Of course, it couldn’t be smoothed over just like that.
Because starting the next day, Pei Ji’an invited Qu Fulan out for dinner.
When Qu Fulan received the call, she was bewildered for a while, wasn’t it just pleasantries?
Why actually invite her out for dinner?
When soone invites you to dinner, she didn’t know how to refuse, so she went.
In the end, not only did the two exchange numbers, but they also added each other on WeChat and often chatted there.
At first, the chats were about work-related matters, then they shifted to life, with simple greetings and care.
Such subtle changes, Qu Fulan hadn’t noticed anything strange; she thought she was just lucky to make a friend of the opposite sex.
It’s just that this friend had a sowhat high status.
It was a roommate who inadvertently saw their chat logs and thought she had a boyfriend.
"You really aren’t a good friend, are you? I tell you everything down to the smallest detail, yet you hide such a big thing like dating from ?"
Qu Fulan was speechless; when did she get a boyfriend?
The roommate saw she was about to deny it and pointed at the chat logs on the phone.
"After chatting to this extent and you’re still denying it? Tell , which departnt’s handso guy is chasing you?"
"Really, no, just a friend."
"You might fool others with those words, but how can you try to fool ? I’ve dated no fewer than eight or ten boyfriends in college, how could I not tell true from false?"
Qu Fulan looked truly innocent; she really wasn’t dating. How could she possibly have the standing to date the CEO of the Pei Group?
Her roommate saw that Qu Fulan was genuinely confused and realized a key point after reviewing the chat logs, which were prominently led by Pei Ji’an while she simply replied.
So she was being pursued without even knowing it?
"Are you really not dating?"
"No, I’m not."
"But he’s pursuing you; can’t you see?"
Qu Fulan: "..." Please don’t say such frightening things, okay?
Seeing her expression, her roommate, lanting Qu’s misfortune and angered by her lack of awareness, asked, "Tell , which faction is he from?"
Finally, after relentless questioning, Qu Fulan revealed the identity of the individual she was chatting with.
When she learned the person on WeChat was the CEO of the Pei Group.
Roommate: "..." She needed to calm down.
Could she even calm down?
"You’re a lucky girl, you know?" the roommate said excitedly.
But Qu Fulan remained indifferent, "You’re overthinking it."
Unsatisfied with being doubted, the roommate, who was a self-proclaid love expert, said, "With my eye for subtle clues, how could I miss it?"
"Let try it for you and see, uh, no, he’s the CEO of the Pei Group, what kind of people hasn’t he seen? If he sees through sothing, wouldn’t it harm you?"
Then, over the next few minutes, it was as if the roommate herself got entangled in an emotional conflict, thinking things over for a long ti before saying, "Forget it, in terms of scheming, we’re all amateurs, let’s not embarrass ourselves. Just watch and see what happens."
Qu Fulan took the phone back, still calm as water. Her roommate’s intelligence varied when in love; she was used to it.
Feeling slighted, the roommate did not argue back this ti, simply looked at Qu knowingly.
That’s it—she thought—such a pretty girl, how could no one be chasing her?
The only reason no one was chasing her was that she was not the type for the boyish ones at school, but might be the type for those at the top tier.
Even if ultimately dumped and abandoned, the breakup compensation wouldn’t be small!
The roommate had an open mind, not expecting any ’til death do us part,’ co on! With that kind of status and position, taking a relationship seriously with you would be respectful enough, given how many secretive "thirds" there are on campus?
From what she knew, President Pei was single, if he and Fulan ended up together, that would naturally be a normal relationship.
But who knew if he’d be willing to give Fulan a clear status? What if he wants to keep it secret? That could be understandable as well considering his status, every move he makes is scrutinized, potentially affecting the company’s stock, so a low-profile approach would be the safest.
Anyway, since he neither had a wife nor a girlfriend, having a low-profile relationship with Fulan goes along with the norms, the roommate thought through every possibility and retreat option for Qu Fulan.
The person involved remained unmoved, making the roommate sigh, truly a naïve little rabbit, no wonder a big bad wolf would be attracted, everyone has their fate.
"Don’t doubt my analysis, just wait and see. He’ll definitely contact you tomorrow, discuss business first, then have dinner."
Qu Fulan shook her head, "The project matters are settled, there’s nothing else. President Pei manages major affairs, what business would he have to talk to about? You’re overthinking it."
As it turned out, Qu Fulan proved herself wrong.
Sitting in President Pei’s car the next day, she couldn’t help recalling her roommate’s aningful gaze, making her feel restless.
How could it be as her roommate said? But if not, why did her prediction co true?
Grabbing the seatbelt, Qu Fulan stole a quick glance at President Pei but couldn’t discern anything.
President Pei said he wanted to check on the progress of the gown design. Clothing for the crew has dedicated personnel monitoring it, so President Pei didn’t need to pay attention, but family mber outfits were crucial, his concern for progress made sense.
Ah, she had forgotten to ntion this to her roommate yesterday; she didn’t know that she was designing clothes for President Pei’s family, so today’s eting was not as she had imagined.
Qu Fulan had initially thought that with an assistant overseeing the gown matters as President Pei was so busy, it wasn’t just her as the only designer, he would likely only witness the final product and select the most satisfactory one.
She didn’t expect him to care about progress and even give her a al invitation.
This added quite a bit of pressure on her.
However, facing him now, she wasn’t as nervous as she was initially, because he wasn’t as callous and indifferent as the rumors said, he was quite nice.
A nice person was inviting Qu Fulan out for dinner, and after discussing matters related to the gown, he moved onto other topics.
The man was eloquent, and Qu Fulan was absorbed in listening, not even realizing she had sothing on her mouth.
Pei Ji’an paused, smiled, and pointed to his own mouth. Qu Fulan froze for a mont before realizing he was indicating she had sothing on her mouth, hurriedly picking a napkin to wipe it off, feeling an urge to sink into the ground when she saw the stain on the napkin.
Yet, President Pei didn’t let her linger in embarrassnt, quickly changing the subject, and Qu Fulan soon forgot her awkwardness.
Until the al ended, and President Pei drove her back to school. To avoid causing a stir, he didn’t get out of the car, and Qu Fulan waved goodbye after getting out.
Returning to the dorm, the roommate was eating sunflower seeds with a you-see-you-know-there’s-nothing-to-explain expression.
Qu Fulan then explained about the gown, thinking her roommate would have an ’I see’ face, but instead, she seed even more mysteriously profound.
"Honestly, if I didn’t know your nature, I’d think you were pretending to be clueless in front of ."
With such a pretty and astute face, she was so clueless, and yet kind, which is how her roommate had co to gradually beco friends with her.
No one can refuse a kind-hearted friend.
"Considering we’re friends, let give you a tip: if he weren’t interested in you, he wouldn’t let a newcor design his family’s clothes or even care about the progress. You said there were other designers, so is he checking progress with each one? Is he that idle?"
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