After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 29

Chapter 29

“As long as your mindset isn’t confined by your environment, no matter how many times you go back, it can’t be considered looking back.”

The words of the person beside her interrupted Ruan Yu’s thoughts. “From a moral standpoint, the fact that you want to go back shows you care about family ties. This is the filial piety that reasonable elders will appreciate!”

Ruan Yu blinked. “Is that so? But if that’s the case, why did they caution me that way?”

“You’re young and haven’t experienced much. They were probably afraid you couldn’t distinguish between ‘looking back’ and ‘going home,’ so they simply went to the extreme and cut off your emotional connection. That way, you would only move forward,” Wen Yun explained. “When you go to college and gain more experience, you’ll surely be like your aunt and want to go home and visit, no matter what.”

Ruan Yu’s eyes flickered several times. She pondered for a long time before finally acknowledging it with an “Mm.”

“So, do you want to go home?” Wen Yun asked. “If you do, let’s go this holiday. Otherwise, we’ll probably have to wait until you graduate next year. Winter break will definitely be filled with New Year’s visits to relatives, and we’ll also be preparing for the last elective exam in April.”

There was still a chance to make up for a failed elective exam in mid-October, but the one in April next year was truly the final battle.

“…Yes,” Ruan Yu finally nodded with certainty. “I’d also like to stay one night.”

“Totally fine, not a problem,” Wen Yun said with a smile. “So, should we bring some gifts for Grandpa and Grandma?”

The countryside was essentially the original owner’s hometown. The two elders in the village were the only relatives the original owner had a genuine blood connection with.

After they finished discussing the trip back home in the small courtyard, Uncle Li happened to arrive to invite them to the family banquet. They stopped talking and followed Uncle Li into the dining room.

The old residence had both a small dining room and a large one for family banquets like today. As Wen Yun entered, her eyes were dazzled by the multi-layered cake-like crystal chandelier. Looking around at the decorations on the wooden storage cabinets, she felt a vague sense of déjà vu from her first day in the Wen household.

Fortunately, she had been living in the Wen family for over a month now and was more or less accustomed to scenes filled with “gold mountains and silver seas.” She pulled Ruan Yu to the seats arranged by Uncle Li and waited quietly for Grandfather Wen to announce the start of the meal.

It was also at this time that she noticed two tables of people she hadn’t seen before. According to the original novel, these should be other affluent individuals who came to celebrate Grandfather Wen’s 70th birthday.

About five minutes later, Grandfather Wen, wearing a dark red traditional Tang suit, looked energetic. With Uncle Li’s assistance, he was seated at the head of the table and announced the start of the banquet. The seat next to him was empty; according to the original owner’s memory, it was always reserved for Grandmother Wen, who had passed away years ago.

The wealthy family’s banquet featured all sorts of valuable dishes, and the invited chef was of a high caliber; even the steak was more tender and fragrant than the one at home.

Grandfather Wen didn’t adhere to the “no talking while eating” rule. During the meal, he often steered the conversation and raised his teacup to toast everyone, making the meal lively and bustling.

No one was bothering Ruan Yu, so Wen Yun remained quiet and non-tea throughout. As she ate, she suddenly noticed Ruan Yu wasn’t touching her chopsticks anymore, yet there was still a lot of meat and vegetables in her bowl. Wen Yun quietly asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

“…It’s nothing,” Ruan Yu shook her head. She picked up a shrimp from her bowl with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

It was only then that Wen Yun saw the red bumps that had surfaced on the back of Ruan Yu’s hand. Startled, she quickly grabbed her hand and said to Grandfather Wen, who was sipping tea: “Grandpa, I’m sorry, Xiaoyu is having an allergic reaction. We need to be excused for a bit.”

“Oh, then hurry to the living room and rest!” Grandfather Wen quickly called Uncle Li. “Go get the allergy medicine and have Old Hu call the doctor!”

Wen Yun quickly led Ruan Yu to a ventilated spot in the living room. She lifted her hair to examine her and found that her ears and neck were also covered in red hives. She became anxious: “Aren’t you itchy? You have to say if you’re uncomfortable! An allergic reaction that blocks the airway can be fatal!!”

“I thought they were mosquito bites…” Ruan Yu’s voice was faint. “I’ve never had this happen before.”

“Eating too much seafood at once can cause allergies, but it’s also random chance,” Wen Yun went to pour her a cup of warm water. “You might have a good constitution, or your previous allergies were mild, so you had an allergic reaction without realizing it, thinking they were just mosquito bites.”

Uncle Li quickly brought Loratadine tablets and Calamine lotion. Wen Yun first had Ruan Yu take the pill, then shook the lotion and applied some to the hives with cotton, all while asking, “How do you feel? Is your heart beating fast? Does breathing feel comfortable?”

“My heart is beating a little fast…”

Soon after, Mother Wen also left the table and hurried over. Seeing Ruan Yu’s face and neck covered in patches of pink lotion, her brow furrowed slightly, but she immediately sat down next to Ruan Yu and said gently, “The doctor will be here right away. We don’t need you this afternoon. Go to the hospital for an allergen blood test without worry. Your father and I have things covered here.”

Ruan Yu had no experience with this. She briefly acknowledged her mother, held the teacup, and took deep breaths repeatedly as Wen Yun instructed, trying her best to remain calm.

The allergy made her feel like her cheeks and ears were burning. Her heart pounded like a drum, striking her composure again and again.

Breathing was also difficult. Her throat felt constricted, making it hard to draw air, as if she were being choked.

Vaguely, she recalled the end of her previous life. In her blurry consciousness, she felt like she was drowning, sinking down. In the agonizing pain, she was forced to be aware as the darkness consumed her little by little.

No one came looking for her, and no one came to save her.

Suddenly, her wrist, holding the teacup, was gripped. She looked up. Through her blurred vision, she heard the person gently comforting her in a tense voice: “Don’t cry. Don’t be afraid. You’ve taken the medicine. You’ll feel better soon.”

“Mm, I’m not afraid.” She quickly shook her head, but finished the sentence realizing her voice was trembling heavily.

Old Hu, the driver for the old residence, quickly arrived with the family doctor. After the doctor heard Wen Yun explain Ruan Yu’s condition, he had them get into the car to check for allergens.

In the car, watching Mother Wen’s figure gradually disappear, Wen Yun took two paper napkins, pulled the girl next to her close, and gently patted her back. “If you’re really scared, just cry. I’ll catch your tears; they won’t wash away the medicine on your face.”

In that moment, Ruan Yu suddenly felt something break inside her.

She thought, Why didn’t she save me when I committed suicide in the last life?

Why didn’t I meet her at the very beginning in the last life?

She knew these thoughts were utterly unreasonable, but when she turned her face and met that person’s concerned and worried gaze, and saw the tissues held out before her eyes, she couldn’t help but want to burst into tears. Tears fell uncontrollably, and she clenched her skirt tightly with both hands.

Since this person could show up, why… did she come so late?

The private clinic was located halfway up the mountain, not far from the Wen Family Old Residence. Before they got out of the car, the doctor had already called the lab. As soon as they arrived, he immediately took Ruan Yu to check for allergens.

The blood draw for the allergen test was on her arm. Wen Yun was afraid Ruan Yu would be nervous. The moment she saw the nurse take out the blood collection device, she quickly covered Ruan Yu’s eyes.

Although she was surrounded by darkness, Ruan Yu felt exceptionally secure. After the blood draw, she sat quietly on the bench for a while. By the time she was told to go for an IV drip, she had recovered her usual calmness.

But that person seemed to object to the IV drip. She looked stern, questioned the doctor repeatedly, and only agreed when she was certain it was truly necessary and after confirming the saline solution’s components. Only then did she allow Ruan Yu to sit on the round stool in the injection area.

“You can’t just casually get an IV drip, especially during an allergic reaction. Some IVs contain hormones that can be addictive and often lead to recurrence and side effects after the drip,” Wen Yun said as she hung the saline bag and sat down, looking at the flow regulator. “Does your hand hurt? I’ll slow the drip down if it hurts.”

“No, it doesn’t hurt,” Ruan Yu shook her head, watching her intently.

Wen Yun asked her about her physical condition again. Hearing her repeatedly say “I’m fine,” Wen Yun couldn’t help but narrow her eyes: “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“I won’t lie to you,” Ruan Yu chuckled softly, then said in an extremely quiet voice, “I won’t lie to anyone, especially not you.”

Wen Yun only caught the first half and asked in surprise, “Who are you going to lie to?”

Ruan Yu thought about it seriously. “Myself.”

“Don’t do that. Your health is always the priority!” Wen Yun quickly said. “An old saying even goes, ‘Health is the capital for revolution’! In short, if you’re uncomfortable, you have to say so. Don’t hide it and torment yourself! I won’t think you’re sensible because of that either.”

Ruan Yu acknowledged this with an “Mm,” a faint smile on her face.

“I asked the nurse. The IV drip will take about an hour or more,” Wen Yun added. “Do you want to look at your phone to pass the time? Or take a nap?”

“I’ll take a nap,” Ruan Yu leaned back in the chair and admitted, “I actually didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Was it because you were too nervous?”

“Mm.” Ruan Yu closed her eyes and lied, “I was afraid that if I told Grandpa the truth, we wouldn’t get the result we wanted.”

“Don’t worry so much,” Wen Yun reached out and gently rubbed her head. “Just think of it as a tangible opportunity. If it’s gone, we can find another one.”

“Mm,” Ruan Yu responded obediently.

In reality, she had dreamed last night about what happened during the birthday celebration in the previous life.

Back then, she had listened to Wen Yun and stayed obediently in the living room, greeting the other two families who arrived with a natural smile.

But those people’s gazes were filled with undisguised mockery and contempt. One boy, even younger than her, directly asked, “Are you the older sister who came from the countryside and wants to cling to the wealthy family?”

She was stunned by the question, staring blankly at him, while the adults’ whispers rang in her ears.

“Haohao, how can you say that to her?”

“What Haohao said isn’t wrong. The eldest brother’s family values etiquette. If she didn’t have a problem, why wouldn’t the eldest brother have his biological daughter by his side during the birthday celebration?”

“I heard their village is extremely patriarchal. Girls who are eighteen are considered old maids. If she doesn’t use this opportunity to leave, she’ll probably be married off to an old man in the village after high school graduation!”

“Exactly. How can the elderly in the countryside who don’t even have social security afford to send her to college!”

“This young girl is truly pitiful. She doesn’t know how to be grateful after being taken in and is causing trouble for the eldest brother’s family!”

One by one, the words stung her heart. When she woke up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, she was still filled with lingering fear and couldn’t fall back asleep.

But in this life, all the veiled hostility and cold sarcasm were immediately rebuffed by that person without a trace of politeness—

“Little friend, did your parents not teach you that slandering people comes with a price?”

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