Everyone has witnessed Hannah's capabilities.
Sunny Lee stood up and followed Hannah's pace, her eyes scanning over Hannah's bruised and blackened knee, she expressed concern, "your injury?"
Hannah waved a reassuring hand and laughed, "Don't worry, it won't slow you all down."
"That's not what I meant, I'm just worried about you..." Sunny quickly clarified.
A blush crept onto her face, and her eyes darted uncertainly, afraid that Hannah might misunderstand her.
Hannah laughed lightly, looking at the flustered person in front of her with a soft voice, "I'm just messing with you, look how worried you are."
Sunny seemed taken aback for a moment before she recovered, fiddling with her clothes and occasionally glancing up at Hannah's delicate white face.
She's so pretty, even more beautiful than the female artists I've seen at the company.
Before this, their impression of Hannah was mostly negative - standoffish, arrogant, and self-important.
