After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Wen Yun’s biggest worry in the current stage had finally materialized.

It seemed that whether she hired a math tutor or not, the result was the same. The Wen parents, despite their busyness, still cared greatly about their children’s grades and must have discovered discrepancies when they contacted the head teacher for an update.

However, Father Wen’s threat was essentially immaterial to Wen Yun.

She was an adult who had worked for many years and clearly understood that as long as she could get into a good university with a decent major, and worked hard for scholarships and projects, she could still live well in this novel’s world, even if she left her current family.

…The prerequisite was that her math score had to first reach 100 points; otherwise, getting into a good university would be difficult.

So, after Father Wen exposed the truth of her poor grades, Wen Yun became a more frequent visitor to the guest room.

She finished the homework assigned by her teachers immediately after dinner, devoting all the remaining time to math, either doing test papers or summarizing example problems.

If a Chemistry tutor was teaching Ruan Yu, she would first grade her own work against the answer key, copy the problems she couldn’t understand into a notebook, and then ask Ruan Yu after the Chemistry session was over.

Actually, a few days after that incident, Mother Wen specifically asked Wen Yun at the dinner table if she wanted a math tutor.

Wen Yun was originally going to nod and agree. After all, her frequent questions to Ruan Yu were genuinely taking up the other girl’s review time.

But Ruan Yu spoke first: “Mom, I want to communicate with Yunyun more about math problems. This also helps me find and address my weaknesses in a timely manner.”

Since the protagonist said so, Wen Yun immediately chimed in: “I also think it’s better to keep things as they are. Xiao Yu and I are already familiar with each other’s ways of thinking. We’d have a breaking-in period if we switched to a new teacher.”

Since neither of them objected, and Wen Yun’s math test scores were indeed improving, Mother Wen finally abandoned the idea and let them be.

The art studio started renovations half a month ago. Some art supplies, along with a table, were moved to the music room. Ruan Yu took her painting lessons in the music room on weekends.

According to the butler supervising the work, the renovation would be mostly complete in about a week. They would then test for formaldehyde, and with good deodorizing materials, Ruan Yu could move into the new room as early as the end of December.

Upon hearing this news, Wen Yun even started looking forward to the moving plotline at the end of December.

When Ruan Yu moved to the second floor, it would also be more convenient for her to ask math questions without constantly running up and down the stairs.

Today, Ruan Yu was practicing solid geometry sketching in the music room.

Because the sketch tutor had already assessed Ruan Yu’s foundation, he mostly worked on his own drawing next to her, only offering guidance after Ruan Yu finished her piece.

Wen Yun placed two geometric shapes and a green apple on a small table for Ruan Yu. She then sat to the side, set up her own drawing board, and casually started sketching the girl who was outlining her subject.

In her past life, she had studied sketching for several years during her school days. Unfortunately, after entering high school, she focused entirely on studying. Apart from making chalk drawings for the blackboard and participating in the animation club, she rarely had the opportunity to draw.

Her family never demanded a certain level of skill from her. She studied freely, and her drawing subjects were also free. She drew anything she liked, from plaster casts to live models and objects, or even popular anime characters of the time.

The pressure on Senior 3 students was relatively singular but still quite high, so appropriate relaxation was necessary.

Wen Yun held back for two weeks. After figuring out the temperament and habits of the sketch tutor, she requested to draw with Ruan Yu and let her imagination run wild on her drawing board during the weekend.

The 4B, 5B, and 6B pencils switched smoothly in her hand. Soon, a girl with shoulder-length hair and a silver butterfly hairpin appeared on the paper.

After finishing, Wen Yun thought for a moment and used a sharpened 2B pencil to draw several narrow boxes in the blank space. She filled in words she had seen in her past life, like “Smiling Face,” “Crying,” and “Unhappy,” and then extended the box lines to draw corresponding cartoon big-head illustrations of Ruan Yu.

She was engrossed in drawing when she suddenly felt a familiar presence close to her. Before she could turn her head, a light laugh drifted into her ear:

“Why are you drawing me?”

The voice was deliberately very low and almost whispered right next to her ear, presumably only for her to hear.

The moment the voice reached her ear, Wen Yun felt inexplicably numb and shivered slightly. Then, she thought the girl’s soft, light voice was quite pleasant to listen to and suddenly wanted to hear it again. She looked up, saw the tutor wasn’t in the music room, and couldn’t help but ask, “What did you just say?”

“I said, ‘Who are you drawing?'” To her surprise, Ruan Yu’s words had changed this time.

Wen Yun was both amused and confused, quickly turning to answer, “I’m drawing you.”

Seeing Ruan Yu look perplexed, she circled the cartoon big-head illustrations with her pen. “This is called cartooning. So the facial features and limbs look a bit exaggerated. See, this is your cartoon image. All your features are there.”

“What are my features?” Ruan Yu asked, blinking.

“Dark, lively big eyes, shoulder-length hair, silver butterfly hairpin, light-colored clothes of all sorts, or the Langying uniform,” Wen Yun said, twirling her pencil. “If you’re interested in cartoons, I can recommend some excellent animation for you. You can log into my account and watch them when you’re tired of studying. There are both domestic and international ones.”

According to the original novel’s setting, Ruan Yu’s life before coming to the Wen family consisted of studying, farm work, and reading required classic literature assigned by the school. After coming to the Wen family, the “presentable” aspects like wealthy family etiquette, piano, and painting were added. In short, she was constantly learning new things and could only relax while reading or searching the internet for information.

Entertainment like watching anime, TV dramas, web novels, and playing games had nothing to do with the Ruan Yu in the book. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she never encountered them until her death.

“Sounds good,” Ruan Yu replied obediently, then asked, “Do you have a cartoon image like this too?”

Wen Yun paused her pencil-twirling. After two seconds, she replied, “Yes, do you want me to draw it for you?”

She actually didn’t really want to draw her current self. Although she realized upon arriving that her original appearance was exactly the same as Wen Yun’s, most of her current appearance was arranged according to Wen Yun’s preferences. Changing too much would easily arouse suspicion.

In that case, was the person on the paper her or Wen Yun?

But after getting an affirmative answer from Ruan Yu, Wen Yun started drawing in another blank space.

Waist-length straight hair, brown eyes, slightly furrowed brows…

As she drew, she felt somewhat unable to continue. The cartoon figure on the paper lacked the vitality it had when she drew Ruan Yu, and looked a bit dull.

“…Ugh, I don’t seem to be able to draw myself,” Wen Yun had to admit truthfully, picking up the eraser to rub it out.

“Don’t erase it!” Ruan Yu quickly stopped her. “Isn’t it drawn very well? Can I have this drawing?”

Wen Yun reasonably suspected that Ruan Yu just wanted to collect her drawings, and although she didn’t know the reason, since the protagonist asked for it, she immediately gave it to her, watching Ruan Yu solemnly tuck the drawing into her portfolio.

The tutor had gone off to do something unknown and still hadn’t returned after so long. Wen Yun stood up to stretch her neck and wandered over to Ruan Yu’s easel.

When she studied art before, she had heard her teacher say that people who were good at math should also be good at drawing. Their spatial imagination would be stronger than average, and it would be easier for them to get the proportions right. Now, looking at Ruan Yu’s work, it seemed true.

In her opinion, there were almost no flaws in the contours and shading Ruan Yu drew. Even her line work was elegant, confident, and aesthetically pleasing.

Perhaps this was why the tutor dared to slack off for so long.

The end-of-September monthly exam quickly arrived. This was the first full-subject exam Wen Yun faced after transmigrating into the book.

Despite her good grades in her past life, she had always suffered from pre-exam anxiety. On the first day of the monthly exam, she even left the house with dark circles under her eyes.

The butler was worried and couldn’t help but suggest as soon as they got into the car, “Miss, why don’t you sleep on the way?”

“It’s okay. I got a full six hours of sleep,” Wen Yun waved her hand, opened her phone, and checked the current affairs app the Politics teacher had asked them to download, reading the news from yesterday as usual.

While scrolling, a WeChat message popped up.

Cute Sweet Heart Qiqi: “I woke up and heard that the person surnamed Zheng has been expelled! Sound the gongs and beat the drums! Universal celebration!!”

After reading the message, the sleepy Wen Yun immediately perked up and quickly asked: “Where did you hear that?”

Cute Sweet Heart Qiqi: “A new class group chat! The person surnamed Zheng said it herself last night! Sister Sun will probably announce the disciplinary results in class today at noon. If no surprises, there will be her public apology and a school-wide notice of criticism at the assembly next Monday! What a show!”

Cute Sweet Heart Qiqi: “Don’t tell anyone other than Xiao Yu yet! I finally managed to sneak into the group [giggle]”

Hearing the good news, Wen Yun was no longer sleepy. She gently nudged Ruan Yu and handed her the phone.

After the incident last week, the busy Father Wen directly sent two lawyers to negotiate with the school and the Luo and Zheng families.

Since the three families had always been rivals, and despite the irrefutable evidence, the Luo and Zheng families struggled several times, it took this long for a result to emerge.

Ruan Yu quickly returned the phone. Since the butler and driver were present, she didn’t ask directly but took out her own phone and texted Wen Yun.

Yuyuchi: “What about Luo Qin’s punishment?”

Cloud: “Haven’t heard yet. We should know at noon, right?”

Ruan Yu hesitated for a few seconds before voicing her thoughts: “I feel Z and Q are both tools in someone else’s hands, not the main instigators.”

Wen Yun thought so too. When Ruan Yu publicly exposed the truth that day, she saw Luo Qin’s symbolic attempt to stop the fight and guessed that this person had probably prepared a backup plan to distance herself if things went wrong.

A person who abandons their teammate at a crucial moment is far scarier than the abandoned malicious character herself.

“Let’s take it one step at a time.” She reassured Ruan Yu. “I’m still here. Don’t worry.”

As long as the malicious character’s mischief was limited to the campus, the situation was controllable.

Although she understood the logic, when she and Ruan Yu separated for the exams today, Wen Yun subconsciously conjured up some terrifying scenarios, afraid that Ruan Yu would be abducted to the rooftop by some delinquent students waiting in the corridor and locked there for the whole afternoon as soon as she left the examination room.

She even submitted her Chinese test paper early and ran to wait outside Ruan Yu’s examination room.

She only felt relieved when the final bell rang and Ruan Yu emerged. She walked beside her, acting as if nothing had happened, and asked, “What do you want for lunch?”

The Chinese test paper: ?

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