Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 46.2

For the first 25 years of her life, Huo Jianan had lived in constant fear. She dared not make mistakes, dared not let her guard down, her nerves stretched taut every day, terrified of stumbling into a trap and then being doubted, blamed, and dismissed as useless.

“Why are you thanking me?” Meng Xien smiled warmly. “Just call me ‘Sister,’ and you’ll be my dearest little sister.”

Huo Jianan sniffled and switched to a lighter topic. “Sister Meng, someone as accomplished as you must never have made any mistakes.”

Meng Xien froze, a terrifying memory flashing through her mind, her face paling. “No, I’ve made mistakes—unforgivable, irreparable mistakes!”

That morning, during the company’s executive meeting, Chairman Xu Weiyi was also present.

Huo Jianan had rejected the proposal to acquire Soul.

The executives buzzed with speculation.

“Why the sudden change of heart?”

“Didn’t we agree on the price—40 billion?”

“To be honest, not acquiring them might be better. More cash on hand can’t hurt.”

“Exactly! We’ve never ventured into game development before. Who knows if it’ll even be profitable?”

Xu Weiyi asked, “Xien, you were the one who initially proposed this acquisition plan. Jianan has only been with the company for a short time, and new employees can be impulsive. As the CEO, what are your thoughts?”

Xu Weiyi’s question touched on the two key points that everyone was thinking but hadn’t voiced.

Meng Xien replied, “I support Jianan’s decision. The acquisition plan was just a proposal, but circumstances change rapidly. We must adapt accordingly. Moreover, I trust Jianan. Although she’s new to the company, she has thoroughly prepared and conducted comprehensive research and analysis for this acquisition. Her decision is the most correct one, based on the company’s long-term development.”

Those who had been secretly waiting for a spectacle found themselves unable to laugh. They hadn’t expected Meng Xien to not only support the decision but also genuinely back the inexperienced Huo Jianan.

“Since CEO Meng has spoken so highly, President Huo has truly excelled this time! Let’s all applaud and congratulate Huo Corporation’s rising star!”

The speaker, Fang Xiande, was in his early fifties and served as one of the group’s vice presidents.

Huo Jianan, visibly surprised by the praise, accepted the applause with a mixture of gratitude and nervousness, under the warm smile of her grandmother.

As lunchtime approached, Meng Xien, as usual, came to find Huo Jianan to go to the staff cafeteria.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xien invited Min Jiru along. “Let’s go together.”

“Mm-hmm,” Min Jiru replied with a sweet smile.

Huo Jianan, standing nearby, blinked in confusion. What’s going on? It had only been Christmas, yet her assistant seemed less intimidated by Meng Xien now.

They arrived at the cafeteria a few minutes earlier than usual, finding it still bustling with employees having lunch.

Some were scrolling through their phones, watching dramas or playing games, while others chatted casually.

“Did you hear? CEO Meng’s proposal was rejected by President Huo!”

“The one who just joined not long ago?”

“This is Huo Corporation. Who else could it be?”

“What proposal?”

“Apparently, it was about acquiring a game company—a deal worth several billion yuan! It was suddenly rejected!”

“Game companies are great! They’re making so much money these days! Why not acquire one? Why was it rejected?”

“Who knows? Maybe President Huo just wanted to undermine CEO Meng.”

“Wow! The corporate power struggle is heating up! I wonder who will come out on top?”

“Shh, shh! Don’t talk so loudly!”

Every word of the conversation drifted into Huo Jianan’s ears. If she could hear it, Meng Xien must have heard it too.

Huo Jianan’s heart tightened with unease. She wanted to turn and see Meng Xien’s expression, but confined to her wheelchair, she couldn’t easily twist around to look at the person behind her.

They settled at a table. “Assistant Min, go get your meal first,” Huo Jianan said. “CEO Meng and I will grab ours later.”

This was a clear sign she wanted to speak to Meng Xien privately.

Min Jiru nodded and left to get her food.

“Sister Meng, my decision not to acquire the company is purely business-related. I really have no ulterior motives. It’s not like I’m rejecting your proposal just because you suggested it…”

Meng Xien patted her shoulder and smiled. “Relax, you’re flushed. Just ignore those whispers. I know you wouldn’t target me.”

Huo Jianan breathed a sigh of relief, her face lighting up. “Sister Meng, you’re always so magnanimous!”

“How’s things going with Nianning? During the set visit, you two must have been inseparable, like fish in water.”

Huo Jianan: “……”

If I said I’ve never had any kind of relationship with Nianning, I doubt anyone would believe me.

Meng Xien’s joking tone suddenly turned serious. “I know you love Nianning and you’re married, but now that you’re taking over the company’s management, you’re President Huo—and the future heir to the Huo Corporation. You need to make decisions independently, without being influenced by others.”

Meng Xien stared intently into Huo Jianan’s eyes, her voice earnest. “Jianan, I believe you understand what I’m saying.”

Huo Jianan froze. Is Meng Xien warning me about Nianning?

But isn’t she supposed to be working with Nianning? Aren’t they the masterminds behind the plot to seize control of the Huo Corporation? Why would she say this?!

Cold sweat trickled down Huo Jianan’s back. This is too bizarre!

Meng Xien noticed Jianan’s vacant stare and disordered breathing.

“Jianan! Jianan, are you alright? Jianan?” As if facing a crisis, Meng Xien rushed to the window, grabbed a cup of milk tea without paying, and hurried back. “Jianan, drink something sweet quickly. I’m sorry—I didn’t mean to criticize Nianning, or suggest there’s anything wrong with loving her. You’ve been sheltered at home, with limited exposure to others. I just wanted to remind you to always be cautious.”

The moment these words left her lips, Meng Xien suddenly stopped, as if she had touched upon some taboo. Her face paled instantly, and she turned to Huo Jianan with a look of anxious concern.

She struggled to speak, “Jianan, don’t overthink it. Aunt Xu and I, we’re both just…”

Meng Xien realized she had become clumsy and tongue-tied. She still clearly remembered how Xu Weiyi had vehemently opposed Huo Jianan’s relationship with Ruan Nianning. Xu Weiyi had said, “Do you even understand Ruan Nianning’s background? You can’t be too careful! You plunged headlong into this without knowing anything, and now you’re practically dying for her! If you want to idolize someone, that’s fine, but why Ruan Nianning? Why not choose someone beautiful with a simple family background, or even someone who’s purely materialistic?”

She didn’t know which words had triggered Huo Jianan.

Huo Jianan, who had always been quiet and reserved around Xu Weiyi, suddenly lost her composure. In front of Xu Weiyi, she violently slammed her hand down on the table, sending dishes and bowls crashing to the floor. The bowl of chicken soup that had survived the initial onslaught sat too far away, but she reached for it with difficulty, ignoring the scalding heat as she smashed it to the ground.

Even overturning the dining table wasn’t enough. She continued to hurl everything in the room—vases, fruit, ornaments, cushions… anything she could get her hands on.

As she threw, she screamed hysterically, “I want Ruan Nianning! I only want her! Why should I protect myself from her? She loves me! She’s not after my money! You’re all slandering her! You money-hungry demons! Go die! Just die!”

She grabbed a glass from the table and smashed it against the floor. A shard flew up and struck Xu Weiyi. Meng Xien rushed forward to shield her, and the shard embedded itself in her calf. A sharp pain shot through her leg, but she barely noticed it until she took a few steps and saw a long, crimson streak snaking down her pale calf.

That day, everyone stood stunned in the wreckage, from Xu Weiyi to Meng Xien, Housekeeper He, and Xiaoman…

Afterward, Xu Weiyi resolved to seek help from both a psychologist and a psychiatrist, with Meng Xien accompanying her.

When they emerged from the consultation, Xu Weiyi staggered, nearly collapsing.

“How could this happen? Songzhi and I don’t have it, nor do Songzhi’s parents. Zhujun never had it before she went abroad. Why would Nannan have it?”

Aunt Xu, her voice trembling, clung to Meng Xien. “Aunt Xu, the doctor said Jianan’s condition is intermittent. We must avoid upsetting her.”

Xu Weiyi seemed to age ten years in an instant. The frail, seventy-something woman hunched over, her back bowed by grief. “I don’t want to send Jianan to a psych ward. She’s my only granddaughter, and her legs are already disabled. Sending her to a strange place full of strangers… I’m afraid she’ll be terrified. Her mother just passed away. How could my poor granddaughter endure this? Who will truly care for her?”

Xu Weiyi gripped Meng Xien’s shoulders. “Xien, after I’m gone, promise you’ll take good care of Nannan. Promise me this, my only request.”

“I promise, Aunt Xu.”

After that day, Xu Weiyi summoned all the servants together and laid down three strict rules:

First, they were to watch their language and avoid upsetting the Young Miss.

Second, they were never to let the Young Miss harm herself.

Third, they were to fulfill the Young Miss’s requests as much as possible, consulting Housekeeper He if unsure.

Xu Weiyi relented and agreed to let Huo Jianan and Ruan Nianning pursue their romance.

“Sister Meng, what’s wrong? Are you alright?” Huo Jianan noticed Meng Xien’s pale complexion and her intense, fearful gaze fixed on her.

How strange!

Why would I scare her? I’m not some alien monster. Am I really that frightening?

“…Yes, I’m fine,” Meng Xien replied, her gaze still fixed warily on Huo Jianan. Seeing her calm demeanor—no signs of hurling her milk tea or exploding in a rage—Meng Xien finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Jianan chuckled. “Sister Meng, why so tense? I understand what you meant; I didn’t take it the wrong way. I know you want me to think independently and not be easily swayed by others.”

Meng Xien’s dark eyes narrowed slightly. “Yes, that’s exactly what I meant.”

She looked at Huo Jianan again, deeply moved. “Jianan, you’ve really changed so much. You’re completely different from the person you used to be.”

The frenzied energy that once characterized Huo Jianan seemed to have vanished entirely.

Huo Jianan smiled faintly. She didn’t know if the original owner of her body was truly mentally ill; she simply saw her as someone with a terrible temper, highly sensitive, and prone to outbursts. During these episodes, she would often smash things, which was both expensive and frightening to others.

“Don’t all people change?” she said. “Before, I could be willful and act recklessly, but now that I’m married, it’s time for me to grow up and take on my responsibilities.”

Meng Xien looked at her with approval. “Jianan, you’ve truly grown up. You’re becoming more and more like a tall, strong, dignified, and noble nanmu tree.”

“Sister Meng, you’re teasing me again. I’m not nearly as wonderful as you make me out to be.”

The two sisters chatted and laughed as they looked over the cafeteria menu. Min Jiru returned with her tray and sat down several tables away.

“Assistant Min, why are you sitting so far away?” Huo Jianan called out. “Come sit with us!”

Min Jiru brought her tray over, glanced at Meng Xien, and sat down next to her. Huo Jianan peered at the food on her plate. “Why didn’t you get the beef from last time? That was really good.”

The cafeteria had quieted down, with only a few scattered diners remaining in the distance.

Meng Xien smiled. “Jianan, what do you want to eat? Still spicy hot pot?”

“No, no, no, I want a set meal today. Sister Meng, I want this pork rib rice cake, one order of shredded potato, one order of broccoli, and a box of the beef Assistant Min had last time.” Huo Jianan took off her employee card. “My treat. And don’t forget to pay for that bubble tea you just had.”

“If President Huo is treating us, let’s get two boxes of beef,” Meng Xien suggested.

“No problem,” Huo Jianan replied.

When they returned, Meng Xien carried two plates, one for Huo Jianan. Her own plate was simpler.

A staff member brought over a box of beef. “CEO Meng, I’m sorry, but that’s the last portion we have. Someone else just took the other one.”

“That’s alright, one portion will do,” Meng Xien said, her usual gentle demeanor intact. She meticulously picked out the cilantro and peanuts, placing them all on her own plate. Then she divided the beef into two portions, half for Huo Jianan and half for Min Jiru.

Huo Jianan, savoring the beef, curiously asked, “Sister Meng, why do you love the side dishes so much? You really like cilantro mixed with peanuts. I’ll have my family make you a whole plate of it sometime.”

Min Jiru tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, revealing her smooth, milk-pale skin with a rosy glow. At the words, she lowered her head and smiled faintly.

When Meng Xien pushed the remaining half of the beef slices in the box toward Min Jiru, Huo Jianan heard Min Jiru’s gentle voice: “No need, I can’t eat that much. You should have some too.” The simple words carried an unmistakable hint of subtle joy.

Meng Xien replied in a similarly soft, smiling tone, “Just eat it. It’s only a few slices, not much.”

Huo Jianan: “……”

Something seemed off.

She suddenly stopped, watching the two opposite her engage in polite back-and-forth. Min Jiru pushed the beef and the box back toward Meng Xien.

“Ahem, wait a minute.”

Meng Xien and Min Jiru froze, turning simultaneously to look at Huo Jianan. Realizing they had inadvertently “showed off” their affection, both flushed crimson. Did Huo Jianan notice? they thought in unison.

Unexpectedly, Huo Jianan divided half of the beef in her bowl and placed it in Meng Xien’s bowl, looking quite apologetic. “Sister Meng, I noticed earlier, thanks to Assistant Min’s reminder. I was wrong to only focus on eating myself. Please, have some too. You can’t let me eat all of it.”

Support Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me