I Got Together With the Fake Heiress - Chapter 110

Fortunately, they were still in the initial stages. Wen Yimeng would only have a predictive dream about once a month, and the predicted event usually occurred one to three months, or even half a year, later, leaving the Special Affairs Department and the authorities with sufficient reaction time.

After the authorities witnessed Wen Yunqing effortlessly taking down the Great Demon—a task requiring the strength of fifteen people—they established the basic policy of fostering the best possible relationship with her. Without Wen Yunqing needing to say anything, they immediately promoted her position one rank higher.

To avoid drawing excessive attention to the others, Zhou Jun and Wen Yimeng were also granted enhanced treatment, both now enjoying the benefits associated with a Deputy Section Chief level position.

Due to the overwhelming coincidences in timing, Wen Yunqing couldn’t conceal the missions from her girlfriend. Therefore, she had to work quickly and use her rapid handling speed to prove her capabilities.

“There, I went with over twenty people, and didn’t I come back perfectly fine?” Wen Yunqing leaned her arm on Wen Yimeng’s shoulder and said softly. “The round trip only took me three days.”

“But what about October? That time involves a great demon that eats people. Its strength must be much, much stronger than this last one!” Wen Yimeng was still worried, and even while being kissed, the anxiety in her heart wouldn’t subside.

“That’s easy. Let’s cultivate together and boost our strength.” Wen Yunqing was now completely unconcerned, continuing her aggressive actions.

The reason was simple: the Heavenly Dao of this world seemed to have realized something. Without strenuous cultivation, she had restored eighty percent of her strength from her previous life within just one month!

That was a full eighty percent of her power! Notably, she had only recovered one-tenth of it after two years of dedicated effort previously.

In other words, Wen Yunqing’s current strength was enough to stand above everyone else. Even if she encountered a Great Demon from the late stages of the apocalypse, as long as she wasn’t ganged up on by many of them, she could solve it easily.

Wen Yimeng seemed about to say more, but her increasingly sensitive body interrupted her train of thought. Her entire mind was overtaken by another ineffable sensation.

“This is your Uncle Liu’s youngest daughter, one year younger than you. Take a look and see what you think.” Wen Mama held several photos in her hand, passing them to Wen Han as she spoke.

Wen Mama: “You’re not getting any younger. You can start thinking about dating.”

Wen Han looked at the photos, his expression somewhat complex. “Mom, I don’t want to date right now…”

“Don’t want to?” Wen Mama raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

“I… I feel like I’m still young?” Wen Han struggled to find an excuse. “There are many things at the company that keep me busy. I don’t have the time.”

“You’re still young?” Wen Yunqing, sitting nearby, questioned him. “Brother, if I remember correctly, you’re six years older than us, right?”

“So what if I’m six years older? Even at six years older, I’m only twenty-six. I’m still young!” Wen Han retorted.

Wen Mama didn’t speak. “Do you remember what your friend called you for last month?”

Wen Han paused, then continued to struggle. “Lao Dan’s situation is different. He dated his girlfriend in college, and now they’ve been graduated for so many years. It’s normal for him to get married. He’s my good buddy, and there’s no problem with me being his groomsman.”

“Then have you considered why, among the groomsmen, only you were his classmate?” Wen Mama pressed.

Wen Han choked. Damn it! Why were all his good friends getting married so quickly? Leaving only him as the single one?

“I’m not asking you to get married right away. Just start interacting. If there’s no connection, you can still be friends,” Wen Mama said. “Twenty-six is not young. I had already weaned you when I was twenty-six.”

“You are at the company all day long. Where do you find time to date? Are you thinking of having an office romance?”

Wen Han choked again, but this time he didn’t argue. He obediently looked at the photos. In any case, it was just dating. At worst, he could play along for a while and then say they broke up later.

After discussing Wen Han’s affairs, Wen Mama shifted the topic to the two girls. “Have you met anyone you feel good about?”

Wen Yimeng thought for a moment. “Freshman year has a lot of classes. Yunqing and I have been busy studying, so we haven’t really paid attention to that.”

Wen Mama nodded. “You two are still young. It’s not too late to think about dating after graduating from college.”

If her son dates, he brings someone home, so earlier is fine. But if her daughters date, it’s different—they might get taken advantage of. The later, the better. Let them enjoy their carefree days.

“Yunqing, when should we come clean to Mom…?” Back in their room, Wen Yimeng lay sprawled on the bed in a starfish position. “We can’t keep hiding it from Mom forever.”

Wen Yunqing sat on the edge of the bed, gently kneading Wen Yimeng’s hand. “We definitely have to come clean, but I don’t think Mom can accept it right now.”

“Then do we just keep waiting?” Wen Yimeng felt a slight sense of crisis. “If Brother and this person hit it off this time, Mom’s attention will probably shift to us, won’t it?”

Wen Yunqing neither confirmed nor denied it. “Just waiting certainly won’t work. How about we try a small test first?”

“A test? How are you going to test her?” Wen Yimeng rolled over on the bed, ending up face down, resting her head without reservation on Wen Yunqing’s thigh.

Wen Yunqing’s eyebrows subtly rose. Experience proved that sometimes being too perceptive wasn’t a good thing. For example, right now, she could even sense the warm breath exhaled by her girlfriend.

Wen Yimeng was long accustomed to being intimate with Wen Yunqing and subconsciously didn’t feel there was anything wrong with the posture, still pondering the previous question.

“Actually, there is a way to test her that is direct, yet not so direct. Do you want to try it?” Wen Yunqing said, her voice having shifted slightly.

“What is it?” Wen Yimeng grew even more curious.

Wen Yunqing smiled without speaking, directly answering her girlfriend with action.

The next day, the sun rose as usual. After checking the front camera on her phone, Wen Yimeng gave Wen Yunqing an unapologetic kick.

Wen Yunqing anticipated it and gripped her girlfriend’s ankle, looking at her innocently. “Isn’t this method the one that is direct, yet not so direct?”

Wen Yimeng felt her teeth itch. “It’s the middle of summer! How am I supposed to cover these marks! These clearly look like hickeys! Do you think Mom will believe I was bitten by mosquitoes?”

“That’s easy. I’ll just say I was dreaming and started nibbling on your neck, mistaking it for a bun,” Wen Yunqing blinked. “That’s marginally plausible, right?”

Marginally plausible? Plausible, my foot!

Wen Yimeng finally couldn’t hold back. Thinking about the questions she would face at breakfast, she immediately lifted her other foot and kicked out without mercy.

Honestly, Wen Yunqing had also anticipated this kick, but her intuition told her it was better not to dodge this one, or something worse would happen.

Events proved that Wen Yunqing’s intuition was still very reliable. Seeing that she had actually kicked her girlfriend off the bed, Wen Yimeng’s anger immediately subsided by more than half.

Clearing her throat, she asked sheepishly, “Are you okay? It’s carpeted down there. You shouldn’t be hurt, right?”

Wen Yunqing gave a forced smile. “I’m alright. It was just a little unexpected…” As she spoke, Wen Yunqing touched her tailbone, giving the impression of I’m in pain, but I won’t say it.

Playing the victim was indeed a strategy that worked every time. Wen Yimeng quickly lost her temper and reluctantly pulled Wen Yunqing up. If she hadn’t been afraid of truly provoking her mother, Wen Yimeng would have directly nibbled a few marks on Wen Yunqing’s neck to share the struggle.

Because it was summer, Wen Yimeng couldn’t cover the marks completely. She only used makeup to conceal the most obvious parts, leaving about half of the marks visible on her neck.

When Wen Yunqing and Wen Yimeng came downstairs, Wen Mama spotted the scattered red marks of affection on her daughter’s fair neck almost immediately.

Wen Mama frowned. She certainly knew what those marks were, but if her memory served her right, Yimeng hadn’t gone out last night.

“Yimeng, what happened to your neck?” Wen Mama couldn’t figure it out and asked directly.

“This? Of course, this is Yunqing’s doing,” Wen Yimeng said calmly. The person who caused the problem should naturally be the one responsible.

“Yunqing did it?” Wen Mama looked at the culprit with confusion.

Wen Yunqing touched her nose. “I had a dream yesterday, and I accidentally mistook Yimeng’s neck for a…”

Wen Yunqing didn’t continue the second half of the sentence. After all, her mother would likely believe what she deduced herself more than what was stated directly.

Wen Yunqing was sure that Wen Mama’s first reaction would be that she had a dream—the kind that was embarrassing to talk about—and simply confused Wen Yimeng with someone else in the dream.

Sure enough, Wen Mama quickly filled in the blanks for Wen Yunqing’s unspoken words, a slight smile forming at the corner of her mouth. “It’s alright. This is perfectly normal.”

Thank goodness the person sleeping next to Yunqing when she was dreaming was Yimeng. Otherwise, if it had been someone else, things would have become complicated.