After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Everything in the new house was unfamiliar to Wen Yun and Ruan Yu.

Fortunately, Grandfather Wen had arranged everything for them. Their rest and study rooms were extremely quiet. The music room, bathroom, storage room, dining room, and small kitchen on that floor were exclusively for their use. No one would disturb them, except on scheduled cleaning days.

Without the harsh rules, Wen Yun felt much more at ease. She even invited Ruan Yu to join her in the bath.

The result was over ten minutes of Ruan Yu holding her in a close embrace.

Wen Yun wasn’t sure where the protagonist learned this, but Ruan Yu hugged her tightly like a bolster, occasionally rubbing her face and forehead against her, like a clingy cat.

She thought about it and couldn’t resist asking, “Does being close to me this often give you a sense of security?”

The person behind her responded with a very light affirmative sound: “I feel very safe.”

Wen Yun had originally intended to try and persuade her not to rely on her blindly, but her heart softened upon hearing this. She gently patted the two arms wrapped around her front, “Then… go ahead.”

She could understand it. When you like someone, just being by their side or having them in your sight makes worries disappear and boosts your courage, as if a kind of magical spell has been cast.

On the first night in the new house, Ruan Yu slept soundly, hugging the Shiba Inu bolster.

Wen Yun, however, suffered from insomnia. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She finally pulled out the System to ask: “When your Hosts encounter this kind of situation, how do they usually respond?”

“Sorry, Host. I’m the initial model, so I don’t have information on other Hosts,” the System said. “However, I recommend the Host read novels where the protagonist is a transmigrator for inspiration.”

Wen Yun: “…”

Novel plots are mostly idealized products. Even if Wen Yun had read such novels, she wouldn’t implement their solutions in reality—even though she was currently in a novel’s world.

She felt it was more reliable to ask the people around her than to rely on unreliable virtual entities like novels and the System.

So, she messaged Lin Qiqi, who followed wealthy family gossip: “Did you hear about me and Xiao Yu at the Shen family’s New Year’s Eve banquet?”

Lin Qiqi liked to stay up late watching dramas during the holidays and hadn’t gone to sleep yet. Not long after Wen Yun sent the message, she received a reply.

Cute Sweetheart Qiqi: “Huh??? My mom arranged for me to meet a prospective alliance partner tonight! What happened?!”

The Shen family’s New Year’s Eve banquet invited all the prominent families in Z City, naturally including the Lin and He families.

Wen Yun had originally planned to find Lin Qiqi and He Sheng at the banquet and stay with them until it ended, but she dropped the idea when she learned they both had prior commitments.

“My brother told me there was a rumor that my grade drop was because I fell in love with the true daughter who was brought home.” Wen Yun patiently explained the context. “I assured my brother at the time that was absolutely not true, but tonight, Xiao Yu and I ended up dancing together in the ballroom due to a small accident. After that… she confessed to me through her piano playing.”

Seconds after she sent the message, Lin Qiqi sent a long string of question marks, followed by a voice call.

Wen Yun answered. Lin Qiqi was silent for a long time before she finally said, “Why does that sound like a fairy tale… So, did you accept her confession?”

“I think so,” Wen Yun sighed. “But you know I have no dating experience, so… I don’t know how to approach this relationship, so I came to ask you.”

“But I don’t have dating experience either!” Lin Qiqi said in shock. “My only dating experience since I can remember was tonight! When I met the alliance partner, I was so nervous I could barely speak! No, I can’t help! You should ask someone else!”

“Then, then let me ask you one simple question!” Wen Yun quickly added. “Just tell me how you hope to be treated by an alliance partner!”

“That’s not a simple question!” Lin Qiqi retorted. “Also, ‘how you hope to be treated’ is a very private matter! Everyone’s situation, experiences, and personality are different, so the way they want to be treated must also be different! You should be asking Xiao Yu!”

Wen Yun was left speechless by her argument. The next second, the call was hung up.

Cute Sweetheart Qiqi: “I’m going to sleep, I’m going to sleep [feigning sleep]”

It seemed the little villainess didn’t want to answer the question at all.

Wen Yun had no choice but to exit and open He Sheng’s chat: “Desk-mate! Emergency!!”

She copied and pasted the message she sent to Lin Qiqi and started waiting for a reply. Five minutes passed, and she heard nothing.

He Sheng maintained healthy sleeping habits, even during the winter break. Since she hadn’t replied at this hour, she was most likely asleep.

Wen Yun gave up, climbed out of bed, found her headphones, and tried to listen to white noise to put herself to sleep.

She finally managed to fall asleep around 3 AM, but her dreams were a constant replay of the duet and the piano pieces from the night before. Ruan Yu’s smile and affectionate gaze were sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, leaving her disoriented and unable to distinguish between dream and reality.

When her biological clock forced her awake the next morning, Wen Yun found herself lying on the floor under the bed, tightly hugging the tabby cat bolster, with half the blanket on her body and the other half on the bed.

She struggled back onto the bed, habitually checked the time on her phone, and saw He Sheng’s reply:

“This is a good thing! As for the so-called ‘response,’ there’s no correct answer. Maybe for Xiaoyu, you simply continuing to care for her as usual, and paying more attention to her needs and preferences, is the response she’s looking for.”

In summary, this advice was essentially the same as Lin Qiqi’s suggestion.

After waking up and reading He Sheng’s reminder, Wen Yun understood a little better.

The difficult problem she perceived was likely hidden in their daily interactions. She had become accustomed to treating the protagonist well, and the feedback she received was almost always positive, so she hadn’t specifically thought about which specific actions made the protagonist develop feelings for her.

Perhaps, as the protagonist said, she had unconsciously given her heart, so receiving genuine affection in return was only natural.

The floor in the room was a bit cold. Due to her weird sleeping posture, Wen Yun had caught a slight cold. Not long after waking up, she felt her nose was uncomfortable. After breakfast, she quickly asked the housekeeper for cold medicine packets, intending to drink some as a precaution.

As she was mixing the medicine, Ruan Yu returned from her morning exercise.

The moment Ruan Yu saw the medicine packet in her hand, her expression immediately changed.

“How did you catch a cold?” She rushed to Wen Yun’s side. “Did you take your temperature?”

“I did, I’m fine,” Wen Yun didn’t try to hide it and explained sheepishly, “I just got cold from kicking off the blanket.”

She never expected that because of this sentence, Ruan Yu brought her blanket and pillow to her room that very day.

“When I’m next to you, you’ll hug me when you sleep, so you won’t kick off the blanket, and we can keep each other warm,” Ruan Yu insisted. “I’ll go back when spring comes and the weather warms up, and you won’t freeze no matter how much you kick the blanket.”

“…” Wen Yun desperately wanted to say she didn’t have a habit of hugging people in her sleep, but she couldn’t resist Ruan Yu’s repeated requests and agreed to sleep together for a few nights.

The result was that every morning, the moment she opened her eyes, she found herself clutching Ruan Yu tightly, not even sparing her legs.

She suspected Ruan Yu of deliberately positioning herself that way, but careful observation showed that such a posture couldn’t be faked—only her active movement could achieve it. She finally resigned herself to allowing Ruan Yu to sleep in her room until spring.

Mrs. Zhang, the math tutor, arrived on time every day. The training and rest times remained extremely rigorous.

Wen Yun occasionally got so frustrated while agonizing over problems that she couldn’t calm down. She would use her break time to linger by the music room, listening to the protagonist’s progress. She would then recall Ruan Yu’s past life experiences, grit her teeth, and return to her room to bury herself in training.

At first, she was genuinely struggling to adapt. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang was good at adjusting the teaching pace according to her learning status. The push-and-pull allowed her to slowly adapt and even start looking for problems to solve on her own after class.

Busy as they were, half of the long winter break quickly passed.

During this time, the Wen elders did not send any messages, neither blame nor concern. It was as if they never had two daughters. Only Wen Lu checked in sporadically, asking about their progress in studying and piano practice, and reminding Ruan Yu how many days were left until her grade exam.

The so-called “care” of the Wen family was nothing more than this.

One day, Grandfather Lin came to the old residence to fish with Grandfather Wen, and he specifically brought Lin Qiqi along, hoping the three girls could relax for a couple of days and not strain themselves too much before school started.

So, the three of them went to a famous resort villa with their grandfathers.

Lin Qiqi wore a fuzzy hat, a thick knitted scarf, and a warm down jacket. Even fully bundled up, when they arrived at the fishing spot, she dove straight into the hospitality room with warm air conditioning. Sucking on a sweet and sour preserved tangerine peel candy, she looked out the window with confusion and complained softly: “I really don’t understand my grandfathers’ hobby of fishing in the dead of winter!”

But when she turned around, she saw Wen Yun taking out her printed Biology review materials, which drove her even crazier: “Didn’t we agree to come here to relax?!”

“Uh, I’m not quite used to not starting the day with memorization and problem-solving. I’m really sorry,” Wen Yun said apologetically, but her eyes remained fixed on the review materials.

“Don’t let yourself get too silly!” Lin Qiqi sighed. “You look thinner! It’s only been half a month, hasn’t it? If the intensity is already this high, what will you do when school starts?”

“Just treat it as getting a head start on the intensity of the final sprint phase,” Ruan Yu interjected. “I’ve asked the seniors, and if we want to rush for C-Finance in the last semester, but the foundation isn’t solid enough, we can only compensate with this level of effort.”

“You two are really planning to go to C-Finance?” Lin Qiqi gasped. “I can only offer moral encouragement and support! Don’t get me wrong, C-Finance’s score line is comparable only to Q University in the entire C City!”

“We’ll try our best. At least we can be proud of the effort we put in,” Wen Yun was quite pragmatic now. More than making it to C-Finance, she was more concerned about whether she could choose to stay after passing the original novel’s tragic ending point.

She had already decided not to return to her original world, neither for Ruan Yu nor for herself.

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