Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 439: Love at First Sight

That was the first lifetime, Pei Ji’an fell in love with Qu Fulan at first sight.

At that time, he was a wealthy second-generation, a top businessman involved in various fields such as entertainment, healthcare, real estate, etc.

And she was a designer, a fashion designer more famous for her looks than her talent, with average family conditions.

Pei Ji’an donated a building to his alma mater, which was also her university, along with a batch of air conditioners and water heaters. He was invited to give a lecture by the school leaders, and he went out of respect for his mentor.

Because the young master of the Pei Family was well-known and the school’s figurehead, on the day of the lecture, the school was very lively. An hour before the lecture, students were already rushing in groups to secure good seats, eagerly awaiting the speech of the successful man.

The successful man, however, sat in a black private car, drove past the bustling square, and went to the mentor’s office first.

There, he met a girl.

Pei Ji’an had no intention to look, but there’s always some scenery in this world that is uniquely beautiful and subconsciously attracts attention. He inadvertently turned his head and saw the girl engrossed in writing. Even though it was just a side profile, it was enchanting enough to captivate a city.

Given Pei Ji’an’s status, what kind of beauties had he not seen? Yet someone who could still make him feel a spark in his eyes clearly had extraordinary looks, so extraordinary that they left a deep impression.

And that’s all there was to it, after all, he wasn’t someone who lusted after beauty.

But in the next second, she packed her things, put them into a designer’s bag, and then stood up.

In that instant, he saw her full face.

Even more stunning than the side profile was the full face.

With just one glance, Pei Ji’an remembered her.

When a person’s looks would be top-tier even in the entertainment industry, the level of amazement they bring in real life goes without saying.

Pei Ji’an quietly withdrew his gaze, and the assistant behind him, observing the situation, appropriately chimed in, "People say that those who study design are so dedicated that they forget to eat and sleep. Seeing it today, it’s indeed true. While everyone is rushing to secure seats at the square, the design students remain so calm, showing that they’re really composed."

Pei Ji’an said nothing and went to meet his mentor.

The composed person had already gone down the stairs with a folder, still thinking about various lines in her mind. When she has inspiration, she’s like this—eager to draw it right away, otherwise, she can’t help but think about it even while eating or sleeping.

Given the unsuitable setting, she only sketched out a rough idea and planned to continue perfecting it back at the dorm. As for what lectures were happening at school today, they were irrelevant to her.

Her roommates often said that someone like her would struggle to succeed because she doesn’t like socializing or participating in events. How could a designer succeed without connections? Who would hire her to design in the future?

Her roommates also said that if it weren’t for her face, with her personality, no one would spare her a second glance in a crowd.

She understood the reasoning, but her character couldn’t be helped.

She simply loved design and didn’t want to spend any mental effort on anything else.

Back at the dorm, her roommates were indeed not around. She quietly sketched out a satisfying design, then felt hungry, packed up her things, shouldered her satchel, and rode her bike out of school to get food.

Outside the school, there was a noodle shop she loved, inexpensive yet plentiful.

After finishing the lecture, Pei Ji’an left in the private car. Feeling somewhat tired from excessive socializing and the lecture, he was resting his eyes until he raised his eyelids upon hearing a remark from his assistant.

"Isn’t that the design academy girl from earlier, riding a bike, who knows where she’s going."

While speaking, the two vehicles stopped side by side at a traffic light.

Pei Ji’an noticed that when the girl realized the vehicles were a bit too close, her expression tensed up. She then got off and moved the bike away before sitting back on it, balancing with her long legs on the ground.

Pei Ji’an "..." He had never seen anyone react like this when encountering a luxury car.

The traffic light quickly changed, and naturally, four wheels are faster than two, soon leaving the bike behind. In the rearview mirror, he saw her expression with a sense of relief.

It was as if distancing herself from the luxury car was a form of liberation.

Was she blackmailed by a luxury car before, or does she have some feud with luxury cars to go to such lengths to avoid one?

Qu Fulan had no feud with luxury cars, but a couple on an electric bike had fallen near her, claiming she hit them. If not for the surveillance proving her innocence, she would’ve been unjustly blamed for life. Her roommates advised her to keep a distance from others’ vehicles in the future, especially luxury cars, lest she accidentally scratches or bumps into one and couldn’t afford the compensation.

She, someone from an average background, had no knowledge of luxury cars. She only tensed up and kept her distance when she saw a car that appeared upscale.

The noodle shop was just past a traffic light, and shortly after, she was enjoying the soup noodles she still remembered fondly.

Little did she know, her actions today had left an impression on someone.

Pei Ji’an sat in the office at the top floor of a skyscraper, holding a file and with a cup of coffee beside him. Half an hour had passed, the coffee had gone cold, and the documents remained on the same page, as he kept recalling the scene he witnessed during the day.

The focused expression, the tense demeanor, and the almost childlike sigh of relief...

"Pop!"

The man closed the file, picked up the phone on the table, pressed a speed dial, and uttered the dominant CEO’s command, "Within an hour, I want all the information on her."

To become the CEO’s assistant was no small feat, so from just such an incomplete remark, the assistant knew exactly who the CEO was referring to.

Luckily, he had already started investigating back at school, because after being with the CEO for so long, when had he ever seen him give any woman a second glance? He noted it immediately and began inquiring while the CEO was giving his lecture.

At that time, he learned some basic information about the girl: her name, age, where she lived. Now, with these clues, he just needed to delve deeper to find out more.

Soon, a fairly complete dossier was presented in front of President Pei.

Qu Fulan, a 20-year-old soon-to-be graduate, from a local background with average family conditions, which was evident from her modest attire. Besides, there were details like height, weight, hobbies, skills, and even phone number, but of course, the focus was that she was single.

Pei Ji’an raised his eyebrows and said to his assistant, "Here’s what you’ll do: go to T University and discuss a project, saying that the Pei Group is looking for a fashion design team and ask for some candidate recommendations."

What was there that the assistant didn’t understand? He immediately replied, "Rest assured, President Pei, I will make sure this is handled properly!"

When Qu Fulan received the news, she was a bit dumbfounded.

They want her to design clothes for a Pei Group project?

Not just her, everyone in her dorm was stunned.

The roommate closest to her had a face full of disbelief, "Oh my god, the sun must have risen from the west! It’s not surprising that those two next door got in—they have wide connections and are well-liked. It makes sense for the school to send them. You, this reticent person, although with the best appearance, don’t stand out in this line. Someone will always step up to do the job, who would think of you? You don’t even have connections like others, who can go despite being less capable."

The so-called person with connections is a relative of the principal, clearly a solid relationship.

Didn’t Qu Fulan think the same? Not to say designing for a big company like Pei Group, but even for any school project or activity, she had never been chosen.

This time, was there an error in the list?