Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 12

The incident concluded more swiftly and smoothly than anyone had anticipated. The trousers cost 170,000 yuan. Huo Jianan casually declared, “Since you’re unwilling to accept a discount, I’ll compensate you the full amount.”

“Furthermore, since you all seem to enjoy picking tangerines so much, feel free to take all the tangerines from that tree. Eat as many as you like if you enjoy them.”

“Oh, and don’t forget about the lawn. I see it’s maintained so well—stepping on it feels refreshing and even improves one’s mood. A lawn like this must cost at least 30,000 yuan to maintain properly.”

The Lei family, in addition to compensating 170,000 yuan, also paid the hospital 30,000 yuan as compensation for damaging the landscaping. They made a formal apology to Miss Huo and Doctor Jiang Shumin. Even Eldest Master Lei, who was convalescing at the hospital, personally came to apologize to Huo Jianan.

Their earlier arrogance was matched by their subsequent humility.

It was through this incident that Huo Jianan learned the name of the female doctor who had shielded her from the falling tangerine—Jiang Shumin—and discovered she was a specialist in orthopedics.

In Doctor Jiang’s office, Huo Jianan asked Housekeeper He to step out so she could thank the doctor privately. “Doctor Jiang, thank you so much! If you hadn’t acted quickly, that orange would have hit me right on the head.”

Jiang Shumin chuckled softly. “Miss Huo, you’re too kind. I was just passing by and happened to see a patient with bandages on their head, so I stopped to help.”

She had heard from her colleagues at the hospital that the Huo Family Young Miss was hospitalized here with a head injury, operated on by Doctor Zhou, the country’s leading neurosurgeon. She also knew that Miss Huo was paralyzed from the waist down and had been confined to a wheelchair for four years. Her previous primary physician had emigrated, and the Director had approached her yesterday, hoping she would take over as Miss Huo’s primary physician.

She had planned to visit Miss Huo’s ward today, but instead, she encountered her in the garden in this unexpected manner.

Jiang Shumin recalled the Director’s assessment of Miss Huo: “Reclusive, moody, but that’s understandable. A wealthy young heiress with a seemingly perfect life, yet paralyzed from the waist down. It’s natural for her to struggle emotionally.”

“How did Miss Huo become paralyzed? Was it congenital?”

“No, that’s not it. On her 18th birthday, Miss Huo went paragliding with her friends, and there was an accident.”

The Miss Huo before her was younger and more beautiful than Jiang Shumin had imagined. If she weren’t confined to a wheelchair, she would undoubtedly be a dazzling, captivating woman.

Jiang Shumin couldn’t help but think to herself, What a pity.

“Doctor Jiang, may I ask… is there any chance my legs could recover? Or is there any way I could stand again?”

“We need to perform another examination first,” Jiang Shumin replied. “Then we’ll assess the possibilities using the most advanced technologies available both domestically and internationally.”

“Alright. Thank you, Doctor Jiang. When can I start the examination?”

Seeing Miss Huo’s cooperative attitude, Jiang Shumin smiled. This Miss Huo was nothing like the Director had described—reclusive and temperamental. Instead, she was proactive, optimistic, and quick-witted.

“How about 9 a.m. tomorrow morning?”

“Agreed,” Huo Jianan nodded. “I’ll come find you then.”

As evening approached, Ruan Nianning returned to the hospital. Her shopping expedition had been fruitful, and the driver helped carry her numerous bags upstairs for the Young Madam.

“Jianan, I picked out these clothes for you. What do you think?”

Huo Jianan could tell Ruan Nianning was in a good mood. After spending the day out, away from her archenemy’s daughter, away from the Huo family, and away from the need to deliberately curry favor with them, she must feel both physically and mentally relieved.

During afternoon tea, Ruan Nianning stared at the massive billboard of the A-list superstar Song Shiyu on the opposite building. After a few glances, she silently withdrew her gaze.

She had become the Huo family’s Young Madam, and she feared she would never have the chance to collaborate with Sister Song again. A new drama was set to start filming next month, and if she hadn’t married into this wealthy family, she would have been cast as the female lead. The opportunity she had longed for—acting opposite Sister Song—had slipped through her fingers just like that.

Ruan Nianning suddenly hated the Huo family even more, hated Huo Zhujun, hated Xu Weiyi! And she despised Huo Jianan even more!

If it weren’t for her desire for revenge, she wouldn’t have to live this boring life as a wealthy Young Madam. She should have returned to the production team, collaborating with outstanding actors like Sister Song to portray vivid, unforgettable lives.

Ruan Nianning irritably poked at the exquisite dessert on the table. She picked up her cup of red tea and took a sip, then suddenly remembered something and pulled out her phone.

There were no missed calls, no unanswered video calls, and no unread messages.

Ruan Nianning paused, startled. This was the first time Huo Jianan hadn’t contacted her in all the time she’d been away.

Ruan Nianning recalled Huo Jianan’s strange behavior from the previous day, including her refusal to be intimate. Instead of feeling relieved, she felt a growing sense of unease.

With this thought, Ruan Nianning abandoned her tea and left without another word.

Huo Jianan examined the luxury brand clothing Ruan Nianning had bought, and at her insistence, tried on two outfits.

She never imagined someone like her, an ordinary person, would one day buy these outrageously expensive luxury items as casually and effortlessly as she would a T-shirt costing a few dozen yuan.

Surprisingly, the designer clothes looked remarkably good on her. The price tag made sense.

Leaning against the armrest, Huo Jianan admired her reflection in the mirror. The high-quality, meticulously tailored coat exuded sophistication and elegance, accentuating her feminine charm. Coupled with her naturally striking features, she looked stunning. A small smile played on her lips.

“It suits you perfectly,” Ruan Nianning said, having quietly approached. She wrapped her arms around Huo Jianan’s waist and pressed her body close.

She was dressed casually, her fashionable attire exuding a youthful vivacity. Her chin rested on Huo Jianan’s shoulder as she nestled close, like a little bird clinging to its mate.

Huo Jianan gazed at the mirror, taking in the strikingly compatible pair. For a moment, her heart skipped a beat. What if I really had a girlfriend this beautiful, sweet, and genuinely in love with me? How blissful would that be?

“Your taste is impeccable. You picked out these clothes perfectly—I couldn’t have done better myself.”

“Do you like them?”

Huo Jianan nodded. “Yes, I do.”

No sooner had the words left her lips than Ruan Nianning leaned in, her face looming closer, and pressed her red lips against Huo Jianan’s.

Huo Jianan: “……”

Help! Why does she kiss me at every opportunity?!

This Wolfie wasn’t just a lone wolf—she was a lecherous wolf!

Huo Jianan tried to pull away, but Ruan Nianning wouldn’t let her. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other cradled the back of her head. Soft lips pressed against hers without a trace of space, and a nimble tongue delved into her mouth, seeking out every sweet, soft spot as it entwined with hers.

Gasping for air from the kiss, Huo Jianan had no choice but to push her away again. This time, her excuse was, “My legs are weak—I can’t stand…”

Ruan Nianning curled her lips, her pink tongue flicking out like a nimble little tail to lick them, her gaze filled with seductive desire.

“That night, let’s kiss in bed.”

Huo Jianan’s heart lurched violently. Her hand trembled on the chair’s armrest, nearly causing her to collapse.

Help! She won’t even spare a disabled person!

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Huo Jianan: I never imagined my wife was a wolf… and a big sex fiend at that.

Ruan Nianning: Jianan, you look so delicious…

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