Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 447 - 1: The CEO and the Secretary 01
Space-Time Bureau.
The Diligent Governance Hall with simple decor.
A man in dark brocade and splendid attire, his features exceedingly handsome, slowly unfurled his slender fingers, revealing a Jade Pendant lying quietly in his palm.
The man’s palm slightly trembled, and his face, long accustomed to being expressionless and cold as frost, showed a hint of emotion.
Beside him, an attendant bowed to offer congratulations.
"The return of the Jade Pendant marks the completion of your mission. Congratulations, Xianshen, on successfully overcoming the tribulation!"
The man addressed as Xianshen slowly tightened his grasp on the Jade Pendant, lifted his narrow eyes towards the attendant, and his thin lips moved slightly, "If the mission is completed, why hasn’t the soul returned?"
If his own soul had returned, he would have sensed it.
Besides his soul, there was hers.
This was the agreement made in the beginning.
The attendant smiled and bowed, "Xianshen, there’s no need to rush. The final moment has not yet arrived, and the soul has not yet returned to its place."
"When will it return?"
The attendant softly smiled, raised a hand to make a gesture, and a scene appeared before them. In the scene, a boy was practicing martial arts, while a girl played beside him. The picture was very harmonious.
"In this world, the young prince and young commandery princess were born seven years ago, which counts as resolving the first tribulation of Xianshen’s lifetime. However, to fulfill the desires, the tragedies of the second, third, and fourth lifetimes need to be completely mended."
Upon hearing this, Xianshen frowned, "If it remains incomplete..."
The attendant smiled gently again, "Xianshen need not worry. The successful birth of the children already breaks the curse of the infinite cycle. Now, all that’s needed is to mend the worlds where the tragedies occurred; only then will the task be truly complete."
Receiving Xianshen’s approval, the attendant went to report to the Main God.
Everyone encountered on the way—all attendants responsible for errands—stopped to bow and greet him.
In this Space-Time Bureau, even among attendants, there is a hierarchy. As the attendant to Xianshen, one of the only two Xianshens in the bureau, his status naturally speaks for itself.
Having met with the Main God and Main God’s wife, they were quite surprised to hear about Zuo Xianshen’s success in overcoming the tribulation.
"He entered an infinite cycle, so succeeding in passing the tribulation now is rather swift," Main God’s wife smiled gently.
The Main God, after taking the documents handed by the attendant and signing his name, heard his wife’s words and responded with a smile, "He was always an exceptional talent; otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a Xianshen. The current outcome is as expected."
Main God’s wife smiled, "Though true, his past experiences were not easy."
In truth, who among those who come to the Space-Time Station has it easy?
They originally govern the souls from the Space-Time Station, dispatching them to complete tasks based on circumstances, and retain the talented ones for service.
This Zuo Xianshen, having lost a child in his original world, saw his beloved heart follow seven years after the child’s death. Coincidence brought him to the Space-Time Station, where he bargained with them, offering lifelong service in exchange for her reincarnated happiness.
The Space-Time Station had always lacked rare talents. Someone like him willing to stay and serve was indeed most fortunate, and he was immediately appointed as Xianshen.
Though they could agree to the conditions, whether it would ultimately be a complete success as he wished was not something they could guarantee.
It depended on fate.
Because the reincarnation couldn’t happen with preserved memories and the tragic first world’s events needed resolving, along with the requirement for Xianshen to remain in service, only part of the soul could descend for earthly trials.
The lost child was the root of the tragedy, so if he could reunite, get to know, fall in love with, and ultimately marry his beloved, thus having offspring, it would resolve that tragedy. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
In the next life, he was born as the son of a wealthy and prestigious family, fell in love with her—even though she wasn’t the timid soul from the first life—and she decisively fled, unable to endure the transformation into an upper-class wife.
Then came the world where he was the boss. They met again but were not meant to be, ending in tragedy once more.
The third time, he was the princely heir, and she was a fallen noble’s lady. Though she ended up as a maid in the Pei Mansion, she liked another man, yet again, they were not meant to be.
The two were always star-crossed. If this continued, they would enter an infinite cycle of tragedy, and after more than ten lifetimes, it would become a dead-end loop, signifying complete failure.
Thus, Xianshen devised a method, writing down the ancient tale as a cautionary tale, hoping to provide some insight. Indeed, she saw it and entered the book’s world to endure that tribulation and fulfill the mission.
This time, it succeeded.
Now, it just needed the previously failed worlds to be mended for a complete success, and their souls to return to their rightful places.
With the birth of a child in the ancient world, it equated to mending the world that once lost a child.
Now, it just needed the boss and the wealthy heir’s worlds to be mended.
But to accomplish the task quickly, these two worlds could be merged into one.
He was both her boss and the wealthy heir.
She was his secretary.
...
Qu Fulan received a text from her last matchmaking date as she entered the restaurant.
—Tell me what I’m not doing well, and I’ll change.
She removed her large sunglasses, turned off the screen, and adjusted her wavy long hair. A waiter approached to politely ask if she had a reservation.
She immediately noticed a man sitting by the window, a rose on the table, staring at her intently. She waved the rose in her hand and strode over, her high heels tapping on the floor, seemingly resonating within the man’s heart.
At least, that’s what Mr. Yang thought.
Since this was a matchmaking date, naturally, they had both previously learned some basic information about each other and seen photos, though women’s photos often came with extensive beautifying filters, making them almost unrecognizable even to their parents, let alone to others before and after makeup. In this era, with makeup skills, even a pig could look like a fairy.
However, upon seeing that excessively beautiful and enchanting photo, Mr. Yang couldn’t help but be moved, coming with the hope that even if she were significantly less attractive in person, it wouldn’t matter to him.
But who would have thought, she looked even better in person!
Mr. Yang, for the first time, experienced what it meant for someone to look equally good with both heavy and light makeup. The difference between her lightly made-up appearance and her heavily made-up photo wasn’t substantial—it was plain to see that she was the same person.
"Miss Qu, please have a seat." Mr. Yang courteously stood to pull out a chair for the lady.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang, your generosity is impressive." Qu Fulan was never stingy with praise for a man’s gentlemanliness.
"Miss Qu, why did you choose to wear light makeup today?" Mr. Yang decided to initiate the conversation with this topic, considering most matchmaking faced would strive to appear as they do in their photos. Her choice to do the opposite naturally aroused curiosity.
When a man is curious about a particular matter of a woman, it signifies curiosity about the woman herself.
In fact, Mr. Yang was inquiring about a bit more. It’s often said that a woman’s heavy makeup represents special importance—a woman’s deliberate dress suggests the gravity with which she views the event, and conversely...
Qu Fulan casually explained, "Oh, my skin is slightly irritated these days, and the doctor doesn’t recommend heavy makeup."
In truth, it was just an excuse; applying heavy makeup takes effort, while a light makeup look is much easier.
"I see, I thought perhaps you were dissatisfied with today’s matchmaking." Mr. Yang joked, subtly seeking to understand her attitude via implication.
Regarding Mr. Yang’s family condition, qualifying for Qu Fulan’s matchmaking list, the standards wouldn’t be too low—they were at least equivalent.
After all, she herself was a white-collar professional with a decent salary; there would be no reason to seek someone lesser than her.
If it were before she turned 23, Qu Fulan wouldn’t even consider matchmaking. With her qualifications, why would she need it? But fate intervened when her mother fell ill, fearing no one would care for her daughter after her passing, wishing to see her in a relationship before departing. Relationships, however, don’t just materialize overnight, especially when she’s constantly working like a whirlwind, leaving no room for dating, leading to her matchmaking path.
Including today’s meeting, it’s the fifth.
It’s often said that the matchmaking market is rife with oddities; she once thought exaggerated tales, but going through it firsthand proved otherwise.
Take the first matchmaking date, who immediately asked if she could quit her job. He didn’t want his wife being a secretary to another man, worrying about the rumors.
More absurdly, that man’s salary was lower than hers.
