Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 5

“Wife, you can go now. I want to be alone for a while.”

Ruan Nianning glanced at Huo Jianan, sensing something different about her today. In the past, Huo Jianan always avoided her when going to the bathroom, refusing to let her see her mobility issues. But today, she had actually asked Ruan Nianning to help her to the bathroom.

It was precisely this request that made Ruan Nianning realize she had no idea how to care for a disabled person.

Huo Jianan was easy to fool, but Grandmother Huo, Xu Weiyi, was a different story.

Grandmother Huo was a shrewd woman who had seen through countless people. Ruan Nianning claimed to love her granddaughter dearly, yet she lacked even basic nursing knowledge. Did Grandmother Huo really believe Ruan Nianning’s affection was genuine? Even a ghost wouldn’t buy it.

“Okay, I’ll be right outside. Call me if you need anything.”

Huo Jianan murmured in acknowledgment. “Could you please open the curtains? I don’t like feeling stuffy.”

Suppressing her surprise, Ruan Nianning smiled and agreed. She walked over and drew back the curtains.

Bright sunlight flooded the room through the glass, transforming it into a dazzling, sunlit world. The girl on the bed pushed herself up with her hands, rising into the radiant glow.

Huo Jianan’s palm-sized face, partially obscured by her hanging hair, appeared even more delicate. The sunlight illuminated her pale complexion, revealing faint, soft white down that made her look as tender and vulnerable as an unripe peach, exuding a frail delicacy.

Seeing her struggle to prop herself up with her hands, even finding it difficult to sit up, Ruan Nianning was reminded of how arduous it had been for Huo Jianan to get in and out of bed earlier.

She had known that Huo Jianan was paralyzed from the waist down, but she had never truly grasped the daily challenges faced by disabled people. For Ruan Nianning, getting into bed last night or using the toilet today were as effortless as breathing, yet for Huo Jianan, they were like overcoming eighty-one trials.

In that moment, Ruan Nianning felt a pang of guilt.

Huo Jianan was just a frail, disabled girl who had been a child herself back then. Perhaps she shouldn’t have taken advantage of her, shouldn’t have shamefully used her.

But the moment she thought of her mother’s death, Ruan Nianning’s fingers curled into a tight fist, and any trace of guilt vanished from her eyes. It was replaced by the most appropriate, wife-like smile.

“Darling, could you hand me my phone?”

“Of course.” Ruan Nianning retrieved the phone from her handbag on the sofa and handed it to her.

“Thank you,” Huo Jianan said, reaching for the phone. She never expected Ruan Nianning to suddenly lean in close, her strikingly beautiful face now mere inches away.

Huo Jianan was bewildered. What is she doing?

Her shoulders were held steady as Ruan Nianning’s sweet breath washed over her. Before Huo Jianan could react, Ruan Nianning leaned in and kissed her.

Huo Jianan froze in shock.

The softness of Ruan Nianning’s lips, slightly moist, pressed against hers, occasionally punctuated by teasing licks and gentle bites.

Huo Jianan’s mind exploded in a buzzing chaos, her heart pounding wildly. She stared blankly at Ruan Nianning’s closed eyes, at her trembling eyelashes, wide-eyed and utterly lost.

“What’s wrong?” Ruan Nianning chuckled softly, slowly opening her eyes. The corners of her eyes, tinged with a hint of pink, curved upward seductively, her natural allure captivating. A smoky, alluring quality spread through her brown eyes.

Huo Jianan’s heart pounded like a drum. “N-nothing…” she stammered. The moment she spoke, Ruan Nianning seized the opportunity, parting her lips and deepening the kiss.

Huo Jianan, single for over twenty years, was completely petrified. She stood frozen, dumbly allowing Ruan Nianning to take control. After a few frozen seconds, her brain finally kicked back into gear. She gripped Ruan Nianning’s shoulders and pulled away from the kiss.

Ruan Nianning gazed at her with misty eyes, genuinely bewildered. “What’s wrong, Jianan?”

Huo Jianan loved kissing her more than anything. Even when she threw a tantrum, a single kiss would always soothe her. If Huo Jianan took the initiative to kiss her, she would grow even more affectionate, clinging tightly and kissing her fiercely until she was breathless, refusing to let go until she was utterly spent.

“I… I…” Huo Jianan suddenly realized she was acting strangely—either as her newlywed wife or as the woman she had once starved herself to protest marrying.

“My throat is dry. I want some water,” Huo Jianan quickly found an excuse, and she was genuinely parched.

Ruan Nianning smiled faintly, rose, and poured her a glass. Huo Jianan felt her face burning like fire. She nervously accepted the cup and gulped it down, too afraid to even glance at Ruan Nianning.

Watching her bashful, obedient demeanor, Ruan Nianning couldn’t help but notice how Huo Jianan’s pink cheeks resembled a charming peach. Her lips curved into a smile. This was the first time she had seen such girlish innocence and charm in Huo Jianan.

But when she remembered that Huo Jianan was her enemy’s daughter, the fleeting smile vanished.

After Huo Jianan finished drinking, Ruan Nianning poured another glass of water and placed it on the bedside table, within easy reach.

“I’ll be outside. Call me if you need anything,” Ruan Nianning said before leaving the room and closing the door. She left it slightly ajar, ensuring that Huo Jianan could call for help if needed.

Once Ruan Nianning was gone, Huo Jianan let out a long sigh and touched her burning cheeks. So hot they’re practically cooked.

Her first kiss, preserved for over twenty years, had been taken like that.

Huo Jianan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Regardless, she and Ruan Nianning were now “wives.” It wasn’t surprising for Ruan Nianning to show intimate affection to demonstrate her love. Besides, Ruan Nianning was a top-tier celebrity and a stunning beauty, perfectly aligned with Huo Jianan’s aesthetic. Being kissed by a beauty wasn’t exactly a bad deal.

The only catch was that this beauty was a wolf, here to devour her.

The thought of being devoured made Huo Jianan blush with shame. She quickly shook her head, picked up the water glass from the bedside table, and took another sip. Then, she began slowly scrolling through the original owner’s phone.

Huo Jianan absolutely loved fingerprint unlock. With a light touch of her fingertip, she accessed her phone’s home screen and began scrolling through it.

The original owner had few close friends. One was Grandmother Huo, and their conversations didn’t resemble typical exchanges between a grandmother and granddaughter, but rather those between a superior and subordinate. Grandmother Huo gave instructions, and Huo Jianan always responded with simple affirmations like “Yes” or “Okay.”

It was like an employee reluctantly tolerating an annoying boss, yet too polite to argue.

The other was Ruan Nianning, whom she had labeled in WeChat as “Ningning, my darling.”

Opening the chat revealed a flood of overly sweet messages. The previous day’s conversation was sparse, likely due to the wedding preparations keeping both parties busy. Huo Jianan scrolled through the chat history from the most recent messages upward.

[Darling, our wedding is in three days! Are you excited? I’m so excited I can’t sleep! I love you!]

[The weather forecast says it’ll cool down next week. I picked out a shawl to match your wedding dress. You can drape it over your shoulders right after the vows.]

[Here are the sketches for the custom wedding dress from CL Atelier. Do you like it? If you don’t like anything, I’ll have them revise it! I can’t wait to see you in the dress—you’ll look absolutely stunning! You’re already so beautiful!]

Huo Jianan sighed silently. Even through the screen, she could sense how genuinely kind the original owner of this account had been to Ruan Nianning. Yet Ruan Nianning’s responses were often perfunctory: “Okay,” “I like it,” “Whatever you decide is fine,” “I love you too.”

Flipping through older messages, Huo Jianan found ones from when Ruan Nianning was filming on set.

“Did you receive the blood swallow I sent you? Make sure Xiao Zhu prepares it for you. Eat it every day.”

“I’m visiting the set tomorrow, but I won’t go to the actual filming location. Let’s have lunch together, and then I’ll head back.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I should have trusted you. I promise I’ll trust you completely from now on.”

Sorry? Did something happen between them?

Huo Jianan scrolled back a few pages and found a flurry of angry messages from the original owner:

[Ruan Nianning, why aren’t you answering my calls?!

What are you doing?

Are those gossip headlines true?

Are you really sleeping with that Wei actor?

You deceitful woman! How could you betray the love I have for you?!

I know you look down on me, a cripple.

From the beginning, you only cared about our Huo family’s money!]

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As Huo Jianan continued to scroll through the messages, she noticed that the original body’s bursts of suspicion, anger, and agitation recurred periodically. Any time Ruan Nianning failed to answer her calls promptly, smiled at someone in a media photo, or was the subject of even the slightest gossip, the original body would spiral into a deranged frenzy, conjuring malicious interpretations and spewing venomous words.

After a couple of days, she would calm down and humbly apologize.

Alternating between fervent devotion and paranoid jealousy, she would hurt Ruan Nianning one moment and beg for forgiveness the next.

Huo Jianan didn’t doubt the original body’s intense love for Ruan Nianning, nor the suffocating pressure this possessive, controlling love must have placed on her.

Before transmigrating into this novel, Huo Jianan might have considered the original body a twisted madwoman. But after spending half a day in a wheelchair, she let out a deep sigh. Perhaps others wouldn’t understand, but Huo Jianan empathized completely.

The original body’s self-loathing, hypersensitivity, and paranoia—all stemmed from her leg disability.

After closing the chat window with the other person, Huo Jianan opened Meng Xien’s messages. The original owner of this body trusted Sister Meng completely, confiding everything in her: what gifts she bought for Ruan Nianning, her arguments with her wife, Grandmother’s latest scolding, and which games she’d beaten…

They seemed more like inseparable friends than anything else. At least, the original owner treated her like a sister and a close confidante.

Who could have imagined that this sister, the one the original owner trusted most, would conspire with her own wife to ultimately seize the Huo family’s assets?

Huo Jianan sighed heavily again. Betrayed by both family and love, the original owner truly was a pitiful soul.

Sunlight warmed her face and body. Huo Jianan lifted the quilt and rolled up her pant legs, letting the sun shine on her legs.

Her legs were unnaturally pale, a sickly white. Four years of paralysis had caused severe muscle atrophy. One glance was enough to tell that these were not the legs of a healthy person.

Huo Jianan leaned forward, gently touching the unfamiliar legs and caressing them tenderly. Even though they were paralyzed—she couldn’t feel the warmth of the sun on them—her eyes showed no trace of disgust.

Now, these legs belonged to her.

Rubbing her disabled limbs, Huo Jianan gazed out the window. The sun shone brightly, and the blue sky was as clear as ever.

This world wouldn’t change just because her legs were paralyzed.

Just like how the sun still rises in the east and rivers still flow from west to east.

She withdrew her gaze, focusing on her frail legs. With a smile, she continued to gently massage them.

Since she had been transported to this world and taken over the original body, she had to live on—and live well. Just as her book-loving friend had said, “Huo Jianan just lost the use of her legs, right? She’s still a wealthy young miss! Can anyone have all the good things in life?”

Indeed, can anyone have all the good things in life?

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Huo Jianan: My first kiss was stolen by my wife like this… Waaah~

Ruan Nianning: Why are you crying? Am I not good-looking enough?

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