After Transmigrating as the "Green Tea" Fake Heiress, I Got My Happy Ending with the Real Heiress - Chapter 57

Chapter 57

In summer, there is the chill of watermelon, cold drinks, and air conditioning, and also the cool touch of one’s beloved.

Watching the person look helpless yet obediently take the box she offered and take out the finger cots, this thought surfaced in Ruan Yu’s mind.

She had anticipated being shy at the moment, but she never expected she would almost reject the person’s touch.

Wen Yun, with no experience in this area from either life, was completely inept. Even as she tried to find the right spot, her hands were trembling, and she entirely forgot that there should be a preliminary step.

When her ears caught the girl’s deliberately suppressed sob, she immediately stopped. While frantically cleaning up, she apologized as gently as possible: “I’m so sorry! I really wasn’t prepared this time. I made you suffer! Do you… do you want to take a shower? Will a shower make you feel better?”

Seeing Ruan Yu shake her head, she tried again: “Then, then let’s not continue this time. Next time, how about next time?”

She needed to gain some experience on herself first.

While washing her hands and the soiled menstrual pad, Wen Yun suddenly heard the System prompt: “Congratulations, Host! Ruan Yu’s Affection value has exceeded 19999 points, unlocking the quick name change function and lifting the ban on the Host’s origins topic!”

Although this was the important event Wen Yun had been looking forward to recently, she had just done—and messed up—an even more important thing. Associating the System with this incident, her mind instantly buzzed.

As if reading her thoughts, the System’s voice carried a hint of amusement, saying slowly: “This System has a built-in ‘Host Privacy Shield Auto-Trigger Function.’ Please rest assured, Host!”

“…Can I also tell the protagonist about your existence?” Wen Yun asked mournfully.

“Feel free, if you’re not afraid she’ll get jealous because of it,” the System was unafraid of her threat.

In Wen Yun’s original plan, the name change and the confession had to be synchronized. Furthermore, the confession of her origins couldn’t be casual; it was best to choose an important day, or Ruan Yu might feel she hadn’t taken the matter seriously.

But once the Affection goal was truly reached, she thought that confessing her origins immediately would better convey her barely contained anxiety to Ruan Yu, making her understand that she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

However, her indecision made her miss the best moment for the confession—Ruan Ruilin suddenly called Ruan Yu. An important morning meeting required her to thoroughly review the materials she had prepared.

Due to the busy work schedule, Wen Yun even missed the Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine’s Day). It wasn’t until late August that she finally had time to take Ruan Yu across the river to ride the Ferris wheel. She showed Ruan Yu her new ID card and solemnly spoke the words she had held back for nearly half a month: “Let’s reintroduce ourselves. My name is Wen Yun.”

Seeing Ruan Yu’s gaze shift from shock to delight, but then quickly to worry, Wen Yun hastened to explain: “My mission is complete. I can stay in this world with you forever and can also explain my origins to you!”

Ruan Yu finally sighed in relief. She lowered her gaze and scrutinized the name she had guessed countless times before returning the ID card. She asked softly, “Then, can I call you ‘A-Yun’ from now on?”

“Of course you can,” Wen Yun nodded. “But I thought you’d call me ‘Yunyun’.”

“That’s too close to ‘Yunyun’,” Ruan Yu explained earnestly, her dark eyes shimmering. “You are not her.”

She had been too embarrassed to tell Wen Yun that before this, she had only referred to her in her mind as “this person,” “that person,” or “the person in my heart.” Now that the other person had a specific name, she no longer had to use the name of the other individual.

The silver Ferris wheel ascended slowly. Wen Yun took a deep breath and said seriously: “Although you might have already guessed that I’m an outsider, perhaps approaching you and caring for you with some purpose, there is one thing I still want to tell you personally. Perhaps… it might be difficult for you to accept.”

“What is it, A-Yun?” Ruan Yu watched her intently.

“This is actually a book world. Everything was arranged by the author, and before I came to this world, I was just an ordinary reader,” Wen Yun said. “After I read your story, I was incredibly angry. But because I became the character who drove you to suicide, my initial care for you was actually motivated by a slight desire to get revenge on Wen Yun (the original host).”

“I didn’t know you were a reborn person at first. After I found out, that bit of revenge transformed into a will to survive. I’ve always disliked conflict and didn’t want to suffer undeserved misfortune because of it.”

Here, she paused and explained with some helplessness: “So, every time you said I was sincere towards you, I felt extremely guilty, but I was bound by the mission rules at the time and couldn’t explain.”

“If I say you are sincere, then you are!” Ruan Yu instinctively grabbed her hand, clutching it tightly in her palm. “Even if this is just a book world, I can feel your emotions! You are different from them. Your care and concern for me are things I’ve only received from my grandparents. Please stop feeling guilty and self-reproachful!”

“Mmm, I won’t feel guilty or self-reproachful about these things anymore,” Wen Yun smiled, smoothing the hair the wind had messed up. “I genuinely consider you family now.”

Ruan Yu froze. When she came back to herself, before Wen Yun could withdraw her hand, she instantly laced her fingers around Wen Yun’s wrist.

Before Wen Yun could react, she felt a warmth on the back of her hand.

A kiss was solemnly placed there. The next second, another tentative kiss was pressed onto her lips.

With one hand captured by Ruan Yu, Wen Yun subconsciously braced herself against the seat with the other, leaning back involuntarily. She very clumsily coordinated with the girl, who gradually deepened the kiss.

When the girl had had enough of the taste of trust, Wen Yun also tried to gently knock on the door. She then sat up straight, habitually embracing this clingy little kitten, giving her a sense of security.

During the brief twenty-minute Ferris wheel date, they were intimate and talked a lot more, but Ruan Yu never brought up Wen Yun’s mission or the System bound to her. She only listened to Wen Yun complain about the System’s suffocating method of accumulating survival time.

She thought that those were probably memories and things Wen Yun was extremely reluctant to recall.

—Being forced to play the role she most detested, being forced to communicate with people using the character’s mannerisms and tone, just to exchange for a life-extending item.

Since Wen Yun said the mission was successfully completed, there was no need for her to pry further out of curiosity.

In mid-September, C-Finance’s school year began with military training.

The military training grounds for Wen Yun’s and Ruan Yu’s majors were very far apart. However, they would exchange stories of what they saw and heard each evening when they returned to the apartment to rest.

“A girl in our major has a lot of attitude. She loves to argue with the instructor, who is also very young and a girl herself. Today, she was so angered that she punished the girl’s group with deep squats.”

“Maybe she’s flirting with the instructor?” Ruan Yu asked. “Our class also has a female instructor. She’s very strict during training, but during break time, several female students tease her, and the boys on the side say sourly, ‘That’s flirting,’ feeling incredibly jealous.”

Wen Yun almost spat out her soda. Suppressing a laugh, she warned, “Don’t let them corrupt you!”

Despite saying that, she genuinely hoped to see Ruan Yu integrate into her new collective.

Ruan Yu was like a flawless jade. Wen Yun looked forward to the day when everyone would see her unique charm.

Many people would surely like Ruan Yu, and many would willingly follow her.

However, when that day truly came, Wen Yun became the “sour one.”

The semester hadn’t even ended. At a student union social gathering, she had merely stepped away to the restroom when three wealthy students—both male and female—publicly confessed to Ruan Yu!

By then, Wen Yun had already dyed her hair chestnut brown as planned and curled the ends. She wore ear cuffs, the Möbius strip necklace, and a long blue dress with an adult, sophisticated style, looking cool and dominant. She was dubbed the “Big Sis” by her fellow department officers.

Even though she had changed her name, information flows quickly among wealthy families. Those well-to-do students who were interested in Ruan Yu both wanted to pursue her and were wary of Wen Yun, so they had been secretly hiding their feelings.

However, young people are bold. The moment Wen Yun was gone, they found their opportunity. With so many people present, even if Ruan Yu publicly refused them, her own reputation would still be somewhat affected.

When Wen Yun returned, she walked in just as Ruan Yu was politely declining the third suitor.

She could even hear people at the table quietly remarking that Ruan Yu didn’t know what was good for her, regretting that Ruan Yu didn’t know how to seize an opportunity—every major at C-Finance was full of talented people. To some, not completely cutting ties meant having one more path open.

Wen Yun, however, never thought this way, especially when it came to feelings.

Not completely cutting ties? Straddling multiple boats and still thinking you’re an excellent Sea King? Are they sick in the head!!

As she was cursing inwardly, she looked up and saw the girl who had been toasting not long ago was now standing in front of her, gently tapping her wine glass against Wen Yun’s.

“I think I’m drunk,” she said softly.

“Then let’s go home and rest,” Wen Yun immediately put down her own glass, took Ruan Yu’s glass, and, under everyone’s gaze, took her hand and turned to tell the minister they were leaving.

In the taxi ride home, Wen Yun let Ruan Yu lean on her shoulder. She felt Ruan Yu’s forehead and noticed it was a little warm. Ruan Yu seemed genuinely drunk, and Wen Yun frowned, asking, “How much did you drink?”

“Guess~” Ruan Yu said, tilting her head and burrowing into Wen Yun’s arms.

“…You are not allowed to drink this much next time,” Wen Yun sighed, asking the driver for an airsickness bag just in case.

Fortunately, the journey home was uneventful. Once they arrived, Wen Yun was just relieved that Ruan Yu was a good drunk when the seemingly docile, little drunk cat suddenly regained her energy, using both hands with force.

Before Wen Yun could react, she was pushed into the bedroom and fell onto the duvet with Ruan Yu. The commotion nearly startled the tuxedo cat lying on the headboard.

A hint of sweet, intoxicating breath brushed across her face. Wen Yun felt her ear cuff being removed, and then her earlobe was enveloped in warmth. Unable to break free from Ruan Yu, she was kissed and smelled in a very awkward position.

She heard the tuxedo cat give a surprised “Meow,” and whether it truly understood human intentions and knew it shouldn’t be the “third wheel,” or if it was simply overwhelmed by the increasingly concentrated smell of alcohol in the bedroom, the cat quickly ran off. Only their two breaths remained in the room.

“The legal age for marriage in our country is twenty years old.”

After clinging for a while, Ruan Yu suddenly spoke.

Wen Yun was also a little dizzy from the alcohol fumes. Hearing this, she subconsciously nodded: “Mmh, I know.”

“You personally promised me you’d marry me during university,” Ruan Yu whispered by her ear. “I want everyone to know that you are mine, and I am yours, and no one can covet us. When we reach the age, let’s get our marriage license, okay?”

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