Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 50.2

After gaining fame, Ruan Nianning was pursued by many suitors, mostly wealthy young men and women, including Alphas. They showered her with gifts and employed every possible tactic to win her over. Ruan Nianning watched their unashamed, burning gazes and rejected them all with a cold smile.

Though her ethereal beauty captivated audiences on screen, she had no interest in the games of romantic entanglements. She didn’t want to be anyone’s lover, nor did she want to be a kept woman.

If there was anything beyond revenge that she desired, it was a lifelong partnership with one person, a gentle companionship built on shared moments and enduring tenderness.

Ruan Nianning sniffled. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had been by her side, caring for her with such attentive tenderness.

Huo Jianan first raised the head of the bed. Once Ruan Nianning was seated, she brought over a cup of warm water.

Ruan Nianning took the cup. “With your leg condition, I shouldn’t need you to take care of me.”

“I’ve told you, I’m only disabled in the legs. My hands and mind still work perfectly fine. I can take care of myself, and I can take care of you.”

As the Young Miss of the Huo family, backed by their formidable influence and wealth, she could indeed achieve things far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ruan Nianning sipped slowly. She hadn’t eaten or drank anything for two days. The warm water soothed her parched throat, making her feel like she was coming back to life.

“Was that Sister Song on the phone just now?”

“Yes, your Film Empress sister is very concerned about you. Thanks to Sister Song telling me your grandmother’s home is in Xiyan Village, Yuqing, I was able to find you.”

Ruan Nianning looked up from her cup and met Huo Jianan’s gaze. “How did you know I’d come to my grandmother’s house?”

Huo Jianan pursed her lips and smiled faintly. “You’ve forgotten—I’ve read the book. I know you’re closest to your grandmother after your mother. You grew up at her house. I only knew your grandmother lived in Yuqing City; I had to ask Sister Song for the exact location.”

Ruan Nianning paused, thinking back. “I did mention my grandmother’s house casually to Sister Song once. I didn’t realize she remembered.”

“So we should be grateful to your Sister Song.”

Ruan Nianning sighed. “I caused trouble for Sister Song and the production team this time. Disappearing halfway through filming… It was unprofessional of me.”

“Everyone encounters emergencies at some point,” Huo Jianan said reassuringly. “Your situation is unexpected, not a lack of professionalism. I’m sure Sister Song, Director Zhang, and the investors will understand. Just focus on resting. Don’t worry about the production. I’ll handle the arrangements with the producers, Director Zhang, and the main investors. They’ll likely grant the Huo Family some leeway. If they refuse, Huo Corporation can simply invest directly. Didn’t I just save the company 40 billion? We have ample cash flow.”

Ruan Nianning’s lips curved slightly, wanting to smile but unable to muster the emotion.

She knew Huo Jianan was right. Who wouldn’t grant the Huo Family some leeway for a mere TV drama?

A thought struck Ruan Nianning. “You mentioned Sister Song is the protagonist from the book. Does she have a happy ending?”

Song Shiyu was her benefactor, her sister, someone who had always cared for her. Ruan Nianning suddenly felt deeply invested in her fate. She fervently hoped Song Shiyu would find happiness.

“Yes, a very happy one. Luo Bufei loves her deeply. Later, Luo Bufei becomes incredibly successful, one of the youngest and most accomplished CEOs. They even have two adorable daughters.”

Ruan Nianning nearly spat out her water. “Daughters? With Luo Bufei?! The same Luo Bufei we had dinner with the other day? The one who’s about to graduate from university?”

“Hmm, she’s the genuine female lead. She’s been in love with your Film Empress sister since her youth, and Song Shiyu secretly married her as soon as they graduated from university.”

Ruan Nianning gasped, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’, nearly dropping her jaw.

Huo Jianan remained calm, watching Ruan Nianning’s stunned expression, giving her time to process the information.

Knock, knock, knock. Someone knocked on the door. Meng Xien’s voice came from outside, “Jianan, is Nianning awake?”

Huo Jianan went to open the door, smiling. “Nianning is awake. We were just chatting.”

Meng Xien walked to the bedside, noticing Ruan Nianning’s improved complexion. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she teased, “Nianning, you have to get better so Jianan can relax. She was so anxious she couldn’t stay in her own room and insisted on coming to see you. Even when I told her you were asleep, she still wanted to come. She can’t bear to be away from you for even a moment!”

A blush crept across Ruan Nianning’s face. She lowered her head and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, revealing the delicate tip of her ear, tinged with a faint pink.

Huo Jianan chuckled. “Of course I can’t leave my wife. Sister Meng, you’ll understand once you have a wife yourself. Ha ha, I bet you’ll be even clingier than I am!”

Meng Xien smiled and patted her shoulder, neither confirming nor denying. “Grandmother had dinner sent over, and since Nianning is awake, we can all have dinner together.”

Huo Jianan turned to Ruan Nianning. “Nianning, let’s eat together. Okay?”

Ruan Nianning thought about how poorly Jianan must have eaten and slept these past few days, constantly searching the hospital in her wheelchair for her. Her heart ached, and she nodded softly. “Okay.”

Dinner was served in Ruan Nianning’s hospital room, the table laden with an abundance of dishes. Huo Jianan kept refilling Ruan Nianning’s plate. “You haven’t eaten in days. You need to eat more to regain your strength.”

Huo Jianan’s chopsticks never stopped moving. Ruan Nianning stared at the mountain of food on her plate. “How am I supposed to eat all this? I’m not a pig.”

“Pigs aren’t as cute as you. Be good and try a little of everything for balanced nutrition.”

Meng Xien also served Huo Jianan. “Don’t just fuss over Nianning. You need to eat too.” She placed a braised duck leg in Huo Jianan’s bowl, then another in Ruan Nianning’s.

Huo Jianan frowned at the duck leg in her bowl. “I don’t want duck leg.”

Meng Xien looked surprised. “But you love braised duck legs! You always insist on getting a whole leg—half a leg would make you angry.”

Huo Jianan fell silent, continuing to act stubbornly.

Ruan Nianning glanced at her and ordered, “Eat! This is your favorite braised duck leg. Finish it all—leave not a single drop of sauce!”

Huo Jianan obediently picked up the dish and began eating, savoring each bite.

Watching this, Meng Xien sighed inwardly. Just as expected—she’s completely submissive to her wife. The moment her wife speaks, she obediently eats.

After finishing her meal, Huo Jianan insisted on sharing a room with Nianning. “Sister Meng, there are no other patients in the Alpha Ward right now. Let’s move Nianning into my room. I’ll take care of her.”

Left with no choice, Meng Xien pulled out her phone and made a call.

With her wish granted, Huo Jianan cheerfully brought her wife to her own room. The hospital temporarily replaced the visitor’s bed with a proper patient bed.

“Sister Meng, you can go back to the hotel. Tell Grandmother that I’m doing well, and so is Nianning. Tell her not to worry. Xiaoman and the nurses will take care of us here.”

Meng Xien didn’t disturb them. “Alright, I’ll leave then. You and Nianning rest well. Call me if anything comes up. Aunt Xu and I will come by early tomorrow morning to check on you.”

“Okay, but don’t come too early. You’ll wake me up.”

Meng Xien shook her head with a smile and left. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Huo Jianan had changed dramatically—becoming more optimistic, gentle, and relaxed. Her presence even seemed to put those around her at ease.

Meng Xien’s lips curved slightly. It’s good to see Jianan like this.

Later that evening, in the private hospital room, Ruan Nianning called Song Shiyu. “Sister Song, I’m sorry. I only meant to take a day off, but things ended up delaying me for several days…”

Huo Jianan lay on the bed, quietly watching Ruan Nianning. It felt like they were back in their university dorm, roommates separated by a narrow aisle.

Ruan Nianning seemed much recovered, her complexion improved, a healthy rosy glow on her snow-white skin. Sitting on the bed, she held her phone in one hand, chatting with Song Shiyu, while her other slender, pale hand brushed the wisps of hair at her temple. Occasionally, a relaxed smile, unseen for a long time, softened her eyes.

Huo Jianan continued watching quietly until Ruan Nianning finished the call and turned to face her. Their eyes met—Huo Jianan’s dark pupils gleaming with a bright light.

“Did I disturb your rest?” Ruan Nianning asked.

Huo Jianan’s lips curved slightly. “No, I was just watching you.”

Ruan Nianning’s face flushed as she casually placed her phone on the bedside table, pulled the blanket over herself, and lay down.

Huo Jianan had sent Xiaoman and the hospital nurses away, as neither patient required close monitoring. Xiaoman didn’t dare protest; she didn’t want to upset the Young Miss, so she left with the nurses.

Now the room was quiet. The two women lay on their sides, separated by the aisle, their eyes locked in a silent gaze. For a moment, neither spoke.

Huo Jianan gazed at that face, those eyes, as the events of the past two days flashed through her mind like a relentless stream.

After what felt like an eternity, Huo Jianan broke the silence. “Nianning, doesn’t today feel like a lifetime ago? Like we’ve experienced two completely different worlds?”

How could Ruan Nianning not understand this feeling?

This morning, they had been shivering in the icy river, Huo Jianan risking everything to save her, clinging to each other in the bitter cold. Now, they lay on hospital beds, wrapped in soft, warm blankets.

“It’s more than just feeling like a lifetime ago,” Ruan Nianning said, her heart flooded with unprecedented complexity and emotion. “I feel like I’m myself, yet also not myself. Can you… understand me?”

Huo Jianan nodded. “I understand.”

No one understood Ruan Nianning’s feelings better than her.

Ruan Nianning turned over and lay flat on the hospital bed, her gaze fixed on the ceiling above.

“I know I shouldn’t have used Huo Jianan. I’ve always known. I’m sorry to Jianan, but I’m also painfully aware that I need to take revenge! If I can’t get my revenge, I don’t know what purpose my suffering served, or why I even continue living in this world.”

The corners of Ruan Nianning’s eyes reddened as she recalled her school days, plagued by bullying and abuse. During middle school, her mother worked abroad to earn money while her father was rarely home. In high school, classmates ostracized her, spread malicious rumors, and even the boy she had a crush on during her naive youth pushed her away in cowardly fear. When she finally got into film school, the competition and intrigue intensified. After starting her acting career, she had to confront the filthy, corrupt reality head-on.

She had nearly broken down several times. It was exhausting! So painful! But the thought of revenge kept her going.

If it weren’t for revenge, she might have given up long ago, resigned herself to her fate, become numb and either let others trample over her or become just another part of the filthy, corrupt system.

Though she didn’t love Huo Jianan, Jianan had never forced herself on Ruan Nianning. She could have used many methods to subdue her, but she never did.

“I’m just an ordinary girl, an Omega who’s easily targeted. I have no wealth or powerful connections. Using Huo Jianan for revenge was my only way,” Ruan Nianning choked back a sob. “Even though I used her, do you believe me when I say I never wanted her to die?”

Huo Jianan gazed at Nianning’s reddened eyes, her heart twisting painfully. She understood that this was Nianning’s only option. When you’re the weaker party, choices are often limited.

Without hesitation, Huo Jianan said, “I believe you. I truly believe you.”

“Thank you for believing me,” Ruan Nianning turned to look at her gratefully. “Thank you for believing in this venomous woman.”

“You’re not venomous,” Huo Jianan replied. “Don’t speak of yourself like that.”

If Ruan Nianning were truly evil, she wouldn’t torment herself with guilt over Jianan’s death. She could have used Jianan without remorse, then calmly taken over the Huo family’s wealth like a true heartless, venomous beauty.

Ruan Nianning turned her head away, sniffled, and spoke in a congested voice, her emotions indiscernible. “I hesitated countless times about whether to continue exploiting her feelings for me. I felt it was utterly despicable and shameless. But whenever I thought of my mother’s death, and of Huo Zhujun and Xu Weiyi—how they stole away the most important person in my life—I still ruthlessly used her.”

“After you told me the book’s ending, I felt like the biggest joke. I’d devoted everything I had, only to become a laughingstock, utterly meaningless. I really considered suicide. Life was too painful and exhausting. I’d wronged that Huo Jianan, so let me atone with my death. But you’re not that Jianan. I don’t know what to do. I feel utterly lost.”

Huo Jianan’s heart lurched, skipping a beat as a wave of belated fear washed over her.

So Ruan Nianning had truly considered suicide.

“It wasn’t until you told me that the current me is another Nianning, and you are another Jianan, that it’s not too late,” Ruan Nianning said, her voice trembling. “Only then did I finally dare to face myself.”

Ruan Nianning turned to face her, staring straight into Huo Jianan’s eyes as if needing to confirm once more. “It’s not too late, is it?”

“Yes, it’s not too late. None of the tragedies in the book have happened. The Huo family is safe, and your grandmother is well. So please, stop tormenting yourself with guilt, okay? You’re no longer the Ruan Nianning from the original story. You don’t have to bear her pain.”

Ruan Nianning froze, her reddened eyes welling with tears that spilled onto the snow-white pillow, quickly soaking through to leave a damp patch.

“Nianning, I need you to know this: if you really were to meet with an accident this time, I would be devastated. I could never forgive myself. I shouldn’t have told you the ending of the original story, shouldn’t have burdened you with such cruelty. If I hadn’t told you, you wouldn’t have died. After I uncover the truth, I’ll help you take revenge, and then I’ll come find you.”

Ruan Nianning’s pupils constricted, her tears freezing in her eyes, startled. “You really want to come find me?”

“I’m already an outsider in this world. I caused the death of the person I love. What reason is there for me to stay? After I’ve settled the score, I’ll come find you. Even if it breaks Grandmother and Sister Meng’s hearts, I’ll find you. I want to tell you face-to-face that I love you.”

Ruan Nianning’s heart raced wildly, pounding with both surprise and delight.

“Now you’re the heiress of a top-tier conglomerate, the sole heir to the Huo Corporation, destined to inherit unparalleled wealth. Are you really willing to give it all up?”

Huo Jianan smiled faintly. “Aren’t you the one who never cared about becoming a Young Madam? If you’re willing to give that up, what could I possibly cling to?”

“Do you think we’re foolish or insane?”

“If anyone else knew, they’d probably think we’re both foolish and insane.”

Ruan Nianning smiled, biting her lip. “Maybe we are two foolish lunatics.”

“Maybe. It’s just a pity my legs won’t move. Otherwise, I’d rush over and hug you right now.”

The moment the words left her lips, Ruan Nianning threw off her quilt, crossed the aisle between them in two steps, lifted Huo Jianan’s quilt, and lay beside her, wrapping her arms around her. “Then let me hug you.”

Huo Jianan chuckled softly, gently wiping away the tears on Ruan Nianning’s cheeks.

Ruan Nianning remained still, allowing her to wipe her face. “Jianan, do you really love me?”

“Yes. My wife is so kind, beautiful, and strong-willed. I love you so much.” Huo Jianan gently kissed her cheek, feeling her soft, springy skin and tasting a faint saltiness.

Ruan Nianning gripped the collar of Huo Jianan’s shirt, her watery eyes gazing up at her, a mixture of hurt and apprehension in her expression. “Don’t you think I’m bad?”

“Didn’t I already tell you? You’re not truly bad. At most, you’re just a soft, harmless, and beautifully furred wolf—a Wolfie.”

So that’s what “Wolfie” meant.

Ruan Nianning’s tears turned to a smile as she buried her face in Huo Jianan’s embrace, pressing close to her chest, listening to the strong heartbeat beneath her ear.

Huo Jianan’s body was warm, the heat seeping through her loose hospital gown to warm Ruan Nianning’s cheeks.

Ruan Nianning lifted her head, her gaze sweeping across Huo Jianan’s eyebrows, eyes, and nose before finally settling on her lush, vibrant lips.

She leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to those equally soft lips.

Ruan Nianning closed her eyes, savoring the sweetness of the kiss. She finally allowed her heart to freely love Huo Jianan.

As if a ray of sunlight had pierced through the darkness, the Night Fragrance Orchid basked in the warmth of spring sunlight, its petals gently swaying, its rich fragrance blooming between their lips.

A jolt of electricity shot through Huo Jianan’s heart, and her hands unconsciously tightened around Ruan Nianning’s waist.

When they parted, Ruan Nianning’s cheeks flushed crimson. She gazed steadily at Huo Jianan, her charming phoenix eyes shimmering with unshed tears, and leaned in again to kiss her.

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