I Got Together With the Fake Heiress - Chapter 20.2

water Wen Yimeng brought her. “Call the lawyer over. Didn’t you have two properties in Yutang? Yimeng and Yunqing can each have one.”

“Huh?” Wen Han froze. “Aren’t they both staying at home?” “Exactly. Because of you, Yimeng and Yunqing were hurt. Shouldn’t you, as their older brother, express some goodwill?” Mother Wen countered, glancing at the feather duster nearby. “Mom, you’re absolutely right! I should express my goodwill! I’ll immediately give the properties to my sisters!” Wen Han unconsciously tensed up. As expected of his own mother; she hit him hard. The places where he was hit must already be swelling up!

Just like that, Wen Yunqing and Wen Yimeng each received a villa valued at over ten million that evening. Given Mother Wen’s attitude, Wen Yunqing wisely swallowed the four words “move out and live” back down. After signing the documents, she nimbly took Wen Yimeng upstairs.

“Yimeng darling, you should believe me this time, right?” As soon as they reached the third floor, Wen Yunqing eagerly began to claim credit. Wen Yimeng looked at Wen Yunqing with complex eyes. “Do you truly not care? If it weren’t for my existence, you wouldn’t have been reduced to living in the countryside, and the only person who could care for you was… that kind of person.”

Wen Yunqing raised an eyebrow. “I, personally, don’t care.” After all, she had only lived in the countryside for three days. If it were the original host, given her personality, even if she held resentment, she wouldn’t have blamed it entirely on Wen Yimeng. After all, when they were switched, both were still infants. Facing malicious adults, they could only passively accept their fate.

“Why? How can you manage not to care?” Wen Yimeng’s eyes were a little red. Compared to Wen Yunqing, she truly felt like a shameless villain. “Why? Do I need to specifically explain this?” Wen Yunqing rubbed her chin. “The matter of our identities being switched wasn’t your doing. Why would I blame you?”

Wen Yimeng lowered her head. She didn’t dare meet Wen Yunqing’s gaze and tentatively revealed a secret she had hidden in her heart. “What if, what if I said I knew about my background a long time ago? Would you still not care?” Wen Yunqing blinked. Did this mean Yimeng already knew her true background? But how did she know? Did someone tell her on purpose?

Wen Yimeng waited patiently for ten seconds. When she didn’t hear the expected response, she deflated like a balloon and confessed despairingly, “Actually, I knew four years ago, but I was afraid of being kicked out, so I never said anything.” “Am I a terrible person? If I had told the truth back then, you wouldn’t have had to suffer for an extra four years.” After saying the most difficult part, the rest came easily. “You know what? When I heard Mom and Dad say they found you, I didn’t want you to come back at all. I even secretly prayed that something happened to you, no one would be able to shake my position.”

“But a fake is a fake in the end. I don’t deserve it. I don’t deserve you being so good to me.” Wen Yimeng sniffled, her mood very low. “Before I change my mind, you can call Mom and Dad up, and I will repeat what I just said.” Wen Yunqing felt her brain wasn’t working fast enough. She vaguely recalled that this part was missing from the original plot. Why did Wen Yimeng know the truth four years ago?

Seeing the little drops of water appear on the floor, Wen Yunqing didn’t worry about thinking too much. Just like last time, she pulled Wen Yimeng into her arms so she could cry against her. “Let what’s past be past. Anyway, I’m certain I like you now,” Wen Yunqing said, feeling a bit helpless, unsure of what to say. “Shouldn’t people look forward? You should stop dwelling on the past.”

Upon hearing Wen Yunqing’s words, Wen Yimeng’s silent sobs turned into loud weeping. She spoke between sobs, “Wen Yunqing, are you an idiot? Didn’t you hear what I just said? I knew four years ago, and I secretly prayed that something bad would happen to you.” Wen Yunqing stroked Wen Yimeng’s head, trying hard to comfort her. “But nothing happened to me, did it? If it were me, maybe I wouldn’t have acted that way, but avoiding harm and seeking benefit is simply human nature.”

Wen Yunqing didn’t know what happened in the past, but she was very sure that Wen Yimeng was a gentle and kind girl deep down. If she truly chose to conceal the truth four years ago, there must have been an unavoidable reason. Wen Yunqing didn’t press for details. Instead, when Wen Yimeng lifted her head, she looked at her with a smile. “Since you feel you owe me, why don’t you sleep with me tonight?”

“…” Upon hearing this, Wen Yimeng’s previous sadness completely collapsed, and her expression twisted slightly. “Wen Yunqing, I’m talking about something very serious!” She was confessing! She was revealing truths she had hidden for a long time! At this crucial moment, Wen Yunqing was inviting her to sleep together. What was she thinking??! “I think what I said is also very serious,” Wen Yunqing met Wen Yimeng’s gaze, their eyes locking. “Don’t you feel you owe me? Then sleep with me as compensation. When you wake up tomorrow, everything that happened between us before will be completely wiped clean.”

“Whether I knew or didn’t know, everything that happened before this will be completely wiped clean,” Wen Yunqing emphasized. She gave Wen Yimeng a chance and also left a way out for herself. Wen Yimeng remained silent. Wen Yunqing’s so-called “compensation” greatly tempted her because she still had things she was hiding and hadn’t revealed. “Really? Even if you find out certain things later, you won’t blame me?” Wen Yimeng felt this was too unrealistic. Could these things that had made her anxious for four years truly be resolved just like that?

Wen Yunqing nodded. “Yes. If you’re still uneasy, I can swear an oath.” After hesitating, Wen Yimeng took out her phone, her hand trembling slightly. “Okay, say it. I’m going to record this. You are not allowed to go back on your word.” Just like that, Wen Yunqing exchanged a recorded oath for the opportunity to sleep with Wen Yimeng.

For the sake of comfort, the location for sleeping together was decided to be Wen Yimeng’s room. After Wen Yimeng finished her shower, she saw Wen Yunqing, who had also finished washing up, sitting spread-eagled on the single sofa. “Darling, are you done bathing?” Wen Yunqing was in a great mood and threw Wen Yimeng a wink. “Don’t call me darling. Call me by my name.” Hearing the word “darling,” Wen Yimeng felt chills run down her spine.

Wen Yunqing nodded. “Okay, Yimeng darling. Your hair doesn’t seem dry yet. Should I blow-dry it for you?” “No need, I’ll do it myself.” Although Wen Yimeng had agreed to sleep with Wen Yunqing, she was still nervous. After all, the other person would say anything, and she couldn’t discern which words were true and which were just jokes.

Wen Yunqing pouted in dissatisfaction. Did she look like a villain? It was just blow-drying hair; she wasn’t going to do anything. After patiently waiting on the sofa for ten minutes, Wen Yimeng finally finished styling her hair. “Which side do you want to sleep on?” Wen Yimeng asked. They were both girls. Everything she had, Wen Yunqing also had. If Wen Yunqing dared to do anything to her, she dared to do the same to Wen Yunqing!

“Either side is fine. I can sleep anywhere,” Wen Yunqing’s attitude was excellent. Wen Yimeng hesitated slightly. Sleeping on the inside seemed to offer more security, while sleeping on the outside would make it easier to run away. No, this is my room! Why should I run away? If anyone should leave, it should be Wen Yunqing! “I’ll sleep on the inside,” Wen Yimeng said, then walked to the other side, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

Wen Yunqing chuckled, leisurely lifted the quilt on her side, and sat against the headboard. “I’m going to sleep. Turn off the light,” Wen Yimeng said, subconsciously holding her breath. She had been sleeping alone since she was five and was somewhat unaccustomed to having someone next to her. “Okay,” Wen Yunqing answered, turning off the light with a snap, and then lay down flat.

The bed in Wen Yimeng’s room was very large, nearly two meters wide. When both of them lay down near the edges, the gap in the middle was nearly a meter. This wasn’t what I meant by sleeping together. Wen Yunqing made her move less than a minute after lying down. She didn’t slowly inch over but immediately rolled over and then rolled again, lying directly next to Wen Yimeng, their shoulders practically touching.

“What are you doing?” Wen Yimeng’s body was tense. “Don’t touch me.” “Didn’t you want to sleep with me?” Wen Yunqing’s vision was unaffected by the environment. Even with weak light, she could see everything very clearly. “We’re both lying on the same bed, isn’t that sleeping together?” Wen Yimeng moved her body, lightly bumping Wen Yunqing with her shoulder.

Wen Yunqing shifted outward slightly with the momentum and continued, “I want to know what it feels like to hug you while sleeping.” “Then you can just imagine it,” Wen Yimeng said, pulling the quilt up completely, covering her chin. Wen Yunqing changed from lying flat to lying on her side. “Yimeng darling, what shower gel did you use? It smells so good.”

Wen Yimeng’s breathing paused. Unsure if she was thinking of something, her cheeks began to flush. “It’s none of your business. I’m going to sleep. Stop talking.” After saying that, Wen Yimeng also turned her back, presenting Wen Yunqing with a cold, unfeeling back. Wen Yunqing, who failed to get a hug, curled the corner of her mouth. She obediently stopped talking, instead reaching out a hand and lightly fiddling with Wen Yimeng’s hair intermittently.

Wen Yimeng rarely shared a bed with anyone, and Wen Yunqing had never shared a bed with anyone—neither now nor in her past life. Feeling Wen Yimeng’s breathing become steadily more even, Wen Yunqing couldn’t help but recall her previous experiences. Compared to the present, where she could live freely, her former self seemed very boring.

In her previous life, besides necessary social interactions, countless cultivation techniques were her only companions. Oh, there was also the phone secretly sent by her mother, the diverse novels inside of which could barely be counted as entertainment. After successfully completing Body Tempering, sleep became a luxury for her. Facing the impending disappearance of spiritual energy, Wen Yunqing had to seize every second to cultivate.

Occasionally, when her thoughts drifted, Wen Yunqing would fantasize: if she didn’t have such excellent cultivation talent, and didn’t bear the so-called responsibility of saving the world, what kind of person would she be? Would she be the female protagonist in a novel? Or a female supporting character constantly used as a stepping stone? Or just cannon fodder unworthy of even a name? After an unknown period of time, feeling the increasingly abundant spiritual energy within her body and seeing the increasingly expectant looks from those around her, Wen Yunqing finally touched upon the so-called Rules and Heavenly Dao.

But just as Wen Yunqing reached enlightenment, the so-called catastrophe arrived. The last trace of spiritual energy in the world vanished. Wen Yunqing was instantly urged by everyone to fulfill her responsibility as the savior. She had enjoyed the worship of the entire world; now was the time for her to sacrifice herself for the world. Wen Yunqing didn’t hesitate. She had no friends, and her parents had long passed away. She fulfilled her duty without a single attachment. Using all of her cultivation and her physical body, she blasted a small hole in the world’s barrier, allowing spiritual energy to reappear.

Mission accomplished, and she retired. At the moment she lost consciousness, Wen Yunqing felt the most relaxed. Finally, she was no longer burdened with the task of saving the world.

With an opening and closing of her eyes, she found herself transformed into the current Wen Yunqing, a person in a novel with the same name as her. “Did the heavens take pity on me and give me a chance?” Wen Yunqing murmured softly, staring blankly at her hand, a strand of Wen Yimeng’s hair caught between her fingers. “Ah, the heavens are really stingy,” Wen Yunqing sighed. She had practically saved the world in her previous life, yet after being reborn, they didn’t even give her a partner. “If you can really hear me, please make Yimeng darling like me too.” Wen Yunqing said, then laughed at herself.

She really was an idiot. What good was it to ask a vague, ethereal heaven for anything? The fact that she could live again must be because she had good fortune. This time, she would live freely, unbound by anything! Looking at Wen Yimeng, who was already in deep sleep, Wen Yunqing tossed aside the unnecessary thoughts in her head and continued to play with Wen Yimeng’s hair. Yimeng darling likes me, Yimeng darling doesn’t like me, Yimeng darling likes me… After Wen Yunqing boringly counted a few hundred strands of hair, she finally felt a bit sleepy, slowly closed her eyes, and continued counting hair in her dream.

“Wen Yunqing! Let go!” As soon as Wen Yimeng woke up, she found that Wen Yunqing was holding her tightly and brazenly had her left leg hooked over Wen Yimeng’s right leg—she was practically riding her! “Hmm?” Wen Yunqing opened her eyes groggily. “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? Look what you’ve done!” Wen Yimeng said, her face flushing. What on earth was Wen Yunqing doing? Why were her legs starting to move? “Huh?” Wen Yunqing leaned back slightly, talking nonsense instantly. “I didn’t do anything. Last night, just as I was falling asleep, you kept saying things like ‘don’t go’ and ‘hug me,’ so I just followed instructions.”

Wen Yimeng felt a pang of guilt. “Did I talk in my sleep?” “Mhm,” Wen Yunqing nodded with absolute certainty. “You said it several times. You only stopped when I hugged you.” “…” Wen Yimeng only remembered having a dream, but she couldn’t for the life of her recall what the dream was about. Seeing how certain Wen Yunqing was, she couldn’t help but follow her train of thought. “Then you should have let go after you hugged me, right?” Wen Yimeng’s tone had noticeably softened.

“But I was very sleepy too, so I fell asleep,” Wen Yunqing said, slowly releasing her hands to give Wen Yimeng enough space to move. “It was just a hug, you shouldn’t mind, right?” “…” Wen Yimeng really wanted to say she minded, but she knew even better that if she did, Wen Yunqing would surely push her luck, perhaps imagining things and confidently believing that Wen Yimeng was interested in her, which was why she was so particular about this kind of thing.