The Long-awaited Mr Han

Yan Zhiqing closed her eyes, unable to think of what it would be like to work with Wei Wucai.

Subconsciously, she fell asleep.

***

The next morning, she was awakened by the phone alarm that she had set last night.

She had to change, do her hair and makeup, and then wait for the shooting.

This meant Yan Zhiqing had to leave very early.

Yan Zhiqing had always been serious when it came to work, and she was never arrogant.

It didn't matter what work it was or what event she had to attend.

Whether the person's position was high or low, whether it was unremarkable or not, Yan Zhiqing would not make things difficult for others.

Most people that Yan Zhiqing had interacted with were polite to her and had never talked bad about her.

It was not just because of the Yan Family. The bigger reason was that Yan Zhiqing was dedicated, humble, and diligent. She had a good reputation.

However, she also had competitors, like Lu Xiuse.

About such things, Yan Zhiqing was very calm.

Anyway, she had never expected everyone to like her.

After tidying up, as she had to do her hair and let Shi Xiaoya decide her makeup, Yan Zhiqing just did her skincare and went out without makeup.

Before going out, she received a WeChat message from Fang Qiaohan, meaning that Fang Qiaohan was already waiting for her at the hotel lobby.

Then, Yan Zhiqing immediately took her cup and left.

The rest of her belongings were with Fang Qiaohan. Fang Qiaohan had brought everything for her.

The moment Yan Zhiqing opened the door, a sound came from the side.

She looked over subconsciously and saw that Wei Wucai had also come out at the same time.

He had just closed the door.

How could it be so coincidental?

Wei Wucai also heard her and looked over as he closed the door.

After seeing her, he seemed a little surprised too. It was such a coincidence.

Wei Wucai smiled faintly. "Morning."

"Morning," said Yan Zhiqing in a daze, blinking a few times.

As she woke up too early, it was only five-thirty in the morning right now.

Thus, even if she had used cold water to wash her face, she was still extremely sleepy.

Her mind was slower than usual.

After a while, Yan Zhiqing suddenly remembered that she had not put on any makeup!

Yan Zhiqing was not particular about other things; she was only strict on herself regarding beauty.

Usually, no matter how short the time was, as long as she was going out, she would dress up nicely.

She must be the star that shone the brightest among the crowd.

If she had to rush to go out and could not do her makeup, Yan Zhiqing would wear a hat, glasses, and mask.

It was not because she was afraid that people would recognize her. It was because she felt that her plain look did not look as good as her with makeup on.

Of course, this was what Yan Zhiqing felt herself.

Fang Qiaohan had told Yan Zhiqing many times that, actually, she was beautiful even without makeup.

Yan Zhiqing always nodded. "I know."

"Then you don't have to worry," said Fang Qiaohan, confused.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhiqing shook her head. "Since I can be a ten when I go out to see others, I can't allow myself to be only a seven."

Fang Qiaohan was speechless.

However, Yan Zhiqing did not only think about these.

She thought about her not showing her most beautiful side to Wei Wucai.

She had allowed him to see the side of her that was not beautiful enough.

After Yan Zhiqing said "morning," she suddenly quivered, opened the door that had not been fully closed, and rushed back into the room.