Chapter 139 - Chapter 139: Damn, Alone Again
Turns Out, I m from a Real Aristocratic Family!
Chapter 139: Damn, Alone Again
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fang Yuanâs gaze settled on Gu Qingqing, sending a shiver down her spine. She cursed her luck; once again, she found herself abandoned.
âGu Wu, Gu Wuâ¦â Gu Qingqing tried to call her brother, who had yet to emerge from the grass. Fear gnawed at her. What kind of person was this? She might appear gentle and unassuming, but in a fight, she transformed into a fearsome force. It was genuinely terrifying!
Gu Qingqing paid little heed to her unconscious brother in the grass. She swiftly turned on her heel, sprinted back to her car, started the engine, and made a hasty escape.
Fang Yuan watched her fleeing car and sighed.
Turning her attention to the groaning thugs in the grass, she commanded, âSilence.â
Upon hearing her words, over ten thugs clamped their hands over their mouths to stifle their cries. Their agony notwithstanding, they dared not utter a sound.
Gu Wu trembled even more vigorously. The moment he had tumbled into the grass, he had recognized the formidable might of the girl. Although she appeared delicate, her physical strength surpassed that of a seasoned fighter.
Fang Yuan strolled nonchalantly to the roadside, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Soon, Bo Yiâs car pulled up. He approached Fang Yuan and opened the car door for her. âMy dear Yuanyuan, youâve been waiting.â
âNot too long,â Fang Yuan replied, taking her place in the front passenger seat. âActually, you didnât have to come all the way to pick me up.â
âBut 1 missed you,â Bo Yi confessed, bending down to fasten her seatbelt.
Fang Yuan glanced at his eyes. Up close, his face appeared even more striking, with delicate skin and a prominent nose.
âIâm not a three-year-old,â Fang Yuan teased with a smile.
After securing the seatbelt, he gazed at her affectionately. âNo matter how old you are, youâll always be my precious child.â To him, she was someone to cherish.
Hearing this, Fang Yuanâs cheeks flushed.
Bo Yi shut the passenger door and was about to step into the car when he spotted two abandoned vehicles parked by the road with their doors ajar. He scanned the surroundings but found no one in sight.
Upon settling into the car, he turned to Fang Yuan and inquired, âWhat kind of collaboration were you discussing just now?â
âSubcontracting processing,â Fang Yuan replied, briefly glancing at the rearview mirror. None of the individuals involved had emerged from their cars. She must have dealt quite a blow.
Bo Yi inquired further, âWill you assist me with it in a few days?â
Fang Yuan,â.. â
Bo Yi continued, âItâs for a new company, so it wonât draw much attention.â
Fang Yuan,â.. â
Bo Yi switched gears, âAre you feeling hungry? Would you like to grab something to eat first?â
Fang Yuan checked the time; it was nearly noon, so she agreed.
They found themselves in a private room at a nearby restaurant.
After placing their orders, Bo Yi held Fang Yuanâs hand. He suddenly sensed that her grip today was slightly different from the normâit was a bit damp. Upon closer examination, he discovered two fresh wounds on the back of her right hand.
âYouâre injured? How did this happen?â Bo Yi hadnât realized that heâd inadvertently touched her wounds earlier, berating himself for his oversight. âI hurt you just now.â
The stoic young woman hadnât made a sound when he touched her injury; she simply endured it.
Fang Yuan hadnât even noticed when she got injured. She examined the wound and replied casually, âIâm fine. 1 must have scraped it against the zipper on one of those thugs.â
Bo Yi summoned the restaurant manager and requested a first aid kit.
The restaurant manager was petrified, thinking that the girl accompanying Young Master Bo had been hurt on the restaurant premises. He immediately began apologizing profusely upon entering the room, even offering to renovate the entire private room to ensure it was completely hazard-free.
Fang Yuan couldnât help but chuckle at his exaggerated reaction. âItâs not your fault. You can leave now.â
The restaurant managerâs relief was palpable as if he had been granted a new lease on life. He bowed in gratitude and quickly exited the room.
âWhere are you hurt?â Bo Yi inquired with genuine concern. âHow did it happen?â
â1 forgot,â Fang Yuan replied. In truth, she had indeed forgotten. She had endured countless injuries in the triangle region she used to frequent. Never once had she cried out in pain. This small two-centimeter wound didnât even register on her pain scale.
âHave you been mistreated?â Bo Yi asked with a mix of concern and distress. âBy whom?â
âNo one,â Fang Yuan consoled Bo Yi instead. âI donât even recall how I got it. Itâs really not a big deal. 1 donât feel any pain.â
Bo Yi lowered his gaze, concealing the anger that simmered within him. Fang Yuanâs response indicated that someone had indeed mistreated her. Someone had dared to harm the girl he held in high regard. He was determined to investigate this thoroughly.
âIâll apply some ointment for you. It might sting a bitâ¦â Bo Yiâs actions were gentle. âTell me if it hurts; donât keep it to yourself.â
Fang Yuan blinked in confusion. In reality, she felt no pain at all.
Bo Yi proceeded to disinfect and apply the ointment. Throughout the entire process, he didnât hear Fang Yuan utter a word of discomfort. He surmised that she was enduring it to prevent him from feeling distressed, intensifying his resolve to uncover the person responsible for her injuries.
Observing Bo Yi wrapping her hand with gauze, Fang Yuan couldnât help but speak up. âThereâs no need for the bandage.â It was too conspicuous, and she had to return to work.
âIf youâre injured, itâs important to bandage it. Otherwise, an infection could set in, and there might be scars,â Bo Yi explained.
Fang Yuan,â.. â
Bo Yi inquired, âDoes it still hurt?â
Throughout the entire process, Fang Yuan never experienced any pain, but Bo Yiâs heart ached nonetheless. His mind kept revisiting the image of the two empty cars parked by the roadside..