Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!

Chapter 536 - 90: The Boss and the Secretary

Qu Fulan ultimately didn’t sing; after all, she’s not a singer. She doesn’t usually sing much, and being able to sing one or two complete songs is already her limit.Even so, Qu Fulan’s song left a deep impression in everyone’s hearts.

The entertainment that followed was still lively. Maybe there are all kinds of conflicts in the family usually, but when they’re playing together, the focus is all on having fun.

So, the night’s entertainment ended with everyone happy.

Qu Fulan also got a further understanding of the people in the Pei Family.

Some people are easy to talk to, while others like to make sarcastic comments. Qu Fulan understood this, and it will make interactions smoother in the future.

There are quite a few grudges in wealthy families, but even in ordinary families, there can be various conflicts between sisters-in-law and relatives.

But in the future, Qu Fulan won’t be interacting with these people every day; everyone will be busy with their own lives, gathering occasionally. If someone is sharp-tongued, she will naturally retaliate.

Of course, these are future concerns.

For now, Qu Fulan is still immersed in her career. Occasionally, when the third sister-in-law invites her out for tea, she makes time to go.

The third sister-in-law sees her career and has an indescribable envy in her tone.

It’s always difficult to balance family and career, especially for women who have given birth; they spend too much energy on the family, leaving little time for a career.

If the third sister-in-law hadn’t given up her career, she would still be a star, flying everywhere every day, which her husband certainly wouldn’t like; so she chose to sacrifice, which is her personality and pursuit. Qu Fulan doesn’t comment on it, she just manages her own affairs well.

In her view, giving up her career is impossible; she couldn’t become a housewife.

In fact, it is true; Qu Fulan has always worked hard on her career, but her relationship with her fiancé has only grown stronger.

Both of them are busy; not seeing each other for two or three days is short, and there are times when they don’t see each other for a month.

But no matter how long it has been, every meeting feels like a little honeymoon after a short separation.

Qu Fulan attributes this phenomenon to the beauty that distance brings.

Days passed by quickly, and soon it was the day to register their marriage, a day Mr. Pei chose as a suitable date. This was how other family members had done it too; emphasizing the formalities of marriage is a way to cherish it.

On the day of registration, all the paperwork was completed very quickly. When Qu Fulan got the certificate, she was momentarily bewildered—was she really married now?

On the way back, Qu Fulan remained silent, and Pei Ji’an keenly sensed her unusual emotions.

This is the mindset of truly liking someone; you can always quickly perceive the other’s emotional changes.

He didn’t say anything while driving, and after they returned home, he held her in his arms and gently asked her what was wrong.

Qu Fulan thought she hid it well, but he noticed.

She buried her head in his neck, saying nothing for a long time before finally speaking.

"It’s just that suddenly being married is a bit hard to get used to."

She originally thought there was no need to get used to it, after all, it was a marriage of love without any coercion, but really getting the license made her realize it was different.

Before registering, she was unmarried and still free, able to do whatever she wanted. After marriage, she had to take on the corresponding responsibilities and consider the family in her decisions.

"What are you worried about?" he asked.

If she wasn’t worried, she wouldn’t be anxious.

Worried about what?

She couldn’t say at the moment, and it was precisely because she couldn’t say that she felt inexplicably confused.

It seemed the responsibilities in marriage were a bit heavy, and she was worried she might not be able to bear them.

"Don’t think too much about it; we’ll solve any problem together."

No one is perfect; Pei Ji’an isn’t adept at everything either. In this marriage, he’s also a novice, worried that something he does might affect it.

Having worries makes you cherish it more.

He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "No matter what happens, I’ll protect you, so don’t worry."

He continuously comforted her, whispering many gentle words in her ear.

Qu Fulan gradually fell asleep in his arms.

Then she had a dream about past events, and when she woke up, she understood the source of her unease.

It was the impact left by her father, who had abandoned his wife and child, like a seed buried in her heart. It wasn’t a problem during her relationship with Pei Ji’an, but after marriage, those seeds started to sprout.

She was worried that the same thing would happen to her, like fate.

This is the pain of the original family, isn’t it?

Qu Fulan worked hard to overcome this mindset. She couldn’t impose things that hadn’t happened onto him, nor could she allow herself to be immersed in past influences.

The happiness of marriage requires the joint effort of both people.

Once she understood this, the pressure in her heart gradually decreased, and she realized that life after registering wasn’t much different from before.

He continued with his work, and she continued with hers, just like before. The certificate didn’t restrict them.

If there was an impact, it was that her sense of belonging grew stronger.

After work, she instinctively wanted to return to the home that belonged to both of them quickly.

After a month of such life, they started to get busy with wedding preparations, which would take place in half a month.

On Pei Ji’an’s end, he was busy arranging the banquet and the guest list. On her end, Qu Fulan was racking her brains about whom she should invite.

The employees from the studio would definitely come, and besides them, some relatives too, which her mother would oversee.

Qu Fulan had to worry about the invitations for her former classmates. Those she was close to and had kept in touch with should definitely be invited; as for those she wasn’t close to, she didn’t plan to invite them. As she pondered, the class monitor suddenly contacted her, saying that many wanted to come and asked if they could.

After all, who wouldn’t want to see the Pei Family’s wedding? Maybe they could meet many prominent people, something ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

Once the news of Pei Ji’an’s wedding went out, many wanted the invitation but couldn’t get it. So, being a classmate with this privilege was indeed a fortunate thing.

Qu Fulan looked at the list, and those who had spoken ill of her or were passive-aggressive weren’t on it, showing that the class monitor had already filtered it; otherwise, it would have been very inconsiderate.

The class monitor also gave her a heads up, saying those who had offended her actually wanted to come, claiming they wanted to apologize, but he didn’t agree; if they wanted to apologize, they should do it privately. Wouldn’t apologizing at someone’s wedding be inappropriate? What if it ruined the wedding, who would be responsible?

To be a class monitor, one must have decent conduct; he was just too busy to manage negative discussions in the group usually.

Not everyone in a class is bad. If people genuinely wanted to come and celebrate, Qu Fulan wouldn’t refuse.

Qu Fulan was sending invitations based on relationships on her side, while on the other side, Mrs. Qu was inviting people based on family ties.