drift to the times when Ark worked there.

Back then, Ark had just joined the company as an intern, taking a minor assistant position in the planning department.

Their first encounter was in the elevator, where Ark accompanied her through a painful and oppressive five minutes.

Later, Han Xi saw him delivering documents at a meeting, leaving a slight impression.

Her deeper impression of Ark came at 11:30 at night when, after working overtime, Han Xi was ready to leave and noticed the planning department’s lights still on.

Approaching, she saw Ark slumped over the computer, asleep.

On the screen before him was the planning proposal he had just completed.

Han Xi had intended to wake him but inadvertently noticed the dark circles under the young man’s eyes.

Newcomers to her company indeed needed time to adapt. If they couldn’t keep up with the fast-paced work, they had to leave.

That’s how the workplace was, not child’s play, and no one would sympathize with anyone.

Diligent and disciplined, that was Han Xi’s assessment of him.

However, she immediately spotted the shortcomings in the planning proposal and decided to tap the keyboard, making a few adjustments for him.

The next day, Han Xi encountered him again at the company entrance.

Ark was holding a small cake, beaming a radiant smile at Han Xi.

“Thank you, President Han, for the revisions you made to my proposal yesterday. Here’s a small gift as a token of my gratitude.”

Han Xi guessed he must have asked the company’s security to find out it was her who had helped with the proposal.

Han Xi, who seldom indulged in sweets, accepted the exquisitely crafted strawberry cake from Fang Zhou’s hands that day.

She brought the cake back to her office and nibbled away at it, bit by bit. As the last of the cream melted in her mouth, turning into a sweet flavor, Han Xi felt that perhaps her life needed a little change.

It was then that Han Xi’s attention began to drift towards Fang Zhou.

The coffee in her hand grew colder, drawing her thoughts back to reality.

She took a sip from her cup, the bitter taste spreading in her mouth, sharpening her mind.

Han Xi never believed that enjoying sweets and acting sweet was a sign of weakness; on the contrary, she relished the sweetness.

Like Chu Xinran, the sweet girl, Han Xi had a very good impression of her before she found out she was Fang Zhou’s ex-girlfriend.

Of course, after knowing, her impression didn’t worsen, but subconsciously, she saw her as a rival and couldn’t confide in her as before.

Maintaining the habit of drinking bitter coffee was simply because Han Xi wanted to keep her mind clear at all times, not to be swayed by any sugar-coated bullets.

But she couldn’t go against her heart’s choice, just like at this moment, she was longing to see Fang Zhou.

Han Xi took another couple of sips of coffee and decided to return to her desk, picking up her phone to open a live streaming platform.

Sure enough, Fang Zhou was broadcasting live.

Han Xi initially intended to just glance at his status, but the moment she saw him, her hand involuntarily clicked into his live room.

His live room was, as usual, a blur of barrage comments. Han Xi turned off the barrage to see what he was doing clearly.

Unsurprisingly, he was streaming a game.

After coaching, Han Xi had basically figured out the rules of the game Fang Zhou was playing.

He was engaged in a team competition mode.

It was a confrontation between two teams, four players each, where the team to first reach 30 kills would win.

Han Xi glanced at the data above, 15:7.

Fang Zhou’s team had twice the number of kills as the opposing team.

Han Xi switched the live stream to her computer, watching while idly observing what the barrage was saying.

Not knowing until she looked, she realized why Fang Zhou’s side was playing so fiercely.

It turned out to be a betrayal by a former colleague, no wonder.

On Fang Zhou’s side, he had called Li Siming and another mutual friend, along with Mei Chuan Chuan, making up a perfect four.

The game had been going for less than ten minutes, and there was already a significant gap in casualties.

The odds were high that this match was a sure win.

Li Siming thought so too, shouting into the mic, “Is this even worth my brother’s effort? I thought it was something formidable, but this is it?”

Fangzhou chuckled lightly, about to speak, when ‘Bang!’ Mei Chuan was killed beside him.

“Ah! How did they see me!”

Mei Chuan revived and quickly found a place to hide, but as soon as her invincibility wore off, she was killed again.

This happened three times, and Fangzhou and his teammates realized something was amiss.

They noticed that when targeting Mei Chuan, the hiding spots were somewhat concealed; as soon as they made a move, the opponents would change positions.

The score quickly became 16:11.

“They’re targeting Mei Chuan Kuchako, let’s make it quick!”

Fangzhou issued the command, and everyone stopped hiding, charging straight to the highest point, seeking out the enemy’s shadow, killing them one by one.

But this tactic came at a cost; before they could take down many, they were taken out themselves.

However, it didn’t matter, as their teammates quickly filled in, giving Mei Chuan a chance to breathe.

The score reached 25:22.

Fangzhou steadied himself, aimed at the opponent’s location, and fired.

With the sound of a gunshot, the victory screen appeared.

The final score was set at 30:26.

Fangzhou chuckled, “A mere clown.”

The entire live stream erupted, both for their victory and for Fangzhou’s disdainful tone as he cursed.

He had the arrogance to back it up.