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

Chapter 86: Links

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Bo Yi’s gaze fixated on the enchanting figure before him in the dimly lit room, and he spoke with a sultry tone, “Tonight, I want you to be with me.”

Fang Yuan was left momentarily speechless, marveling at Old Sir’s audacity. “Whatever,” she responded nonchalantly. Given the circumstances, granpa was unlikely to surrender the key.

The folding fan door lacked any sophistication; it was impervious without the proper lock-picking tools. However, Fang Yuan knew her grandfather well enough to realize he wouldn’t leave such tools in plain sight.

Without uttering a word, Fang Yuan silently carried the lamp into the bathroom. After a short while, the frosted glass door revealed her graceful silhouette. It was evident that the bathroom door had been recently upgraded, providing a clearer view.

Bo Yi hadn’t anticipated his grandfather’s clever ploy to enhance their relationship. His breathing grew heavier as he sensed the changes within him. He turned his gaze toward the window, attempting to distract himself with the outdoor scenery. But the sound of running water and the scent of shower gel lingered in his senses, drawing his attention back. Her figure, alluring and elegant, was vividly imagined through the bathroom door.

With determination, Bo Yi rose and approached the window, seeking to dispel the rising heat within him.

As Fang Yuan emerged from her shower, she spotted a tall figure by the window and calmly remarked, “I’ve finished showering.”

In response, Bo Yi turned around, only to feel the heat reignite within him.

Two wisps of steam trailed behind Fang Yuan, giving her an ethereal quality. She was dressed in his white shirt, her fair complexion slightly flushed from the shower, accentuating her delicate beauty. Her seductive gaze and the exposed collarbones at her neckline resembled butterflies in flight. Her long, fair legs… Bo Yi felt his throat tighten, and his breath quickened.

“I’ll take a shower now,” Bo Yi casually grabbed a set of pajamas that Fang Yuan had chosen and briskly entered the bathroom, lest his desire overtake his composure.

Once inside the bathroom, Bo Yi couldn’t escape the lingering fragrance of Fang Yuan that enveloped him. It seemed like a cold shower was in order for him tonight.

The sound of running water emanated from the bathroom, casting a reflection of a tall figure on the glass door.

Unbeknownst to Fang Yuan, she remained engrossed in her phone, tending to some pressing matters. However, her attention shifted as she heard the bathroom door open.

Bo Yi emerged, his hair damp and disheveled. Clad in crisp white pajamas, he exuded a powerful aura of masculinity.

Meanwhile, Fang Yuan’s phone rang, displaying an unusually lengthy number, distinct from a typical phone number. She shifted her gaze away, maintaining her composure as she answered the call, “Go ahead.”

The voice on the other end of the line spoke, prompting Fang Yuan to move to the balcony. “And then?”

After a moment, a pair of large hands wrapped around her from behind, and his warm breath brushed against her ear, sending an unexpected shiver down her spine.

Bo Yi greedily inhaled her scent, much like a clingy kitten.

Fang Yuan could feel the heat emanating from him, particularly in a certain area. She continued her conversation with the person on the phone, “Alright, 1 understand. I’m hanging up now.”

“It’s a man?” Although Bo Yi couldn’t decipher the exact words spoken on the other end of the call, he discerned a male voice. A tinge of jealousy washed over him. Just moments ago, the young lady’s gaze lingered on him, yet when the call came, she didn’t even spare him a glance and went straight to the balcony to answer.

“It’s a friend,” Fang Yuan instinctively clarified to him, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness. “Release me.”

“What kind of friend?” Bo Yi dipped his head to once again savor the intoxicating fragrance on her neck, completely captivated by her scent.

Caught in the embrace of Bo Yi’s warmth, Fang Yuan’s body began to feel oddly stirred.

“Is this friend merely ordinary, or do they hold a significant place in your life?” Bo Yi’s actions persisted, his voice growing huskier and more seductive.

“It’s not just an ordinary friendship,” Fang Yuan replied, acknowledging the deep bond they had forged over years of life and death situations.

“So, you consider this person an important friend?” Bo Yi gazed up at her exquisite profile, his jealousy intensifying. “More important than me?” “Bo Yi!” Fang Yuan attempted to break free from his embrace, but he tightened his grip. Fang Yuan felt helpless. “How long have we known each other?”

“To me, it feels like several years,” Bo Yi’s innate charm and his unique tenderness toward women blended seamlessly. This combination of firmness and gentleness threatened to engulf Fang Yuan.

“I’m thirsty,” Fang Yuan pushed him away and headed indoors to fetch a glass of water, needing a moment to regain her composure.

“Where am i sleeping tonight?” Bo Yi followed closely behind. The heat within him showed no signs of subsiding; instead, it grew more intense..