Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 479 - 33: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan has indulged in the role of the domineering CEO’s sweet wife for once.

Yang Zhi’s small company faced difficulties in just a few days.

All the businesses that collaborated with him ceased their partnerships, how could the company continue operating?

Yang Zhi was running around anxiously, asking those people why they would rather pay breach penalties to terminate the cooperation with him. He asked several times but got stammering responses. Finally, someone he had a decent relationship with gave him a hint, suggesting that he might have offended someone and should investigate it thoroughly to apologize properly later.

At this point, what more did Yang Zhi need to understand?

Who else but the president of Pei Group could have brought his company to bankruptcy overnight?

There was no need to ask for the reasons.

Yang Zhi was regretting so deeply it was as if his guts had turned green; he shouldn’t have acted on impulse and done such a thing, thinking he was flawless. What status does President Pei have?

This world was originally meant to serve those with power and privilege. If President Pei wants to investigate something, isn’t it a piece of cake?

He must have found out what Yang Zhi did and retaliated against him.

Yang Zhi could not withstand this retaliation; he acted without considering the consequences, and now regret hit him hard.

Now that he knew the reason, he was bound to apologize and plead with President Pei for a reprieve.

Unfortunately, President Pei is not someone you can see just because you want to.

It’s unavoidable that he would have to seek Qu Fulan.

Unfortunately, Qu Fulan had blocked his contact information, forcing him to use his cousin’s phone to reach out.

Pan Yun was shocked when she learned that her cousin’s company had gone through such a significant issue, all caused by President Pei.

Individuals like her, who are considered prominent figures within their own circles, often have entourages fawning over them, leading them to sometimes feel as though they’re quite formidable.

But now she realized that to truly powerful people, crushing them is just a blink of an eye’s work.

Pan Yun felt both fearful and jealous, with some envy too.

Why didn’t she find such a boyfriend?

If any man were willing to do that for her, she would be willing even to die.

Finally, she couldn’t resist her cousin’s entreaties, especially considering their family firms were interconnected, sharing fortunes and misfortunes. Supporting her cousin’s company is essentially supporting her own family business.

So Pan Yun had to swallow her pride and call Qu Fulan to plead for mercy.

Qu Fulan refused her request.

Qu Fulan’s rejection made Pan Yun clench her fingers tightly, "I’ve already apologized on behalf of my cousin, what more do you want?"

Listen to these words; there is no awareness of wrongdoing, only blaming others for not accepting her apology.

Qu Fulan couldn’t understand why some people always thought they could act carelessly and all would be well as long as they apologized?

If she didn’t have a boyfriend like this boss, the humiliation she faced wouldn’t have been uncovered, who would have cleared her name?

And even if it had been uncovered, it wouldn’t have made Yang Zhi suffer, who would have spoken for her then?

Now they’re humbled and apologizing only because they’re bowing to power, all for their own interest.

"Your cousin did wrong, apologizing is what he should do, but forgiveness is my choice." Qu Fulan replied mercilessly.

"Qu Fulan, don’t be too excessive. Leaving room for maneuvering isn’t a bad thing."

"According to your logic, if your family member was killed, and the murderer came to apologize, you should also leave them room to maneuver?"

"Qu Fulan, you’re really malicious, why curse my family?" Pan Yun gritted her teeth and asked.

"Do you know that slander can drive people to death? Do you know what it feels like for a woman to be defamed? If it weren’t for my boyfriend’s ability to thoroughly investigate and restore my innocence, do you know what others would say behind my back? You certainly cannot comprehend because you don’t feel the pain when the knife isn’t on you, but I can let you experience what it means to be falsely accused."

"Don’t you want us to spare your cousin? Okay, go tell your boyfriend that you’re a bitch and that you’ve slept with many men. As long as you dare to say it, make a video, and show it to me, I’ll let my boyfriend spare your cousin’s company, how’s that?"

"Qu Fulan, you’re really vicious, asking me to do such a thing?!"

"Didn’t they do this to me? Now you call me vicious? Then what should you be called?"

See, it’s only when the knife cuts you that you know the pain.

In the end, the call naturally was unpleasant.

Qu Fulan wasn’t bothered; not everyone deserves forgiveness, and not every friend is worth having. Losing a couple of such peculiar classmates is rather a good thing.

In fact, Pan Yun was wrong. If she were truly vicious, she should suggest this to Yang Zhi; believe me, Yang Zhi would surely be willing to sell out his cousin.

If the sisters wreak havoc upon each other and the families turn against each other, wouldn’t that be better?

But Qu Fulan doesn’t want to ruin her conscience for such people.

Yang Zhi trying to seek forgiveness through her is impossible; if Pan Yun wants to try, that’s fine. If she follows her method, then she’ll forgive them.

What’s the result? Wanting forgiveness without facing any consequences, where would you find such a cheap thing?

Regarding the matter with Yang Zhi and Pan Yun, Qu Fulan just set it aside; even though later Zhou Yao and Wu Hao came to speak on Pan Yun’s behalf, Qu Fulan confronted them with the same words.

After that, no one came to her anymore.

She resumed her previously thoroughly scheduled lifestyle without a moment’s spare time, arranged by the butler.

Qu Fulan would sneak a break for herself, which was to deliver meals to him.

She would rather busy herself in the kitchen, at least there she could let her mind wander; otherwise, learning all sorts of formalities of a wealthy family left her feeling suffocating.

Now she had started learning flower arrangement, tea arts, and the standard smile and posture during social events.

Experiencing such things for the first time might be refreshing, but with time, it felt as if becoming a puppet under someone’s control, and the whole person seemed soulless.

She couldn’t easily take a leave; unless visiting her mother’s illness, even then she couldn’t stay in the ward the whole day since the butler arranged a full set of care, Mrs. Qu didn’t lack attendants.

And Mrs. Qu would also urge her to study well.

No choice, a mother does everything for her daughter’s good.

So apart from visiting her mother, only visiting her boyfriend got her permission.

No matter how important rules are, the feelings between a couple are also crucial.

The office.

The boss was seated behind the desk, head down writing something.

His suit pressed to perfection, noble and restrained.

Knowing she arrived, he didn’t look up at her.

Qu Fulan knows him well; when working, not to mention girlfriends, even wives don’t matter.

She didn’t disturb him, resting on the sofa beside him, learning rules is truly exhausting.

Qu Fulan just lay on the sofa, didn’t know when she fell asleep.

Thinking about how she woke before dawn to learn rules, learning so many things a day, at the end of the day with no chance to catch a breath, wishing she could split into two.

Not to mention lying down, she’d probably fall asleep even standing.

Didn’t know how long she slept, she was awakened, saw him squatting in front of her, looking at her expressionlessly.

When Qu Fulan saw him finally having time for her, she was ready to smile, but his next words dashed her expression back to the original.

"You should leave now," he said. "Studying more things is for your own good, go."