After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Wen Yun stood rooted beside the piano.

Unlike the first time, Ruan Yu played ‘Für Elise’ completely this time, including the sections where the emotion was high-spirited and joyous.

The girl’s fingertips danced across the black and white keys, as if they were continuing their dance upon the keyboard, yet the surroundings were silent and empty.

The world was shut out. They quietly advanced, retreated, and spun together, with only each other in their eyes.

Although Ruan Yu played more than just ‘Für Elise,’ when Wen Yun connected it with the abrupt question Ruan Yu had asked earlier, coupled with the intense heartbeat she sensed through the empathy during the dance, it was impossible for her to misunderstand the other girl’s feelings.

The girl’s emotions were clearly like a surging, ardent tide, yet Wen Yun only sensed them now, and she had almost completely misread them.

At this moment, she was both startled and terrified, trying desperately to recall when these feelings had begun to take root and why they had morphed from familial or friendly affection to their current intensity.

The music by her ear shifted several times, changing from ‘Für Elise’ to ‘Ballade pour Adeline,’ then to ‘A Commencer,’ and finally concluding with ‘Mariage d’Amour.’ The short ten-minute performance made Wen Yun feel that the slight hint she had discovered was merely the tip of a colossal iceberg.

She felt like a small boat caught in the ocean tide, her emotions constantly rising and falling with the feelings conveyed in the music.

The girl was reserved and introverted. These pieces were her heart’s voice, the words she deeply, desperately wanted to say to her beloved but did not dare to utter.

When Ruan Yu stood up and took her hand, Wen Yun, unable to help herself, turned her gaze away, unwilling to meet her eyes.

She had only ever experienced unrequited crushes on others; she had never been in a relationship with anyone and didn’t know how to respond to a confession from someone of the same sex.

Moreover, she was an outsider with an unclear mission, practically unattached to this world of the novel. This made the current situation feel like developing a character only to suddenly discover that they had developed feelings for her.

Beyond that, the greater problem was whether she harbored the same feelings for Ruan Yu.

While Ruan Yu was no longer just a character drawn by an author’s pen in her eyes and heart, and she genuinely enjoyed being with Ruan Yu during their daily interactions, was this “liking” the same kind of love Ruan Yu felt for her?

“…You played beautifully.” Sensing the familiar gaze on her, Wen Yun composed herself and forced herself to say, “I could hear the… sentiments you poured into the music.”

She deliberately avoided the word “emotion,” believing that the sufficiently perceptive protagonist would understand her meaning.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the girl’s hand tighten slightly.

“Can you really understand?” Ruan Yu leaned close to her ear and whispered.

“I can barely understand a part of it,” Wen Yun said truthfully. “But now isn’t the time to talk about this…”

They still had the college entrance exam ahead of them and hadn’t left the Wen family. Before all external and mental shackles were completely broken, love, while a source of support, could also become a new cage.

“I know,” Ruan Yu said. “That’s why I’ve been enduring and waiting.”

But today, upon hearing Second Young Master Shen’s invitation to her beloved, she simply couldn’t endure it any longer.

A sense of crisis spread through her heart, telling her over and over that if she continued to endure and didn’t tell that person her feelings, she would only watch as that person moved away from her.

She understood this was an extreme result, and even if it were to happen, the probability was very low.

But why should that matter when she cared so much?

She cared that the other person always failed to perceive her feelings, and she cared more about whether that person would leave once the mission was complete.

Even now, she didn’t know the person’s true name.

Wen Yun was momentarily speechless. Seeing people around them watching, she quickly pulled Ruan Yu back to their original seats.

The Wen elders still hadn’t returned, but Wen Lu was there, elegantly slicing the freshly served roast steak.

Seeing them return, the man smoothly spun the dining table and turned the steak toward them.

“You two are truly bold,” Wen Lu pushed up his glasses, recalling the duet he’d seen in the ballroom. He suppressed the urge to applaud them again and complained softly, “Especially Yunyun, where’s the ‘bury your head in the food’ you promised me? Was the food not good? Why did you suddenly run off to dance?”

Applauding them was one thing; holding his troublemaking sisters accountable was another.

“We did eat the food seriously,” Wen Yun said awkwardly. “It’s just that we encountered a small accident…”

Afterward, she looked at Ruan Yu, struggling to figure out how to explain the “small accident” to her brother, only to hear Ruan Yu calmly and factually recount the whole situation.

“…I can only say that your actions just now essentially confirmed that unfounded rumor!” Wen Lu frowned after listening, feeling the roast steak on his plate was no longer appealing. “And to openly come out in public, tsk tsk. Mom and Dad are probably going to be furious tonight. They just lost two bargaining chips for a marriage alliance in one banquet!”

His guess was correct. After returning home that night, Father Wen, who was usually reserved, immediately smashed the jade Pixiu statue by the door and subsequently broke several expensive pieces of porcelain.

Mother Wen sat in the living room, constantly wiping away tears. When the butler asked her, she tearfully recounted the hardships of raising her daughter over the years and the deep affection she had invested. She lamented that the daughter she raised, who was not of her own blood, turned out to be ungrateful, caring nothing for the family, and, along with her utterly thoughtless biological daughter, damaged the family reputation and caused the Wen family to lose face with all the other wealthy families.

Wen Yun stood by the railing on the second floor, looking coldly at the mess in the living room. She moved her finger and dialed the number left by Grandfather Wen.

She thought that if even one of the Wen elders could recognize their own mistakes instead of constantly talking about “value” and “comparison,” pitting their son and daughters against each other like an internal rivalry, and letting the biological and adopted daughters fight to the death, the series of tragedies described in the novel might never have happened, and the true and fake daughters might have joined forces to build up the family.

Now that the fake daughter had been replaced by her, the transmigrator, and the reborn true daughter had lost all hope, even rushing toward her, the outsider, like a moth to a flame, the only one who would choose to remain in this family was Wen Lu, whose eyes were solely focused on profit and who disregarded emotions.

She didn’t know if Grandfather Wen had already heard about what happened at the New Year’s Eve banquet. Wen Yun had just made the call and hadn’t even had time to explain the situation when she heard Grandfather Wen say unhurriedly: “The car to pick you up is already parked at the door. Pack up and come out. Grandpa sent bodyguards. No one can stop you.”

As she got into the car driven by Old Hu, the driver, holding the cat, Ruan Yu felt a sense of unreality.

She truly hadn’t imagined that in this lifetime, she would leave the Wen family so early, and with that person, no less.

But unlike her past life, they were leaving voluntarily, not being swept out the door by the family.

As they left, she saw the disappointed and despairing expressions of her parents, yet she saw no hint of a desire to keep them. She didn’t know if they realized it was futile to try, or if they simply didn’t intend to.

After all, Grandfather Wen was the most authoritative figure in the entire Wen family, and even Father Wen could not sway his decisions.

Only Wen Lu stood at the door, smiling and waving, watching them drive away.

Upon arriving at the Wen family’s old residence, Wen Yun and Ruan Yu were led by a kind female housekeeper to the bedrooms that had already been prepared.

“These two rooms were cleared out for temporary stays by relatives, so they aren’t very large, but they have all the necessary furniture,” the housekeeper explained with a smile. “If either Miss finds anything uncomfortable, you can always find me or Butler Li. We will replace the furniture to your liking as quickly as possible.”

Ruan Yu held the cat, staring in shock at what the housekeeper called “not very large” temporary residences—except for the décor style, the size of the rooms and the furniture layout were clearly no different from her master bedroom!

“If you trust me, you can entrust your pet to my care,” the housekeeper continued. “I have five years of experience working at an animal rescue center, and I can show you the relevant documents.”

While they were talking, Wen Yun also entered her room, placed the tabby cat pillow on the bed, looked around, and sighed, regretting that she hadn’t moved out sooner.

Neither she nor Ruan Yu liked changing where they lived. Plus, since Father and Mother Wen were rarely home during the past few months, they had just decided to take it one day at a time, planning to endure until graduation before coming clean to the elders and leaving.

Yet, the atmosphere at home grew more oppressive by the day. Father Wen’s mood was constantly sour, first with his disdain for Ruan Yu, then his dissatisfaction with her, the outsider with declining grades. Mother Wen was also always making passive-aggressive remarks. Every time the family gathered for a meal or to discuss Wen family matters, Wen Yun felt suffocated.

They still had to prepare for the college entrance exam, and their nerves were already strained. The negative environment would only drag them down, causing unnecessary emotional exhaustion. It was better to temporarily avoid it and focus on the exam first.

After roughly unpacking her luggage, putting her everyday clothes and school uniform into the closet, Wen Yun went out to find Ruan Yu.

The housekeeper had already taken the cat. Ruan Yu was sitting, holding the Rilakkuma bear that Wen Yun had given her, leaning against the Shiba Inu pillow, lost in thought.

Wen Yun considered her words, then approached and asked, “Want to take a shower?”

They had just returned from the New Year’s Eve banquet and hadn’t yet taken off their gowns.

Ruan Yu came back to reality and nodded without hesitation. She carefully placed the Rilakkuma bear on the bedside, opened her suitcase, and began looking for her nightgown and fresh underwear.

Just then, her phone, placed on the pillow, vibrated, and the screen lit up with a new WeChat message.

“Can you look at it for me?” Ruan Yu said. “The password is our birth dates.”

This statement surprised Wen Yun. Upon realizing what Ruan Yu meant, she quickly picked up the phone and unlocked it, finding a message from Wen Lu.

L: “Did you arrive safely at Grandpa’s place?”

L: “I’ve already told Mrs. Zhang. She’ll go to the old residence on time tomorrow to tutor Yunyun. Grandma’s music room has a piano, so remember to practice daily to keep your touch.”

She relayed the message to Ruan Yu word for word. The girl’s movements suddenly paused. Her fingers resting on her dress slowly curled into a fist.

“Brother is just fulfilling the terms of the cooperation agreement, right?” Ruan Yu finally spoke after a long pause.

“That should be right,” Wen Yun answered. “Helping me improve my grades and registering you for the piano exam are both parts of the agreement.”

She watched Ruan Yu pick up her clothes and stand up, placing them on the quilt, murmuring: “Sure enough, only you genuinely treat me well.”

This made Wen Yun feel incredibly guilty, and she quickly corrected her: “Actually, I’m not entirely…”

“You are,” Ruan Yu shook her head, her eyes gentle. “I can feel it. Whether it’s your sympathy and pity for me, or your concern, they are all sincere.”

—Even if these were perhaps just System tasks she had to complete, she had never been perfunctory.

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