Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 482 - 36: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan didn’t answer her boss’s question.

Some things only need to be said once, there’s no need to repeat them.

She believed he could hear and understand.

Sure enough, the boss was silent for a moment, then put down his napkin, "Have you been too tired lately? If so, you can take a few days off, it’s fine."

Qu Fulan looked at the handsome and wealthy boss in front of her, his every gesture exuding elegance and nobility, the air of someone in a high position.

He was high and mighty, attracting many women to flock to him.

Basically, there’s no woman who could refuse to date a handsome and wealthy man.

So when he proposed dating, even though she found it incredible, her refusal was weak, she even tacitly agreed to the relationship.

Vanity, women have it too.

But one cannot live on vanity; the reality after vanity is reality.

The reality is that she and he were not of the same class, not in the same world.

So in this relationship, she was the weaker party, with no confidence to compete with him in any aspect.

Eating, sleeping, playing with her phone.

Initially, although she found him overbearing, she thought maybe this was his way of caring for her.

Time went by, and she realized it wasn’t.

He was just training her according to a template, turning her into what he wanted, the ideal person to become Young Madam Pei, to meet societal standards, so no one could find fault.

But he forgot, if he just wanted a qualified partner, in his circle, there should be many who met the criteria without needing such training.

So, he should like her as she was at the beginning, not a tool-like person, without self or soul.

See, even a clever man like the boss can be confused at times.

Fortunately, she was clear-headed now.

"I’m sorry, it’s not about being tired, I just think we’re not suitable, I want to break up."

The boss’s expression was a bit grim; indeed, no man being dumped would have a pleasant expression, but at this moment, she couldn’t care less.

She had accommodated him for too long, almost losing herself.

If a man’s pride shouldn’t be hurt, then conversely, a woman’s pride shouldn’t be hurt either. Since it’s not suitable, it doesn’t matter who initiates the breakup.

"Do you know what you’re saying?" His tone was a bit harsh.

"Absolutely clear."

The boss’s thin lips pressed into a line, the line was cold and indifferent; finally, he spoke calmly, "Alright, tell me, what’s not suitable?"

Knowing what’s not suitable, would he change?

Qu Fulan wouldn’t be so naive.

"Everything is not suitable."

So no need to change, can’t change, she doesn’t have the power to make a CEO change for her, just as she can’t change for a CEO.

Everyone in this world is an independent individual, living for oneself, not for others.

Love yourself first to love others; now she had forgotten how to love herself, what about loving others?

Qu Fulan stood up, "I promised to have dinner with my mom tonight, boss, goodbye."

It seemed they wouldn’t meet again.

Burying with this relationship was also her job.

She couldn’t stay working at the Pei Group after ditching their CEO.

Luckily, she wasn’t worried about finding another job.

She turned and left, walking to the door, without hearing him say another word.

Not until she reached the yard did she hear the clattering of dishes in the restaurant.

Qu Fulan dropped her gaze, striding away.

The end of a relationship comes with feelings of loss and sadness, but compared to these, the sense of freedom she felt was stronger, even diluting the loss and sadness.

"So, it’s simply not enough love, not willing to give all for the relationship," her friend said.

Qu Fulan did not go to dinner with her mom but called her friend out for dinner instead.

Her friend was shocked for three minutes after learning about her breakup, then came to that conclusion.

Qu Fulan was still appreciating the city night view, the bright lights; it seemed like a long time since she sat down, relaxed, without any thoughts, just enjoying the city’s night view.

Suddenly, she felt it was stunningly beautiful.

"If any relationship requires one party to give everything, it will eventually end in a breakup," Qu Fulan explained with a faint smile.

She walked out of that situation, observing the relationship as an outsider, now able to see through many things she couldn’t before.

The world of relationships should be equal; any one-sided total dedication cannot be exchanged for equal treatment, and unbalanced relationships will not last.

Unless you’re willing to give up your soul and self.

Besides, the training they gave her was pushing her towards being a housewife, not working after marriage, spending every day either having afternoon tea with other ladies or attending various banquets and social events.

If she had children, she’d become the kind to focus on family, a standard housewife role.

Some might like such a life, but it’s not what she likes.

"Anyway, to reject the Pei Group’s CEO, you’re quite remarkable," her friend expressed her deep admiration.

"Let’s not talk about that, I haven’t been out for a stroll for ages, let’s enjoy shopping tonight."

You only realize the value of something after it’s gone.

"Sure, you don’t know, after you started dating someone, I had to schedule an appointment in advance just to meet you, but never got a slot, it’s terrible."

Her friend originally envied how Fulan found such a wealthy boyfriend, but later saw she couldn’t even control her own time, realizing some lives only look glamorous on the surface.

Qu Fulan had a great time shopping that night; at any random street stall, she enjoyed herself, and eventually bought quite a few trinkets.

This kind of life, Qu Fulan lived for a week, feeling blissfully happy like never before.

After submitting her resignation at Pei Group, she didn’t bother looking for another job, wanting to enjoy the rare holiday for a month at least.

So after relaxing for half a month, news of Qu Fulan and Pei Ji’an’s breakup spread in the circle.

Some sighed, some pondered, some mocked, but Qu Fulan didn’t care.

She didn’t expect that shortly after regaining singlehood, she’d have another pursuer.

Qu Fulan returned from a two-day trip with her friend, meeting an acquaintance in a restaurant.

"Miss Qu."

Qu Fulan turned back, it was Young Master Yang.

Pei Ji’an’s friend, like Zhou Zhongquan, had once tried to pursue her but failed.

Qu Fulan, having broken up with Pei Ji’an, wasn’t interested in his acquaintances either.

She gave a faint reply and ignored him.

Yet Young Master Yang smiled and came over to chat.

"What a coincidence meeting here."

"Young Master Yang, are you here to meet someone?" Qu Fulan said this as a subtle hint for him to leave.

Yet Young Master Yang smiled and said, "No meeting, just came for a meal because I’m hungry, a bit dull eating alone, mind if I join you?"