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

Chapter 126: This Is Our Home

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Qiao Xinhui commented, “Alright, 1 understand. We haven’t had your food at home ever since Yi has been with you.”

Fang Yuan was left momentarily speechless, suddenly feeling a touch of hurt.

“Take your time eating and enjoy yourselves! Come back home when you’re finished!” Qiao Xinhui wanted to have a longer conversation with her daughter, but she was concerned about becoming bothersome. She hastily added, “There’s nothing special happening at home. Hang up quickly!”

“Okay.” Fang Yuan ended the call and turned to the man beside her who seemed aggrieved. “What’s wrong now?”

Bo Yi asked, “Can you avoid using my full name in the future?” He held her and inquired affectionately, “When will 1 hear you call me ‘Hubby’?”

Fang Yuan wasn’t in the mood for this.

Bo Yi insisted, “You can call me ‘Yi.’”

“…” Fang Yuan couldn’t quite bring herself to say it. “I think ‘Bo Yi’ sounds quite nice.”

Bo Yi insisted, “Nonsense, ‘Hubby’ sounds even better!”

Fang Yuan wondered, “Can we have a proper conversation?”

“Try calling me,” Bo Yi persisted, saying, “Call me ‘Hubby.’”

Fang Yuan warned, “If you keep this up, I might just get out of the car.”

Bo Yi immediately complied, hugging her silently. Occasionally, he would rub his forehead against hers and press his lips to hers.

“You’re becoming bolder and bolder!” Fang Yuan was a bit annoyed. When would this man stop his habit of touching her?

“Do 1 need to be disciplined?” Bo Yi echoed playfully, smiling ingratiatingly. “Then, in the future, you can discipline me and keep me in check.”

Fang Yuan.”…”

Bo Yi’s eyes turned affectionate and gentle.

Fang Yuan had reached her limit. She turned her face away, refusing to meet his gaze.

After some time, the car came to a stop in front of a luxurious villa. This was a renowned private residence in Jing City, rumored to have been purchased by a prominent figure for 1.8 billion the previous year. It was distinct from Fang Yuan’s residence in Jin’an Garden, a prosperous district in Jing City with 33 families. However, Crescent Bay was an expansive, privately owned domain.

The villa was surrounded by an endless expanse of lush flora and towering trees. It stood tall and stately, displaying grand architectural design. When illuminated at night, it became even more resplendent.

At the center of Crescent Bay lay a crescent-shaped lake. In the moonlight, the lake resembled an otherworldly mirror, mirroring the moon itself. This was the origin of its name, Crescent Bay.

Fang Yuan peered out the window with a bewildered expression. Weren’t they supposed to be heading to a restaurant for dinner? Why had they arrived here?

Mu Qing alighted from the car and courteously opened the car door. “Miss Fang Yuan, this is Master Bo’s residence. It’s Bo’s first time bringing a lady here…” Another “first time”? It seemed that Fang Yuan had already been a part of many firsts in Bo Yi’s life.

“Muqing misspoke,” Bo Yi corrected as he carried Fang Yuan out of the car. His eyes were filled with affection, and his voice exuded tenderness. “This is our home.”

“…” Fang Yuan wasn’t accustomed to being carried to the villa by him. “Please put me down. 1 can walk on my own.”

“Husbands are meant to dote on their wives,” Bo Yi remarked, looking down at her. “Let me hold you a little while longer. Otherwise, I’ll miss you when you’re not near.”

Fang Yuan sighed.”…”

Bo Yi carried her to the villa’s entrance and pressed her right index finger against the fingerprint scanner.

Bo Yi added, “In the future, come home more often.”

Fang Yuan was at a loss for words. The word ‘home’ warmed her heart, and her face instinctively blushed.

Inside the expansive villa, only a versatile male butler was waiting in the garden to receive them. While he had prior knowledge that a young lady would be visiting the villa today, Yue Qiu was taken aback to witness his master personally carrying the young lady. His professionalism kept him from displaying any signs of surprise.

“Mr. Bo, you’ve returned,” Yue Qiu bowed respectfully and turned his kind gaze towards Fang Yuan.

Bo Yi took the lead in introducing her, “This is my wife, Fang Yuan.”

Upon hearing Bo Yi’s introduction, Yue Qiu promptly bowed and addressed Fang Yuan, “Good evening, Madam. 1 am the family butler, Yue Qiu.”

While his master was not yet married, it was certainly not inaccurate to acknowledge her as his wife.

“Good evening, Uncle Yue,” Fang Yuan replied courteously.

Observing the beautiful and polite young lady, Yue Qiu formed a favorable impression of her. “The chef has already prepared dinner. Please follow me.”

Fang Yuan remained in Bo Yi’s arms. She whispered, “Please put me down.”

Bo Yi responded, “I’d like to hold you for just a bit longer.”

Yue Qiu overheard their conversation, once again taken aback. He had heard about the engagement between the Bo and Cheng families. The Cheng family’s daughter had sought Sir out multiple times in the past, but she had been declined. To witness Sir voluntarily bring a girl home, record her fingerprints, and even exchange affectionate words, it seemed that this young lady held a much higher place in Sir’s heart than the Cheng family’s daughter.

Bo Yi cherished his solitude and did not appreciate disruptions. Besides Yue Qiu, there was only one male chef in the household, Ji Bai.

At this moment, Ji Bai was in the process of crafting a culinary masterpiece on the dining table..