Qu Fulan didn't catch the underlying meaning.
In fact, taking the words literally, Heir Pei's question didn't really have any ambiguity.
It seemed like a competitive noble young man wanting to understand others' thoughts, or more accurately, wanting to gain their approval.
Of course, Qu Fulan knew that Heir Pei wasn't that kind of person; he wasn't so immature as to need others' encouragement to succeed.
Yet he asked her this question now.
In such a close manner, with a somewhat gentle tone.
Even someone like Qu Fulan, who was wholly devoted to her career, could sense a slight different vibe.
She had never felt this way before, her heart trembling slightly as if a young deer were running wild inside.
In modern times, even facing her childhood sweetheart, she never felt this way; back then, it was more about habit, being used to relying on him.
But now, she felt a bit at a loss and uneasy about this entirely unfamiliar sensation, her cheeks and ears somewhat hot.
