Turns Out, I’m from a Real Aristocratic Family!

Chapter 43: Reporting

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mu Qing intervened:It’s just that Master Bo doesn’t seem to hold you in high regard. I don’t think he’s intentionally disrespecting you…

“I’ve heard that Grandpa’s health isn’t too good. I’d like to visit and check on him. Could you bring me along tomorrow when you come to pick up Sister?” Cheng Yuqi asked.

“That won’t be necessary,” Bo Yi’s deep, dark eyes conveyed indifference. “Grandpa wants to see my fiancee, not you.”

Cheng Yuqi hadn’t anticipated such a straightforward rejection. Though her heart ached, she clung to a glimmer of hope: “As Sister’s fiance, 1 would only be representing the Cheng Family… Yi, could I apologize to Grandpa in person?”

Cheng Yuqi gazed at Bo Yi with expectation, hoping for a favorable response.

Yet, Bo Yi’s demeanor emanated an icy coldness. Beneath his long eyelashes, his gaze flickered with intensity: “The only one who can truly represent the Cheng Family is my fiancee.” His countenance grew even darker, his tone more detached.

“Yi…”

Witnessing Cheng Yuqi’s persistence, Mu Qing quickly interposed herself. “Lady Yuqi, Bo also has a fiancee. It would be wise to maintain some distance from now on.”

“Mu Qing?” Cheng Yuqi was taken aback that a servant would dare impede her. Until Fang Yuan’s return, this servant had treated her with utmost respect!

“It might not reflect well on us if others were to observe this.” After this remark, Mu Qing turned and trailed Bo Yi.

Cheng Yuqi’s gaze lingered on Bo Yi’s retreating figure as she cried out, “Yi, whether you believe it or not, 1 never intended any harm towards Grandpa… It was never my intention!”

Mu Qing:”…” Could Lady Yuqi be under the impression that Master Bo is treating her coldly because of the elderly gentleman? It’s quite evident that it’s Master Bo’s disinterest in her that’s apparent to everyone! If anything, Miss Fang Yuan… Master Bo does seem to treat her somewhat differently.

Within the Cheng Family’s living room, Qiao Xinhui regarded the array of gifts on the coffee table. “Yuanyuan, these offerings from Yi…”

“You guys have got this.” With those words, Fang Yuan ascended the stairs. Initially, she had intended to assert her familial connection, and now she had a fiance to consider as well. Matters were proving more complex than she had anticipated.

“Yi…” Amidst the garden, Cheng Yuqi stifled her sobs, her gaze fixed on Bo Yi’s vanishing figure.

Auntie Wang approached her with a pained expression, providing support. “Lady Yuqi, he’s already gone quite a distance…”

“Auntie Wang, what should I do…” Cheng Yuqi raised her teary eyes. “It seems like Yi treats Sister differently.”

“We’re just at the beginning of the game. The ultimate victor is far from decided!” Auntie Wang comforted as she stroked Cheng Yuqi’s back, then analyzed, “Sixth Miss grew up in a modest family, her only notable quality being her appearance. Young Master Bo might not find that captivating enough.”

Cheng Yuqi’s tears began to subside as she found herself agreeing with Auntie Wang.

“I believe it won’t be long before Young Master Bo realizes that you are the most fitting choice as his fiancee!” After all, Lady Yuqi had excelled in various arts since her youth – music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She was the epitome of a refined young lady! On the other hand, Sixth Miss hailed from a less prestigious background.

The Bo Family stood at the zenith of aristocracy, valuing both culture and refinement. They wouldn’t desire a mere ornamental figure to assume the role of their young lady!

“Even if Young Master Bo has taken a liking to her, it’s likely a fleeting fascination. When Sixth Miss stumbles and brings disgrace upon the Bo Family, they’ll come to recognize that you are the most suitable candidate for the title of the Bo Family’s young lady!”

Mother Wang’s comforting words significantly improved Cheng Yuqi’s mood.

On the opposite end, not long after Fang Yuan had retreated to her room, her phone vibrated. She recognized the number – it had called her earlier in the day as well. Answering the call, a familiar voice resonated from the other end.

“Fang Yuan.” Bo Yi’s voice, deep and magnetic, reverberated through the line. “I’ve returned home.”

“…” Fang Yuan found herself asking without much thought, “Is there something else?”

Bo Yi found her question rather amusing. /Does this young lady not realize that I’m just checking in on her whereabouts?/

Bo Yi’s lips curved slightly. “You haven’t accepted my friend request.”

“Oh.” His words triggered a recollection in Fang Yuan’s mind. “I’ll do that shortly.”

His voice, soft and tender like the strumming of a zither’s strings, seemed to caress one’s heart. “What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”

Fang Yuan: “How about two in the afternoon?” After all, she had other matters to attend to.

Bo Yi: “Where?”

Fang Yuan: “It’s… right in front of our house.”

Bo Yi: “Alright, I’ll be there on time.”

Fang Yuan was on the verge of ending the call when Bo Yi inquired once more, “You’re not fond of chocolate-flavored cake?”

Fang Yuan:”….”

Bo Yi: “I noticed you didn’t touch the cake in the car earlier.”

Fang Yuan hadn’t expected him to pay attention to her preferences. She replied casually, “1 don’t usually eat things with a chocolate flavor.”

Bo Yi understood. “Then I’ll get you other flavors next time.”

Fang Yuan:”….”

Bo Yi: “You saved my grandfather’s life, so it’s only appropriate for me to treat you to some dessert.”

Fang Yuan:”