Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 477: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan was too distracted to pay attention to anyone else’s mood or feelings.

Because the next part involved cutting the cake for their homeroom teacher.

The boss held her waist throughout, effortlessly and casually, with one hand holding a wine glass while toasting with others, exuding elegance and grace, just like attending a high-class banquet.

Because of his presence, the class reunion took on a whole new level. The hotel’s officials, whether they knew the others or not, shamelessly came in to chat with President Pei.

Seeing President Pei focusing on his girlfriend and the homeroom teacher, they quickly changed targets, showering his girlfriend with compliments and the teacher with flattery, truly trying every trick to please President Pei.

The fat guy and Yang Zhi watched others scramble to flatter President Pei, their hearts sour and jealous, wanting to approach but feeling ashamed and embarrassed, unable to swallow their pride.

Earlier, they bragged to Qu Fulan about how impressive they were in the business circle and even hinted they might know her boyfriend, maybe even be in the same circle.

They said this to expose Qu Fulan’s lies, to humiliate her and make her uncomfortable. Others might not see through their intent, but Qu Fulan certainly could.

Now they aren’t even worthy to serve her boyfriend; it’s too painful.

Yet, they couldn’t stop the urge to curry favor, hoping to connect with President Pei. After all, such opportunities are rare, and missing one might mean never encountering another...

Both men felt this way, and needless to say, those female classmates who originally disliked Qu Fulan felt even worse.

Today, at the class reunion, Qu Fulan truly stole the spotlight, and her boyfriend even took great care of the homeroom teacher, leaving people speechless.

How could she be so lucky?

Previously, her good grades were tolerable, but her looks and all the great opportunities falling into her lap were hard to endure. People were thrilled to hear she needed to go on blind dates to find a boyfriend after starting work, finally seeing the beauty humbled.

Turns out, her boyfriend is the president of Pei Group!

The universe is too unfair, bestowing all good things on one person, leaving no room for others.

"I heard from Fulan that you met through a blind date. Is that true?"

Someone recalled what Qu Fulan mentioned earlier and asked. After all, discussing such topics at events like this was quite normal.

Pei Ji’an was not as indifferent as he usually was at work and acknowledged the statement, "Indeed."

Someone instantly exclaimed.

"That’s unbelievable, President Pei, do people like you also need to go on blind dates?" someone joked.

"Is that odd?" President Pei responded with a faint smile.

"Of course, someone of your stature must have many willing to be your girlfriend..."

The person realized their remark was inappropriate after receiving a light jab in the ribs, their face reddening.

That person failed in their attempt to flatter, and another instantly chimed in.

"When are you and Little Qu getting married, President Pei? Be sure to invite us to your wedding."

Honestly, such a question was sensitive. After all, dating doesn’t necessarily mean marriage, this applies to ordinary people, let alone a scion of a wealthy family.

Perhaps he was just dating Qu Fulan, and now caught in the moment, doesn’t mean he will marry her in the future.

This person asking such a question was quite lacking in tact.

Yet, admittedly, everyone wanted to know the answer, so despising the one who asked was one thing, but the desire for an answer was another. Everyone was eagerly watching the couple whose relationship seemed rather sweet.

A few people intently watched Qu Fulan, trying to discern something from her expression.

Qu Fulan had no particular expression on her face; it was quite normal for couples to be asked such questions. If they were ready for marriage, they’d answer truthfully; if not, she’d say they were still planning, unsure of when it’d happen.

Unsurprisingly, the boss’s answer was impeccable. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Once we’re married, we’ll surely send invitations to everyone."

Qu Fulan understood this as meaning if they don’t marry, there’s no need to send invitations.

But to others, President Pei’s words implied he would marry Qu Fulan.

Pan Yun involuntarily clenched her fingers, her heart bubbling with old resentment, almost choking.

What made Qu Fulan deserving of marrying into a wealthy family?

In terms of figure and beauty, she lost to Qu Fulan, why was she inferior in every aspect?

As the saying goes, ’A mountain cannot house two tigers unless they are male and female,’ there is some truth to that.

Pan Yun held the top rank in every subject from childhood until she met Qu Fulan, and became the eternal number two.

This long-term feeling of being overshadowed, only the person experiencing it knows how painful it is.

In the end, she thought she’d finally surpass her and yet found it was just an illusion.

How could she willingly accept it?

The restroom remains a classic place for gossip.

A few female classmates went to the restroom to touch up their makeup while casually discussing Qu Fulan’s affairs.

"Do you think President Pei will really marry Qu Fulan?"

"I don’t think so, it’s just for show, not something to take seriously."

"But President Pei didn’t seem like he was joking."

"People of that status and position, can you easily discern their true intentions? Moreover, in such wealthy families, who doesn’t marry someone of equal status? Outsiders... are just for fun."

"Doesn’t that make Fulan pitiful?"

"Are you kidding? Dating someone like that is already a blessing, many women can’t even have a one-night stand, and she’s gotten to date him. Even if they don’t end up together, would she not gain anything from the breakup? With those benefits, not only could she skip years of struggle, she might live worry-free forever, or else why would many women willingly become mistresses?"

Hearing this, Pan Yun slowly emerged from her feelings of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Indeed, dating doesn’t equate to marriage; however sweet the words now sound, until the very end, who knows if a man’s words are sincere?

Qu Fulan might not necessarily marry into a wealthy family.

Why should she panic over something unresolved?

Perhaps, in the end, Qu Fulan might end up abandoned.

Thinking this, Pan Yun’s mood improved significantly.

She was different, she wouldn’t take long to get married.

One should always find someone who matches, otherwise, incompatibility leads to inevitable abandonment sooner or later.

The thought seemed pleasant, but returning to the banquet, seeing President Pei and Qu Fulan looking perfectly matched, Pan Yun’s heart ached again.

Her boyfriend didn’t even show up today, claiming he was too busy at work!

But could he be busier than the president of Pei Group?

Especially since President Pei was extremely attentive and gentlemanly towards Qu Fulan throughout the event.

The comparison highlighted the differences instantly.

Pan Yun’s heart felt like it was being bitten by ants, densely painful.

What was even more jealousy-provoking was that Qu Fulan was originally Pei Group’s CEO’s secretary!

No wonder she became President Pei’s girlfriend, it was a case of proximity advantage.

Upon learning this news, Yang Zhi deeply regretted, had he known earlier, he would’ve pretended better, dated Qu Fulan first, and then used her connections to align with Pei Group. Wouldn’t that be straightforward?

Now words were ineffective post-event.

Back then, he only knew she was someone’s secretary, thinking she wouldn’t be anyone significant or respectable, so he questioned if she had been a virgin.

Recalling this, Yang Zhi couldn’t help but squint.

Does President Pei know Qu Fulan isn’t a virgin?

Presumably, he doesn’t, or why would such a person use a woman previously used by others?

Qu Fulan must have deceived him, if he knew the truth...

So, finally at the banquet, someone handed President Pei a note.

Opening it, it read — Qu Fulan is a bitch, she has slept with many men.