Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 287: Heir Pei Stands Up for His Wife

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Heir Pei Stands Up for His Wife

Because her boyfriend is too wealthy, truly from an aristocratic family, while she’s just a middle-class white-collar worker, they are mismatched in terms of status.

But the boyfriend in her dream likes her, so his mother specifically hired someone to teach her, letting her learn various skills.

From flower arranging, tea making, etiquette training, and learning how to walk properly, they aimed to cultivate her into a lady with noble temperament, despite her lacking status.

She learned diligently, starting from the moment she opened her eyes in the morning, learning various skills, even quitting her job.

Even so, there was not enough time, because aside from learning these skills, there were countless banquets and events to attend, busier than a celebrity.

Her personal entertainment disappeared, and she had no time to maintain friendships; even if friends wanted to reach her, they had to go through an assistant for confirmation.

Later, she couldn’t hold on anymore and decisively told her boyfriend she wanted to break up.

In a calm tone, the boyfriend asked her the reason for the breakup.

Just as she was about to explain, she saw his once indistinct face morph into Pei Ji’an’s face!

At that moment, she woke up from the dream and opened her eyes.

However, the oppressive feeling from the dream remained deeply in her heart.

Is it because of her real-life experiences that she had a dream like that?

But why, last time it was her boss’s face, and this time it was Pei Ji’an’s face?

Is it because these two men have been in her life for too long, causing such confusion even in her dreams?

Qu Fulan rubbed her temples.

"What’s wrong?"

A deep voice echoed in the room. Qu Fulan looked up to see Pei Ji’an walking towards her.

She didn’t know when he returned, but it was obvious he had just bathed. Did she sleep that soundly, unaware of when he came back?

"Nothing." Still unable to shake off the oppressive feeling from the dream, her response lacked energy.

"Nightmare again? You’re all sweaty." He reached out, wanting to tidy her hair, but she moved away.

His hand paused slightly, but he withdrew it casually, as if nothing had happened.

"It’s only the fourth watch. Go back to sleep. I’ll be outside; call me if you need anything." His tone was gentle.

Qu Fulan nodded and lay down again.

Having just awoken, she was still under the influence of her dream and shouldn’t face him, lest she unjustly take it out on him.

This marriage was for her rescue; if she had to blame someone, it should be Xiao Shiqing, not mistake her target.

The silent night more easily amplifies inner emotions. Qu Fulan tossed and turned, experiencing insomnia for the first time. She thought about many things, not knowing when she finally fell asleep again.

This time, she didn’t dream.

She was unaware that the person outside also hadn’t slept, only slumbering after hearing her steady breathing.

The next day, Pei Ji’an didn’t leave the house, first practicing swordplay for a while, then sitting under a tree in the courtyard, reading while waiting for her to get up.

Having experienced nightmares and insomnia last night, Qu Fulan woke up later than usual. Coming outside to see him, she was surprised, "Not attending court today?"

He put the book down and smiled, "Busy for several days in a row, I need a couple of days to rest." He then ordered someone to set the table for breakfast and added, "And later, have a doctor come to check your pulse."

"Why check my pulse? I’m not sick." Qu Fulan thought it was strange.

Pei Ji’an looked at her, "Frequent nightmares are bad for your health; it’s better to have a doctor take a look."

"But I’m a doctor myself. I know my health condition; there’s nothing wrong."

"Even a doctor finds it hard to treat themselves." He replied simply.

In the end, they still invited a doctor to feel her pulse, who prescribed a large amount of herbal medicine for her nourishment.

Qu Fulan felt a headache just looking at it.

But she insisted she was fine. After breakfast, she intended to go to work and had no plans to stay at home just because he had the day off.

Fortunately, the Heir Pei didn’t insist she stay at home either, only telling the guards to follow closely as he watched her leave.

What Qu Fulan didn’t know was that as soon as she left, he immediately summoned all the stewards in the mansion.

Even though he wasn’t home regularly, someone would still report what happened in the mansion to him. Of course, he knew about the rumors; otherwise, why would he stay home today?

He was here to deal with some issues.

Master Lu, Mrs. Ning and her daughter, Marquis Pei, Madam Pei, the Eldest Lady, along with members from the second and third branches, all needed to be gathered together to bear witness and take the opportunity to warn certain people.

The Heir Pei took the time to handle the issue; if it weren’t a bit ostentatious, it wouldn’t make sense.

Handling such matters couldn’t be done by just anyone; summoning so many people at once was only possible because it was Pei Ji’an—a person who could lead an army of hundreds of thousands could obviously gather a few family members.

Everyone sat in the spacious hall, many unsure of Pei Ji’an’s intentions.

However, a few who felt guilty started sensing what it might be about, though the situation had progressed to this point. They had no choice but to wait and see what unfolded.

Pei Ji’an didn’t keep people in suspense. First, he respectfully apologized to the elders, then began solemnly, "Recently, some matters in the Pei Mansion have not been conducive to harmony among the branches. If it continues, the impact could be significant. It’s imperative to address this promptly to prevent hidden threats. That’s why I’ve invited everyone to participate in a joint decision-making process, to address the issue and maintain the Pei Mansion’s harmony. As the saying goes, when one flourishes, all flourish; when one declines, all decline. The enduring glory of the Pei Mansion is the foundation of the family’s legacy."

After Pei Ji’an finished, Second Uncle Pei was the first to speak up, "What urgent matters have arisen? Please share, so everyone can help find a solution."

Pei Ji’an’s capabilities were evident to everyone. The fact that he deemed something serious enough to gather the entire household showed it wasn’t trivial. Third Uncle Pei quickly voiced his support, "Right, what exactly is happening? Tell us so we can discuss it."

Marquis Pei knew his son wasn’t one to create unnecessary drama, but this was rather high-profile. He believed that such ostentation indicated a lack of maturity; had it not been inappropriate to criticize publicly, he would have given his son a scolding. Instead, he stroked his beard and frowned, "Stop keeping us in suspense. Just tell us, so we can respond!"

As the grandson was criticized by the father, the Eldest Lady was displeased, "Why are you in such a rush? Isn’t the grandson about to speak? It’s disgraceful to criticize when you’re the one delaying him. Si called us all here, so let’s hear him out first."

With the Eldest Lady’s words, the three men immediately fell silent.

Other ladies who wanted to speak up also instantly quieted down.

While Pei Lan, Yao Xing, and Master Lu each calculated their own plans, they thought the Heir Pei wouldn’t make such a fuss over recent rumors in the Pei Mansion, would he?

If he made such a big deal just for Qu Fulan’s sake, it would be excessive.

Setting aside other concerns, where was Qu Fulan?

Everyone else was present, except her. What did that mean?

If Second Brother was truly making a mountain out of a molehill, wouldn’t his previous good reputation be ruined?