Turns Out, I’m from a Real Aristocratic Family!-Chapter 84 - : Kissing

Chapter 84: Kissing

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Upstairs.

Butler Wen, concealed in the corner, observed as Old Sir received assistance to stand and softly whispered, “Old Sir, right this way!”

Bo Desong confidently approached and stood beside him, peering downstairs. “Any progress?”

Butler Wen reported, “They’re merely engaged in conversation; no substantial developments.”

Bo Desong scoffed, “Yi is such a dimwit. Why doesn’t he just kiss her?” After a moment’s contemplation, he added, “Isn’t the atmosphere enough? Quick, have someone bring the emergency lotus lanterns and LED candles.”

“Certainly, sir!”

Before long, a multitude of exquisite lotus lights adorned the living room, while LED candles graced every tabletop, creating a romantic and alluring ambiance.

“Wait!” Fang Yuan halted one of the servants responsible for arranging candles and lanterns. “Please inform Grandpa that I am leaving.”

Caught off guard by this sudden request, the servant hesitated. “Young Madam, the power is out. Perhaps we should consider leaving later?”

Fang Yuan replied resolutely, “There’s no time to waste.”

The servant persisted, “However, the door is locked, and we can’t exit.”

Fang Yuan’s expression faltered.”….”

The servant elaborated, “All the fixtures in the house are custom-designed with electronic intelligence. Once the power is cut, the door cannot be opened.” Fang Yuan inquired, “Doesn’t such a door have a USB port? You could charge it with a portable power source.” She suggested a solution.

The servant responded, “There’s no USB port…”

Fang Yuan pressed further, “Where can we find the spare key?”

The servant informed, “The spare key is missing…”

Fang Yuan proposed, “Then… remove the lock’s battery and replace it with a new one.”

The servant responded, “There are no spare batteries…”

Fang Yuan was at a loss for words. What kind of subpar door was this? How could there be no backup supplies? Finally sensing the servant’s evasive glance, Fang Yuan raised an eyebrow. “In any case, please inform Grandpa for me.” With that, she stood up, ready to leave.

“Wait a moment, Young Madam. Let me report to Old Sir first… Please, don’t leave just yet…”

Seeing Fang Yuan’s determination to depart, the servants hurriedly sought out Bo Desong.

Upon hearing the servant’s report, Bo Desong chuckled and gestured dismissively. “It’s fine. I’ve already had someone disassemble the USB port, and we’ve put away the spare key and battery. Without electricity, there’s no way she can get out!”

Fang Yuan approached the door and noticed signs that the USB port had indeed been tampered with. The spare key and battery concealed within the door had vanished. It was evident that someone had taken them away. She smiled and glanced at the man beside her. “Grandpa has gone to great lengths for your sake.”

“He’s doing it for you,” Bo Yi embraced her. “He genuinely likes you and wants you to stay.”

Stay? So that you can manipulate me? Not a chance!

Fang Yuan’s slender fingers lingered on the password lock for a while. Beep, beep, beep. After a brief moment, the door unlocked.

The servants were utterly astonished. How had Young Madam managed to do it? The door had been securely locked! Didn’t Old Sir claim it couldn’t be opened without electricity?

Bo Yi hadn’t expected her to breach the internal system, causing the password to malfunction. This young lady certainly knew her way around technology.

“I simply pressed some buttons. Let’s go.” Fang Yuan strolled out the door. She had barely taken a few steps when she heard a voice from behind.

“Young Madam, please wait. Old Sir suddenly feels unwell. Could you come over and check on him?”

Fang Yuan:”???” In that moment, she couldn’t care less about the authenticity of the situation. She turned back to see what was going on.

The servant guided her with a lantern to Bo Desong’s bedroom.

“Ouch, my heart…” Bo Desong lay on the bed and groaned.

“Grandpa, where are you feeling unwell?” Fang Yuan placed her fingers on his wrist and quickly discerned the issue.

“Young Madam, how is Old Sir?” Butler Wen inquired earnestly.

Fang Yuan let out a lazy sigh and withdrew her hand. She casually remarked, “It’s nothing serious. I have to admit, though, that there’s a problem. I simply overindulged during dinner, and now I’m feeling a bit stuffed.”

Bo Desong and Butler Wen were taken aback by how swiftly Fang Yuan had caught on to his feigned illness. They felt a twinge of embarrassment.

“Grandpa, get some rest,” Fang Yuan didn’t expose him and spoke gently, “I really need to head back. My parents will worry if I’m too late.”

“Young Madam, please reconsider! If anything happens to Old Sir tonight, it’ll be a while before a doctor arrives…” Butler Wen tried his best to persuade her to stay.

“That’s right, that’s right. You can stay in the room on the north side of the third floor. Yi’s room is on the south side. You’ll be across from each other,” Bo Desong added.

“It’s been ages since the house has been this lively. You and Young Master are both so busy with work. Who knows when you’ll have the chance to visit Old Sir again…” Butler Wen played the emotional card.

Bo Desong chimed in, “You’re the Young Madam of the Bo family, so it’s only right for you to stay here! If you find it inappropriate, I’ll have someone fetch you a marriage certificate!”

Fang Yuan:”…” You don’t have to be so melodramatic…