Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 495 - 49: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan felt her cheeks grow warm from the unexpected remark.

When she saw clothing items that perfectly matched her size, she had guessed the truth. Her following question was just a form of verification. She expected him to come up with some excuse, but instead, he directly admitted to it, leaving her feeling a bit bashful.

"Really? I thought they were for someone else," she stubbornly said.

The man merely gave her an inscrutable look and said nothing more.

Qu Fulan felt this man lacked sincerity. If he intended to pursue someone, he should know to say more flattering things. He seemed just as brief and dismissive as ever.

She tapped her fingers on the table, "Sir, pursuing a girl requires patience. Saying a few sweet words wouldn’t hurt."

The man raised an eyebrow, "If I recall correctly, a girl generally refers to females aged 10 to 14?"

Qu Fulan clenched her fist in shame and frustration, "...Do you believe that by acting like this, you’ll never find a girlfriend? You’re such a straightforward guy, destined to be single forever."

Pei Ji’an nodded thoughtfully, "I believe so. After all, girlfriends I’ve found could be lost. Can the amazing Miss Qu provide some advice on how to regain a lost girlfriend?"

Qu Fulan’s embarrassment quickly vanished. No wonder everyone loves compliments; it did feel great to be complimented, especially when it concerned her, making her enjoy it even more. She earnestly elaborated, "It’s simple: cherish her alone, spoil her, never deceive her, fulfill every promise made to her, speak sincerely to her, don’t bully or reprimand her, trust her. If someone bullies her, come to her aid at once; be happy when she’s happy, and share in her sadness when she’s sad..."

Qu Fulan counted on her fingers and listed them one by one. "Did you remember them?"

Pei Ji’an chuckled softly, "I’ve remembered."

Qu Fulan snorted lightly, "This is a serious matter, no laughing allowed."

Pei Ji’an indeed restrained his laughter and put on a serious demeanor, "Is this better?"

Qu Fulan herself couldn’t help but laugh. Watching the movie "The Lion Roars," she’d hoped to someday recite the heroine’s classic lines to someone, and now that she did, it felt great.

Pei Ji’an didn’t seize the opportunity for teasing but instead watched her quietly, with a subtle smile on his lips.

Compared to their first interaction, the current pursuit seemed more relaxed than before.

Some changes were so gradual that Qu Fulan herself hadn’t noticed. When she did, she could confidently direct President Pei of the Pei Group to serve her tea and water. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The studio’s operations improved day by day, and Qu Fulan was busy like a dog most days, largely involved in outdoor activities. Finally, returning to the office to relax under the air conditioning, she hardly had the energy to rise and fetch a drink.

When Pei Ji’an arrived, Qu Fulan was lying on the sofa, "Pour me a glass of warm water, thanks."

Pei Ji’an put down his briefcase and went over to pour her water. That wasn’t enough; he had to help her up and feed her sips.

Qu Fulan lay nestled in his arms with no discomfort.

After drinking the water, she continued to lounge, "By comparison, working for someone else actually allows a bit more freedom. There’s zero freedom in entrepreneurship; always worrying about losing business, constantly running around, and my feet are nearly worn out."

"Then close the studio and come work as my secretary again."

"That’s impossible. Once the bow is drawn, no turning back. Giving up halfway isn’t my way."

Pei Ji’an raised his brows but said nothing more. After sitting down, he placed her legs over his and began gently pressing her delicate feet.

Qu Fulan’s face instantly flushed red. She could complain all she wanted, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine Pei Ji’an would give her a foot massage. She was both embarrassed and anxious, wanting to pull her legs back, yet couldn’t resist the strength of his big hands.

"Ah!" She couldn’t help but vocalize when he pressed a particular spot.

The saying goes, where it flows, there’s no pain; pain comes with obstruction. As a secretary, she used to run around in high heels every day and frequently visited foot massage parlors for comfortable enjoyment. Back then, it never hurt.

Now, with her own business and overwhelming tasks, getting to bed on time was already a blessing, leaving no spare time for foot baths.

Feet devoid of regular care suffered blockage. Massaging them hurt, tingled, and strangely felt comfortable—a bittersweet sensation.

If a foot masseuse gave her a massage, she’d surely enjoy it, but in front of her stood the Pei Family’s president.

Qu Fulan attempted to resist, "I’ll just go to a foot massage parlor later; you don’t have to... ah..."

Another pressure point pushed her to voice out, and the sound was somewhat suggestive, leading her to cover her mouth with her hands and look at him with pleading eyes.

"Were your masseurs previously male or female?" The man squinted and asked.

Her jade-like feet were fair and delicate, with five rounded and rosy toes, utterly adorable. If other men had touched such feet, President Pei would find himself in a foul mood.

"Female, all female!" Qu Fulan suppressed the involuntary pleasurable sounds as she quickly responded. She definitely didn’t like other men touching her feet.

Some things women could do were acceptable, but if a man performed the massage, it’d seem somewhat improper or suggestive, which she disliked.

Yet, she wasn’t accustomed to letting Pei Ji’an massage her, not to mention the Pei Group’s president, making her feel sinful!

"That’s enough, that’s enough; my feet aren’t uncomfortable anymore." Qu Fulan struggled to withdraw her feet. Even with the air conditioning on, she could sense her burning cheeks and knew without a mirror that her face was undoubtedly very red.

So embarrassing!

Pei Ji’an relaxed his brows but seemed to ignore her words, continuing to focus earnestly on rubbing her feet, "There’s a party the day after tomorrow with plenty of resources suitable for your studio."

Talking about work, Qu Fulan instantly let everything else slip her mind, "Really?"

Her former network might be strong, but it paled in comparison to his. It wasn’t surprising he knew more than she did about many things.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

"Never, never, you’ve always been an honest person. Where’s the party held? What are the entry conditions?"

"I’ve secured the invitation for you."

"Thanks~"

As they chatted idly, Qu Fulan forgot she was being pampered, with her jade-like feet being massaged so comfortably that she almost dozed off. He even draped a blanket over her and couldn’t resist pinching her cheek.

Qu Fulan instantly opened her eyes, glaring at his hand, "You just touched my feet."

Pei Ji’an found her amusing, "You’re shunning even your own feet?"

Qu Fulan hummed without articulating reasons. Of course, she wouldn’t reject her own feet. After returning, she had washed her face and feet before lying down. After all, she loved cleanliness and wouldn’t permit lying on the sofa straight after coming from outside.

Nonetheless clean as they were, she felt feet were feet, and faces were faces; comparing was irrelevant.

Seeing her stirring, the blanket partially slid off, and he bent to lay it back, but Qu Fulan inched backward instinctively, "Go wash your hands."

Discontent was written all over her face.

Pei Ji’an squinted his eyes, tilted her chin up, and kissed her, with his deep voice spilling from his lips in the act.

"Ungrateful one, I don’t mind you, but you disdain me now."