Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 483 - 37: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan didn’t want to engage, and politely declined.

In the end, Young Master Yang shamelessly sat down, called for a waiter to add another set of tableware, and ordered some more delicious food.

"This meal is on me."

When one’s shamelessness is invincible, facing such a person, Qu Fulan and her best friend couldn’t just blatantly send him away.

Young Master Yang was just like his personality—bright and sunny.

Honestly, people like them, born as second-generation rich, never worrying about food or drink, what more could they lack? Sunshine is just normal for them.

But even among second-generation rich, there’s distinction. People like Young Master Yang and Young Master Zhou, at this level, actually have to pay attention to the Pei Group’s mood.

That’s also why Qu Fulan used to interact with them when she worked as a secretary at the Pei Group, because of some collaborations.

"I’ve recently landed a new project, my team is a bit short-handed, and I’m wondering if Miss Qu would be willing to graciously help me out a bit?"

This was an invitation for her to work at his company. He even used the words "graciously help," proving that a playboy’s mouth can be sweet. If they wish, they can make a woman obedient, but likewise, they’ll drop them without hesitation when needed.

Unfortunately, Qu Fulan never fell for this in the past, and doesn’t fall for it now.

Besides, he is in the same circle as Pei Ji’an.

"Thank you, Young Master Yang, for the offer, but both of us have new plans for our lives. Thanks for the invitation. Also, my friend and I are full, Young Master Yang, enjoy your meal. I’ll cover this meal."

It’s unreasonable to let the newcomer pay.

Originally thought this would make Young Master Yang restrain himself somewhat, but he followed up, "Then let me treat next time."

Qu Fulan didn’t take it seriously and left with her best friend.

"You’ve got quite the demand; just broke up and already there’s a new pursuer. However, that person seems a bit flirtatious?"

Her best friend had keen eyes, good at judging people.

"How many second-generation rich are not flirtatious?" Qu Fulan didn’t mind.

Her best friend was about to say something but swallowed it back.

President Pei is not flirtatious, but he has too many rules.

It’s clear that life’s dualities are hard to reconcile.

Qu Fulan thought the encounter with Young Master Yang was just a coincidence, that it would pass.

However, the next morning she went downstairs for lunch.

After leaving that circle, her life returned to its original state; occasionally staying up late, occasionally sleeping in, sleeping until whichever time she pleased.

Yet, upon reaching downstairs, she saw Young Master Yang with a flashy car parked below, wearing sunglasses, waving at her as soon as he saw her, attracting numerous passerby gazes.

Qu Fulan paused slightly, then walked over, "Young Master Yang, is there something you need?"

"I said yesterday I’d treat you to a meal, so here I am," Young Master Yang smiled, opening the car door for Qu Fulan.

Qu Fulan: "...How did you know when I’d be coming down?"

Young Master Yang casually laughed, "I’ve been waiting here for a long time."

Qu Fulan didn’t get in the car, "Young Master Yang, what is this about?"

Young Master Yang took off his sunglasses, "It’s obvious, I’m pursuing you."

...

Pei Group.

Looking at the document that hadn’t been signed for ages, the assistant cautiously reminded, "President Pei, is there something wrong with this document? Do I need to revise it again?"

This remark was actually a subtle reminder to President Pei not to get distracted. He lost count of how many times the President seemed absent-minded while working, even during meetings.

When had this happened before?

It all started after Secretary Qu left.

The assistant didn’t dare to ask for specifics, but the document was vital; he’d privately revised it numerous times to ensure no issues. Once President Pei signed, he could deliver it.

Fortunately, his subtle reminder worked; President Pei quickly signed the document after confirming it was correct, and the assistant left grateful.

Left with the man behind the CEO’s desk, sitting silently in his chair, pondering over something without returning to work.

Then, exceptionally, President Pei left the company early once again.

The word "again" suggested that President Pei had done this before, but the distractions and absent-mindedness had only occurred after Secretary Qu left.

In reality, Assistant Cai wasn’t initially curious. Upon learning of his boss’s breakup with Secretary Qu, his first thought was that the boss had ended things with Secretary Qu, but now it seemed... the boss clearly still cared about her. So why separate? If you like her, continue to be together—how simple is that?

Anyway, given his boss’s identity and status, he didn’t need to rely on marriage to solidify any position; he could marry anyone he wanted.

Unless...

The assistant suddenly felt a Eureka moment.

It truly is unbelievable.

People in the circle just knew President Pei broke up with his girlfriend; the reason wasn’t known nor important. People were good at imagining; thinking it was just a matter of mismatched social status or simply tired of it.

As for who got dumped, well, that wasn’t even a question.

So when arranging gatherings, friends still celebrated President Pei’s return to single life.

But the person in question merely sat down, had two drinks, and left. Where was the freedom and joy of being single again?

"What’s going on lately? Even Young Master Yang hasn’t been coming out. When we finally arranged something, he left early."

Young Master Zhou responded, "Young Master Pei has never liked such gatherings; you know that. Attending for a while is giving face. As for Young Master Yang, I heard he’s chasing a girl recently. Who knows which family’s girl he’s going to upset."

The person speaking wasn’t afraid of lightning striking. In the circle, barring the oddity of President Pei, who else wasn’t a flirt? Who among us hasn’t upset a few girls?

After President Pei left the gathering, he returned home, undoing his tie while seeing the box quietly standing aside.

Soon, his gesture of pulling the tie became somewhat agitated; without waiting for the housekeeper to take his coat, he casually tossed it onto the side of the coat rack, skewed, always about to fall onto the floor, which was promptly arranged by the housekeeper.

After tidying up, the housekeeper’s gaze also settled on the box.

That’s the box Miss Qu sent on the second day after breaking up; inside were all the young master’s things.

At that time, he had asked the young master about handling the box, and upon seeing it, the young master remained silent for a long time, merely saying to keep it, and so the box stayed.

Yet, every time the young master returned and saw the box, his mood would worsen, then he’d take a bottle from the liquor cabinet to the balcony, drinking quietly by himself.

Just like right now.

The housekeeper felt a bit worried, unsure if the young master had eaten outside yet, otherwise drinking on an empty stomach would be harmful to health.

After hesitating for a moment, the housekeeper decided against asking; in the past, when had the young master ever responded?

Lucky for him, the young master wouldn’t get drunk; since childhood, he’d always acted with restraint, never allowing himself to get utterly drunk.

Indeed, after two drinks, the young master got up and went upstairs.

Watching the young master’s back as he ascended, a sense of sorrow inexplicably washed over the housekeeper.

The young master was always like this, but he’d never seen loneliness in him, yet now...

The housekeeper couldn’t fathom it either; why did Miss Qu break up so suddenly?