After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 27

Chapter 27

The National Day holiday quickly arrived. On September 30th, as soon as school was dismissed, Wen Yun asked the driver to head to the animal shelter.

After getting out of the car at the shelter entrance, Wen Yun noticed He Sheng stepping out of a black luxury car not far away. He Sheng shielded the sun with her hand and smiled, waving at them in greeting.

“I’m here to pick up Little Dunce,” He Sheng said after they entered the shelter. “How did the discussion with your family go?”

Before Wen Yun could speak, Ruan Yu quickly interjected: “We’ll have to trouble you to look after Niuniu!”

“Niuniu” was the tuxedo cat’s nickname. After the two girls added each other as friends, they chatted about their respective cats every now and then, and the name was decided during one of those conversations.

He Sheng seemed to have anticipated this outcome. She dropped her smile and nodded seriously, “Don’t mention it. Didn’t I say before, just leave the cat to me!”

The tortoiseshell cat was fully recovered. The tuxedo cat had also completed a course of deworming. When the staff brought it out, it had even been bathed. Its once dirty and dusty fur was fluffy and smooth.

“It got a bath after only a few days? No stress reaction?” He Sheng asked.

The staff member smiled and said, “No stress reaction. We only dared to bathe it because we found it wasn’t afraid of water or people.”

The tuxedo cat let out a “meow,” as if agreeing with her.

Ruan Yu couldn’t help but reach out. She gently took the cat, which was obediently nestled in the staff member’s arms, and lightly scratched its chin.

“The little fellow is seven months old. You should arrange a spaying/neutering procedure soon,” the staff member said. “It’s best to get all the vaccinations done first. Otherwise, if the cat is weak after surgery, it’s easily susceptible to infectious diseases, and it won’t be good for recovery.”

Cats shouldn’t be bathed a week before a vaccination. The tuxedo cat’s vaccination was therefore postponed. Wen Yun and the two girls discussed it with the staff and decided to bring the cat back for its shots near the end of the National Day holiday.

He Sheng only took the tortoiseshell cat today and invited Wen Yun and Ruan Yu to her house as guests.

The two were planning to go, but the butler suddenly received a call from Mother Wen, saying they needed to hold a family meeting tonight to discuss matters related to the trip back to the Wen Family Old Residence during the National Day holiday. They had no choice but to say goodbye to He Sheng and return home.

The moment she heard the key phrase “Wen Family Old Residence,” Wen Yun’s eyes lit up.

This was one of the important plot points in the original novel: Grandfather Wen’s 70th birthday. The event happened to fall within the National Day holiday. Naturally, Father Wen’s siblings all took leave and went to offer congratulations with their families. Ruan Yu, as the real daughter of the Wen family, was also brought along to meet Grandfather Wen.

In Wen Yun’s opinion, this segment was one of the few satisfying parts of the original novel that didn’t abuse the protagonist, but instead offered her a benefit.

Grandfather Wen was old and disliked the younger generation who approached him with various agendas. The simple and hardworking protagonist caught his attention. After a conversation, he even took Ruan Yu to his study and personally wrote a piece of calligraphy for her.

Wen Yun still remembered the content of that calligraphy, which was the most classic line from Zhou Dunyi’s Ode to the Lotus Flower: “Washed by the clear ripples without being an enchantress.”

The intentionally omitted line before it, which Grandfather Wen chose not to write, was “Emerging from the mud unstained,” clearly indicating his deep dissatisfaction with the Wen family’s current state.

When Wen Yun read the novel, she hadn’t held much hope for this elder. She didn’t know if the author simply forgot, but Grandfather Wen basically had no further interaction with the protagonist after the birthday plot, and the story returned to the protagonist’s oppression.

Otherwise, if there had been a reliable elder willing to lend a helping hand in the ending, the protagonist wouldn’t have been driven to the point of suicide.

But now that she had transmigrated into the novel and planned to leave the current Wen family with the protagonist later, she had to secure the support of the older generation, regardless, to avoid trouble from the Wen parents.

She had to make use of the character the author had forgotten.

At the dinner table that evening, Father Wen indeed brought up the matter of taking Ruan Yu back to the Wen Family Old Residence.

“If anyone asks why you haven’t changed your surname, just say you’re nostalgic and that since high school exams are frequent, you want to wait until graduation to change it,” Father Wen instructed Ruan Yu.

Hearing this, Wen Yun almost snapped the chicken bone in her hand. She suppressed her urge not to roll her eyes at Father Wen right then and there.

This was obviously shifting the blame onto Ruan Yu! It was the Wen family who didn’t plan to change Ruan Yu’s surname and set up a year-long observation period!

Ruan Yu, however, obediently agreed and gently asked, “What should I wear to meet Grandpa?”

“Aunt Ge will arrange everything for you,” Father Wen said. For some reason, he glanced at Wen Yun and couldn’t help but warn, “Don’t offend anyone during the birthday celebration.”

“Don’t worry, Dad,” Wen Yun answered well, but she didn’t mean it in her heart.

Her principle was “I won’t attack unless attacked,” but if troublemakers came right up to her face, why shouldn’t she retaliate?

Just like the Luo Qin and Zheng Jiafei incident—they were the ones who tried to slander Ruan Yu and get her expelled first. Even knowing it would create bad blood, she couldn’t have ignored it.

After dinner, when Wen Yun went to Ruan Yu’s room with her math test papers, she brought up her idea.

Ruan Yu actually had a very deep impression of Grandfather Wen. She had carefully kept the calligraphy he wrote, which had been hanging in her room ever since she returned.

However, in the previous life, she truly never had any further interaction with Grandfather Wen afterward. She was constantly busy, and after being expelled from the Wen family, she felt deeply guilty, believing she had failed Grandfather Wen’s expectation of “emerging from the mud unstained, washed by the clear ripples without being an enchantress.” She felt ashamed to face the elder who had treated her kindly.

“This shouldn’t be considered exploitation,” Wen Yun quickly persuaded Ruan Yu, seeing her hesitant expression. “By blood, you are Grandpa’s biological granddaughter. And your request to him is to escape a toxic environment and step into a wider world. Grandpa is a reasonable person; he will definitely support you. This is a mutually beneficial arrangement.”

“I understand the reasoning,” Ruan Yu said softly, fiddling with the notebook in her hands.

“That’s good. You must be a little thicker-skinned in this matter,” Wen Yun finally felt relieved. “If Grandpa doesn’t support us, we’ll quickly let go of this hope and look for other paths. Everything is for a beautiful future.”

She really hadn’t expected that after listening to her bosses’ empty promises for so many years, she would be the one making one herself.

But seeing the faint smile blossoming on Ruan Yu’s face, she felt that her promise was one full of hope.

“Do you have any other relatives or elders you have a good relationship with?” Wen Yun took the opportunity to ask. “Even teachers from your old school would count.”

The original novel’s perspective and content were limited. She wasn’t Ruan Yu herself and didn’t know who the girl had interacted with over the years.

Ruan Yu thought hard for a moment, then said with some uncertainty, “There is an aunt, she’s my foster father’s biological younger sister. But she’s always away doing business and hasn’t returned home for several years. The last time I saw her was… when I got into high school?”

“Was she kind to you?” Wen Yun asked again.

“Very kind,” Ruan Yu nodded without hesitation. “Auntie would ask about my grades and buy me new clothes and stationery. My current school bag and old phone were both gifts from her.”

She opened her phone, brought up the contact list, and showed Wen Yun a number. The contact name was labeled “Ruan Ruilin – Auntie,” a character name Wen Yun hadn’t seen before.

Wen Yun understood. “Since she cares about you, she should come to see you when your college entrance exam scores are released. We’ll ask her next year, and it would be great if we could get her support. I heard that people who do business travel all over the world, are knowledgeable, and have a more liberal mindset. Maybe your aunt can even show us a path.”

After making a rough plan for the future, Wen Yun took out her previous monthly math test paper and notes and began asking Ruan Yu for help.

Even though she understood the concepts of that class thanks to the system item, He Sheng’s words served as a reminder: “Don’t crave problems beyond your ability.”

She had only understood and memorized the solutions for the problems on the monthly exam. It would be useless if she couldn’t apply that knowledge to similar problems.

The day to go to the Wen Family Old Residence quickly arrived. The night before, the butler delivered the ironed clothes to both Wen Yun’s and Ruan Yu’s rooms.

Grandfather Wen disliked bright, gaudy colors, finding them harsh on the eyes, but the clothes for a birthday celebration couldn’t be too plain or black. After much deliberation, Wen Yun wore a sweet, fresh, light-blue autumn dress, and Ruan Yu wore a cream-white blouse with a khaki knee-length skirt and white sneakers. They held hands and sat together in the back seat of the car.

Holding hands was Mother Wen’s request, and it was also described in the original novel—to show Grandfather Wen and the other relatives a facade of harmony between the two daughters.

Wen Yun felt a bit nervous when she held Ruan Yu’s hand, afraid that the girl would recall the same scene from the previous life and feel resistant or disgusted. Ruan Yu, however, seemed very natural. She not only calmly took Wen Yun’s hand but didn’t let go even while sitting in the car.

Wen Yun’s palm began to sweat from the grip. She quickly leaned close to Ruan Yu’s ear and quietly reminded her, “You don’t actually have to hold hands right now.”

Ruan Yu replied with an “Mm,” also keeping her voice low: “But I’m nervous.”

In reality, she wasn’t nervous. She just felt very secure holding this person’s hand. With her by her side, no matter what happened, Wen Yun would defend her.

She vaguely realized that this was the dependence a cat had on a human, as He Sheng had recently told her.

A sensitive cat would only show its docile, adorable, and annoying side to the person it trusted the most. It knew that whether it was acting cute or throwing a tantrum, the person it trusted would pet it and soothe it.

Though Ruan Yu wasn’t a cat, she truly felt that she, too, could safely rely on someone.

Just like now, she sensed the other person’s nervousness and discomfort but also knew that they wouldn’t refuse her.

Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, she heard the other person quickly say, “Then hold on. Don’t be afraid.”

Wen Yun was completely unaware of Ruan Yu’s little thoughts. As long as the protagonist’s needs weren’t excessive, she would try her best to fulfill them.

It was just holding hands. If it could comfort the protagonist, help her relax, and stop her from recalling the unpleasantness of her past life, then Wen Yun was more than happy to be held for a while longer.

So they held hands all the way to the entrance of the Wen Family Old Residence.

Older people often prefer to live a healthy life away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and Grandfather Wen was no exception.

Compared to the Wen family’s house, the mountain where the old residence was located felt more like a scenic area. Although the sun was already high, thick white fog still rolled through the mountains. Birds chirped sweetly, and the view was a soothing expanse of dark green.

When getting out of the car, Wen Yun subconsciously waited for a few seconds for Ruan Yu, and their clasped hands were suspended in the air for a few moments.

She looked down and saw the section of Ruan Yu’s wrist exposed, much fairer than a month ago. She felt an inexplicable desire to pull down her sleeve to protect it from the sun.

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