Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 42.2

Huo Jianan, sharp-eyed, noticed the slight pout on Luo Bufei‘s lips at being called “too young.” Smiling, she asked, “Xiao Luo, would you like a drink? Maybe this restaurant has some surprising and delicious non-alcoholic options?”

Luo Bufei perked up at the word “surprising.” “Yes, please!”

Huo Jianan called over a server, inquired about their menu, and ultimately ordered homemade ice powder and sour plum soup.

In truth, the original body Huo Jianan inhabited was around the same age as Luo Bufei. However, having transmigrated at 25, she was technically three years older. Combined with her upbringing in the prestigious Huo family, where her grandmother and Sister Meng modeled refined manners, her demeanor naturally appeared more mature than her peers.

Song Shiyu blushed slightly. “I’m sorry for troubling Miss Huo.”

Huo Jianan chuckled softly. “Not at all. I was curious about trying these myself.”

Her voice was gentle, devoid of the haughty, domineering tone often associated with wealthy young ladies. Her words were measured, always considerate of others, ensuring no one at the table felt neglected. She seemed more like a thoughtful friend.

Ruan Nianning chimed in, “I heard Xiao Luo also enjoys gaming and even develops her own games. What a coincidence! Jianan is a gaming enthusiast too. You two should definitely exchange tips!”

At the mention of games, Luo Bufei‘s eyes lit up like a fisherman spotting a school of fish from the bow of his boat.

“What kind of games do you play, Miss Huo? I usually play…” Luo Bufei spoke with unbridled enthusiasm, like a fish returning to water. When she heard Huo Jianan mentioned Glory Mission, she added, “I’ve played that one too. It’s definitely top-notch among games in that genre.”

Huo Jianan‘s lips curved slightly. “So, do you think Soul is impressive?”

“Absolutely! They couldn’t have made Glory Mission without being impressive. But whether they can create another classic like that in the future is hard to say.”

Huo Jianan‘s interest was piqued. “Why do you say that?”

Luo Bufei shrugged. “I’ve tried my hand at game development myself and reviewed the work of several game companies…”

After listening intently to Luo Bufei‘s explanation, Huo Jianan realized the young woman shared her own thoughts. True to her character as the female lead—she’s practically a prodigy in some areas. “Xiao Luo, do you aspire to start your own game company someday?”

Anyone else hearing such a wealthy and influential tycoon ask this question would seize the opportunity to secure investment. A casual nod from Huo Jianan could easily secure hundreds of millions, if not at least one or two hundred million yuan in startup capital.

Luo Bufei replied, “No, instead of making games, I’d rather focus on using them. I want to develop a social media platform.”

“What kind of social media platform?”

“One centered around short videos. The basic idea is that everyone can upload short videos of themselves online, connect with more people, and gain visibility. Here, everyone has a chance to become a globally popular superstar.”

Huo Jianan paused, startled. Is she trying to become Douyin?

In this world, there were no platforms for browsing short videos; people still relied on traditional e-commerce shopping sites.

Huo Jianan‘s eyes lit up. She had previously only considered acquiring Soul, never seriously contemplating expanding into new business areas. Luo Bufei‘s suggestion struck her like a revelation, awakening her to new possibilities.

Huo Jianan pulled out a business card. “I think your idea, Xiao Luo, is excellent. Perhaps we can collaborate. You provide the technology and framework, and Huo Corporation will provide the funding and the team you need.”

Luo Bufei was startled, as if overwhelmed by the attention. She hadn’t expected Huo Jianan to take her casual suggestion so seriously. Her usually relaxed demeanor suddenly tensed up.

She took the card with both hands, her voice trembling slightly. “I just mentioned it casually. Isn’t my idea a bit unrealistic? Does Miss Huo truly believe I can do it?” Her youthful naivety showed plainly on her face, leaving nothing hidden.

Huo Jianan smiled warmly at the nervous young woman across from her, full of worry and doubt. “Nothing is truly unrealistic. A thousand years ago, who could have imagined humans would walk on the moon? Miss Luo, I admire your idea. I believe in you, and I hope you’ll work hard to make it a reality.”

Surprised and deeply encouraged, Luo Bufei‘s pale cheeks flushed crimson, the blush spreading to her ears. “Thank you, Miss Huo! I’ll definitely give it my all!”

Film Empress Song watched quietly from the side, not intervening once. The young woman sat down, her body trembling with excitement. Under the table, Empress Song gently placed her hand over the girl’s, which rested on her knee. “Miss Huo has spoken her thoughts. Xiao Fei, believe in yourself.”

“Mm!” Luo Bufei gripped the older woman’s hand tightly.

Ruan Nianning‘s thoughts drifted, her lovely brows furrowing slightly.

Sister Song had said Luo Bufei was very knowledgeable about games. After hearing this game-savvy expert’s analysis, Ruan Nianning wondered if spending 40 billion yuan to acquire Soul might not be such a good deal after all.

What if Soul failed to produce a single good game for ten years after the acquisition? Huo Jianan‘s purchase might not be a complete failure, but it certainly wouldn’t be a success.

With a crisp crunch, the perfectly grilled lamb chop was torn apart by her molars. The meat’s rich aroma exploded on her tongue, its juices tender and succulent. True to its reputation, the lamb flown in from Y had no gaminess, only a subtle fruity fragrance.

Yet Ruan Nianning couldn’t taste a bite. Her mind was consumed by a single thought: How could I have recklessly urged Huo Jianan to complete this 40-billion-yuan acquisition? This might be the first step toward hollowing out and destroying Huo Corporation.

“Nianning, is something wrong? Is the lamb not to your taste?” Huo Jianan asked considerately, using serving chopsticks to add a piece of fish to Ruan Nianning‘s plate. “Try the fish instead. It’s your favorite.”

Her tone carried an unnoticeable warmth and protective tenderness, a deep affection.

Just as she finished speaking, Huo Jianan realized she might have neglected her guests, which would be impolite. She looked up with a smile and said, “Sister Song, Xiao Luo, I’m not sure what you prefer, so please help yourselves.”

Song Shiyu smiled faintly, her praise sincere and unforced. “Miss Huo is such a kind and attentive wife. I’m quite envious.”

Beside her, Luo Bufei secretly glanced at Film Empress Song, her bright, clear eyes hiding a hint of resentment and slight displeasure.

Huo Jianan laughed heartily, openly admitting, “Nianning is my wife, of course I have to treat her well.”

Ruan Nianning kept her head bowed low, her gaze fixed on the piece of fish in her bowl. It must have been succulent and delicious, but she had no appetite whatsoever.

A thousand-pound weight seemed to press down on her chest, suffocating her, making it unbearable, as if she were about to choke.

She wished Huo Jianan would be cruel and vicious towards her, beating her, punching and kicking her at the slightest misstep, grabbing her hair and dragging her across the floor, hurling the most venomous insults and mocking her with icy disdain, humiliating her in public.

But Huo Jianan wasn’t like that at all. After marriage, Huo Jianan had been incredibly kind to her, letting her have her way in everything.

She was truly too good to her!

Ruan Nianning‘s eyes reddened, a thin layer of mist blurring her vision, and the suffocating sensation in her chest grew even more painful, a wrenching agony that felt like her heart was being torn in two.

Damn it! Huo Jianan! Why must you be so kind to me?! Why won’t you let me harm you with a clear conscience? Why won’t you let me destroy your Huo family?!

“Nianning, what’s wrong?”

Huo Jianan noticed the slight trembling of the person beside her. Turning to look, she saw Ruan Nianning‘s delicate profile, her skin unnaturally pale, an alarmingly deathly white.

Huo Jianan asked worriedly, “Nianning, are you feeling unwell?” Seeing her motionless, her entire body rigid, Huo Jianan considered a possibility. “Are you choking?”

Just as she reached out to check on Ruan Nianning, the latter finally reacted. She swallowed hard, slowly raising her head. The rims of her eyes were red, and tears glistened at the corners.

“That nearly choked me to death!” Every gesture, every subtle furrow of her brow, every fleeting expression was a flawless act, as if she had truly been choking.

Ruan Nianning wiped the tears from her eyes, gently stroked her chest, and maintained her performance. With her reddened phoenix eyes, she cast a reproachful glance at Huo Jianan. “Look, I’m even crying! You didn’t even pat my back or stop giving me fish. Were you trying to choke me to death?”

Seeing Ruan Nianning‘s teary eyes, clearly the choking had been severe. Huo Jianan silently cursed her own carelessness. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t notice.”

Huo Jianan reached out to pat Ruan Nianning‘s back, but Ruan Nianning dodged her, playfully scolding, “I’m fine now, no need for that.” Huo Jianan withdrew her hand.

Across from them, Film Empress Song watched, her sharp eyes catching every detail of Ruan Nianning‘s performance. Even the actress’s impeccable acting couldn’t escape her scrutiny.

So, my dear friend Ruan Nianning is actually using her privileged position to put on an act of choking. Film Empress Song chuckled inwardly. Truly the blissful woman in love.

The corners of Film Empress Song‘s lips curved into a smile. “Nianning, you shouldn’t bully Miss Huo like this.”

“What? How am I bullying her?” Ruan Nianning protested.

Huo Jianan smiled indulgently. Wolfie‘s claws are out again. Looks like she’s feeling better.

Ruan Nianning raised her glass. “Cheers to Xiao Luo‘s brilliant idea!”

The dinner lasted over an hour. Ruan Nianning held up well, but Song Shiyu was a bit tipsy, and Xiao Luo helped her back to her room.

“Miss Huo, Sister Ning, thank you so much.”

“Don’t mention it,” Huo Jianan nodded, taking note of the girl named Luo Bufei.

Ruan Nianning added, “Xiao Luo, make sure you take good care of Sister Song.”

“Of course, I will.”

Ruan Nianning wheeled Huo Jianan out of the restaurant. It was Christmas Eve in City D, and while the city’s nightlife couldn’t compare to Changbin‘s, the streets were bustling with young people. Couples strolled hand in hand, some walking briskly with affectionate arm around waists, while groups of friends laughed and chatted as they headed out for the evening.

They were the only pair pushing a wheelchair.

Ruan Nianning wore her usual hat and mask, the brim pulled low and the mask pulled high, obscuring most of her peerless face, leaving only her expressive phoenix eyes visible.

Huo Jianan was bundled in a warm wool coat and a cozy scarf, her chin tucked into the fabric, making her delicate features appear even more refined and dainty.

Passersby couldn’t help but glance at the woman in the wheelchair. Her clothes were clearly expensive, her demeanor refined and elegant, and her exposed face was startlingly fair and flawless. Yet her slight frame and leg impairment stirred an instinctive urge to protect her.

“Which wealthy young miss is that? She’s stunningly beautiful!”

“Her skin is so fair! Not a single blemish!”

“Such poise! A true aristocratic lady’s bearing is unmistakable!”

“She needs a wheelchair. Could it be that both her legs are disabled?”

“What a pity. Such a beautiful young lady, and she’s disabled.”

Fragments of conversation drifted to Ruan Nianning‘s ears. She heard them, and Huo Jianan naturally heard them too.

Ruan Nianning tightened her grip on the wheelchair handles. “Jianan, aren’t you cold? Shall we go back to the hotel?”

Huo Jianan shook her head and turned to smile at her. Ruan Nianning stood behind her, only seeing the slightly tilted, fair face, the serene and gentle smile beneath long lashes.

Huo Jianan appreciated Ruan Nianning‘s concern, but she wouldn’t let these harmless remarks bother her. They were like seeing a small blue flower by the roadside—many would simply exclaim, “Look! A little blue flower!” and that’s all.

“I’m not cold. It’s Christmas Eve today. Let’s walk a little more. We haven’t seen City D‘s night view yet.”

Ruan Nianning pushed her wheelchair forward. They were on City D‘s busiest shopping street, where skyscrapers, mall billboards, and cityscape lights all sparkled on this festive night.

“Wife, what do you think about Soul Corporation? Should I acquire it or not?”

Huo Jianan wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she felt the wheelchair’s forward momentum slow.

After waiting for what felt like an eternity without a response from Ruan Nianning, she reluctantly turned her head to glance at her wife. Ruan Nianning stood behind her, so far back that even craning her neck and tilting her chin upward, Huo Jianan couldn’t see Wolfie‘s expression.

Huo Jianan asked, “Wife, why aren’t you saying anything? So, are we acquiring the company or not?”

Ruan Nianning tightened her grip on the wheelchair handles. The leather-wrapped armrests caved inward under the pressure, deforming in her palms. After a long pause, she finally spoke, “You like playing games, don’t you? So, let’s acquire it.”

Huo Jianan averted her gaze, pursing her lips. Wolfie wants me to acquire it… she thought. I wonder if this adorable wolf is seeking revenge against the Huo family, or if she genuinely doesn’t understand business mergers and wants me to take over.

Huo Jianan smiled faintly. “Mm, I’ll give it serious consideration.”

Ruan Nianning walked forward, step by step, appearing calm and composed. Only she knew that each step felt hollow, as if treading on cotton. If not for pushing the wheelchair, she might have collapsed long ago.

Ruan Nianning suddenly felt very cold, chilled to the bone. Her coat seemed unable to block the night’s icy air, the chill seeping in through her neck, sleeves, and back.

Back at the hotel, Huo Jianan took a quick hot shower, while Ruan Nianning lingered for a long time. So long that Huo Jianan, worried, got out of bed, rolled her wheelchair to the bathroom door, and knocked. “Wife, are you alright?”

Inside the bathroom, Ruan Nianning stood numbly under the showerhead, letting the steaming water cascade over her. Her mother’s death and Huo Jianan‘s kindness clashed in her mind, her tears and repressed sobs dissolving into the streaming water.

Hearing Huo Jianan‘s knock, Ruan Nianning hastily opened her eyes. “I’m fine, I’m perfectly fine.”

“I was worried you might have fallen asleep,” Huo Jianan‘s voice came from outside the door. “Call me if you need anything. And don’t stay in there too long—you could run out of oxygen.”

“Okay, I’m almost done.” Ruan Nianning turned off the shower, dried herself, and blow-dried her hair before stepping out.

Seeing her finally emerge, Huo Jianan immediately asked, “Wife, are you sure you’re alright?”

“I’ve made you a glass of lemon water. Drink it quickly.”

The water, placed on the table, was at the perfect temperature. It must have been Huo Jianan who had gone to cut lemons and prepare it while Ruan Nianning was bathing.

The refreshing, slightly tart water slid down her dry throat, soothing her parched throat. Yet the unease and guilt in Ruan Nianning‘s heart, far from diminishing, only grew stronger. Here she was, a disabled woman, caring for someone who was physically whole. And this physically whole person was far from virtuous, harboring ulterior motives—she was here to drag Ruan Nianning into the abyss.

Noticing Ruan Nianning‘s listless demeanor, as if she were sick, Huo Jianan assumed she had caught a cold during their evening stroll. She patted the space beside her on the bed. “Wife, come to bed. It’s warm here.”

Ruan Nianning murmured a soft sound of acknowledgment. “I’ll be there after I brush my teeth.”

After brushing her teeth, Ruan Nianning, now carrying the fresh minty scent, lifted the quilt and climbed into bed.

Concerned about her wife‘s warmth, Huo Jianan blurted out, “Wife, if you’re cold, just hold me. I’m warm.”

Ruan Nianning‘s lips curved into a faint smile. She turned and wrapped her arms around Huo Jianan‘s neck, her soft body pressing close. Her slender frame, with its delicate waist, felt warm through the thin nightgown. Huo Jianan could clearly feel the warmth of her wife‘s body through the thin fabric.

Thankfully, my wife isn’t too cold.

Huo Jianan thought this as her strong arms tightened around the slender, soft body in her embrace, warming her with her own body heat.

Ruan Nianning lay in her arms, her head nestled against Huo Jianan‘s neck, her nose gently brushing against the fine skin.

She had expected Huo Jianan to embrace her and mark her. It was Christmas Eve, and if Huo Jianan had done so, Ruan Nianning thought she probably wouldn’t have refused. Let this wicked person indulge herself for one night as a way to atone for her sins.

But Huo Jianan simply held her, warming her.

An Alpha, holding her legally wedded Omega wife, remained perfectly composed even after marriage.

Ruan Nianning found it hard to believe. But as she considered it further, she sniffled, her heart swelling with warmth.

Ruan Nianning wanted to cry. “Jianan, why have you suddenly become so good?”

Huo Jianan, who had been solely focused on warming her wife, felt her heart skip a beat. Her body tensed. Did Ruan Nianning discover something?

“I… I got married, settled down. Of course I’d… I’d become better and better.”

“Liar!”

Huo Jianan‘s mind buzzed, her face paling. Fortunately, Ruan Nianning remained nestled in her arms, eyes closed, enjoying the warm tranquility and oblivious to her expression.

“How am I lying?”

“Your whole body is tense. That’s the reaction of a liar, isn’t it?”

I really shouldn’t lie!

Huo Jianan scrambled for excuses, her words tumbling out incoherently. “Well, it’s just because… you’re an Omega, and I’m an Alpha. Holding you like this… of course I’d be nervous.”

Ruan Nianning‘s lips curved slightly, her eyes shimmering like a lake, a gentle smile playing on her sensual lips. Suddenly, she lifted her head, cupped Huo Jianan‘s face, and kissed her.

The minty taste faded, replaced by the lingering fragrance of night-blooming jasmine in their kiss—a soft, passionless touch.

After a kiss neither long nor fleeting, Ruan Nianning kissed her cheek, turned away, facing away from Huo Jianan, and switched off the floor lamp. “Sleep well. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” Huo Jianan replied. In the darkness, she secretly licked her lips, her tongue swirling in her mouth to savor the lingering traces of Omega pheromones.

Huo Jianan closed her eyes, smiling inwardly like a mouse that had stolen a piece of cheese. My wife‘s pheromones are truly delicious!

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