Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 63.2

The Huo Family Garden was expansive, featuring neatly trimmed lawns, meticulously pruned shrubs, and tall, verdant pines and cypresses.

“The cold weather has caused the outdoor flowers to wither,” Huo Jianan remarked. “Let’s go to the flower room instead. It’s much warmer there, and the blooms are more vibrant.”

Bai Han pushed Huo Jianan into the flower room. Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, illuminating Huo Jianan’s gentle, snow-white face. Her refined features softened, especially when she smiled. Her porcelain skin glowed with a luminous radiance, and her deep-set eyes sparkled with captivating light. She was as brilliant and tender as the sun itself.

Bai Han’s gaze lingered on Huo Jianan, transfixed.

“Miss Bai? Miss Bai?” Huo Jianan called out, noticing her daze.

Bai Han snapped back to reality, her face flushing crimson. “I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? You haven’t done anything wrong,” Huo Jianan said with a soft chuckle. “I was just asking if you’re hot. Would you like to take off your coat?”

“O-okay,” Bai Han replied. Though she hadn’t felt hot before, her face now burned with embarrassment. She awkwardly removed her coat, and Xiaoman approached to hang it on a rack.

“Xiaoman, bring some drinks—water, juice, and sparkling wine.”

“Yes, Young Miss.”

Huo Jianan led Bai Han on a tour of the flower room. The shy girl was quickly captivated by the vibrant blossoms filling the vast space.

“What kind of flower is this? Is it a peony?”

“No, this is a peony. It’s very similar to a peony, but the flowers are slightly smaller. The stems are also more flexible; peony stems are sturdier, with a woody texture.”

“Miss Huo, you’re so knowledgeable.”

“Not at all. Someone taught me,” Huo Jianan said, gently stroking a peony with snow-white petals tinged with pink. A sweet, contented smile spread across her face. “My Madam Nianning taught me. She loved flowers.”

“What about your Madam? I heard she’s a big star.”

Huo Jianan nodded. “She’s filming in City D right now. Her new project is with Song Shiyu, the Film Empress. Have you heard of Song Shiyu? She has tons of fans—everyone loves her.”

Bai Han hadn’t heard of Song Shiyu, let alone had an opinion about her. But since Huo Jianan asked, she nodded and murmured, “Yes, I know her. I like her too.”

Soon, Xiaoman arrived with a basket of drinks. The two of them sipped their beverages in the warm flower room—juice for Bai Han, sparkling wine for Huo Jianan. Their conversation flowed from flowers to mountains, to the various wondrous trees in the mountains, and even to the beautiful yet poisonous mushrooms.

“Your Madam said you grew up in the mountains?”

“Yes, I grew up in the mountains, raising pigs and sheep, cooking, washing clothes, and helping to care for my younger siblings. I’m the eldest, and there are two younger brothers in my family.”

“Did you go to school?”

“I only went to middle school. My adoptive parents said there was no point in a girl getting an education, so they wouldn’t let me continue. If my teacher hadn’t gone to their house to talk to my adoptive father, they wouldn’t have even let me finish middle school.”

Huo Jianan was stunned, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She felt a surge of sympathy for the girl before her and asked cautiously, “How did your parents find you?”

Bai Han glanced at her, seeming reluctant to speak. She hesitated, lowering her head, but eventually began.

“When I was 17, my adoptive father wanted to marry me off. He planned to get the marriage certificate when I turned 18, but I refused outright. Later, an uncle said I was an Omega. He claimed that even if no one came to propose, we could still demand a higher dowry. My adoptive father started comparing dowries, looking for the highest bidder. This dragged on for two years. Finally, he settled on a family, but just before the wedding, their father was bitten by a venomous snake while working in the mountains and died. According to our customs, their family couldn’t marry for three years.”

“So, we agreed that the groom would come for me in three years. But then, last year, my adoptive father went back on his word because another family offered a higher bride price. Both families ended up showing up at our door.”

“That day, while they were arguing, I snuck out. I didn’t want to be treated like a commodity, passed back and forth between them. One of the sons was in his forties, a thug, and the other was a fool. I was terrified of marrying either of them.”

Huo Jianan asked, “What happened after that?”

“I climbed the mountain for a whole day and night before finally coming out. On the road, I stopped a tractor. The driver asked why I was going to the city. I was too afraid to say I’d escaped, so I told him my family was planning a celebration and I needed to notify relatives in the city. Once I reached the county seat, I bought a long-distance bus ticket to the city. I was terrified they’d catch up to me, so I didn’t dare stay long.”

Huo Jianan said, “You were right. If they caught you, they would have dragged you back for the wedding.”

“I once heard a volunteer teacher talk about the city. I thought that once I finished middle school, I could find work there—cooking, washing clothes, tending livestock, even picking mushrooms. I arrived in the city full of hope, but…”

“What’s wrong? Did someone try to bully you?”

“No, not that. My money’s gone—it was stolen. It was only about a hundred yuan, but I worked so hard to save it. It was all the money I had,” Bai Han said, her voice pausing as if she were reliving a moment of utter helplessness and despair. “I don’t have a phone, and my adoptive father is the only one in my family with one. With all my money gone and not knowing anyone here…”

Huo Jianan felt deep sympathy, imagining the vulnerability of this girl who had come from the mountains. “So what did you do?”

“Someone kept watching me and asked if I was alone. I ignored him. Then he asked if I was hungry and bought me a flatbread. I told him I had no money and refused his food. He asked if I was looking for work, saying his cousin owned a small restaurant that needed someone to wash dishes and serve tables. He could get me a job there. To prove it, he even showed me his ID and said the restaurant was just a few minutes’ walk ahead.”

A bad feeling stirred in Huo Jianan’s heart. This man was probably a seasoned scammer. “Did you go with him?”

“I went. I had no money and was starving, with nowhere to go. Getting a job as a waiter seemed like a godsend. I followed him, but as soon as we left the station, something felt wrong. He kept glancing back at me, as if afraid I’d run away. I didn’t recognize him, but I recognized that look—the same look the men from those two families had when they came to propose marriage.”

“I asked him, ‘Are we there yet? Didn’t you say it was just a few minutes?’ He said the shortcut was under construction, so we had to take a detour and walk a little more. I was terrified, even more convinced this man wasn’t good. Then I saw a police station. I ran straight for it.”

“That man saw me run and immediately chased after me. I was even more terrified, running for my life, nearly getting hit by a car. That man also tried to cross the street to chase me, but thankfully, he was blocked by traffic.”

“I rushed into the police station, terrified. I said, ‘Someone’s chasing me! He wants to lure me to his restaurant! I don’t know him! I don’t know him at all!'”

“Two police officers were in the station. One of them went outside. I stood inside the door, pointing through the glass at the man in the middle of the street. ‘That’s him! That man in black!’ When the police officer came out, the man fled, running very fast.”

The two police officers told me to sit down and take my time explaining. I told them about how I escaped and how my money had been stolen. They gave me a meal and a bottle of water. I was very grateful to them; I was really hungry and thirsty.

I heard them talking about whether to contact the local village committee, and I became even more afraid. I begged them not to notify the committee, because if they did, my adoptive father would find out and come to take me back. I wasn’t their biological child; I was a child they had taken in. When they heard this, they asked me how I knew I was adopted. I said, “I overheard the women in the village talking about it.”

Huo Jianan asked, “What exactly did you hear? What did they say?”

“When I was very young, I heard two women arguing with my adoptive mother. One called her a hen that couldn’t lay eggs and had to settle for picking up a child. At the time, I didn’t really understand what ‘picking up a child’ meant. I thought it meant finding an egg.”

Huo Jianan chuckled at this.

“The second time was the year before my arranged marriage. I overheard some women by the river talking about the ‘Prosperous Family’—that’s my adoptive father’s family, and his name is Shui Afa. They said the Prosperous Family was really going to prosper now that the ‘picked-up girl’ had brought in so many bridal gifts. They said the family’s two sons wouldn’t have to worry about finding wives anymore.”

“When the police heard my story, they said they’d try anyway and check the records. They took me to get a blood sample and even found me a hotel room for the night. The next day, they asked me a lot of questions—when did I arrive at Shui Afa’s house? Do I remember anything from when I was little? On the third day, I was taken to a place for tests. This time, the accommodations were excellent, and the food was great. They told me to wait patiently for the results.”

Huo Jianan asked with a faint smile, “Did the Bai family come to get you?”

Bai Han nodded, remembering the awkwardness of meeting her birth mother that day. Her mother was dressed like a wealthy Madam, exuding elegance and prosperity—clearly a woman of extraordinary status. In contrast, Bai Han was thin and small, her clothes faded from repeated washing and outdated in style. No matter how she looked at it, she was nothing but a dirty, ugly duckling.

The police told her, “This is your birth mother. You’re actually the Second Young Miss of the Changbin Bai Family.”

At that moment, Bai Han found it hard to believe. Her birth mother was a wealthy Madam, and she herself was a lost heiress from a prominent family?

“That day, my mother brought me back to Changbin. I saw my father and my sister. My father gave me a new name, Bai Han. My old name was… Shui Ahua. When they first called me Bai Han, I had to react several times before I realized they were calling me. It all felt like a dream.”

Huo Jianan smiled gently. “Are you used to it now?”

Bai Han shook her head. “Even now, months later, I still feel like I’m dreaming. I’m afraid that one day, Shui Afa will suddenly appear, grab my hair, and drag me back to force me into marriage.”

She seemed very nervous, perhaps recalling terrifying memories. Her slender fingers were tightly clasped together, their tips turning white from the tension.

Huo Jianan poured her a glass of water. “Don’t worry, and don’t be afraid. You’ve completely escaped Shui Afa and are now back with your birth parents. You are the Second Young Miss of the Bai Family, and most people wouldn’t dare bully you.”

“Really?”

Huo Jianan looked at the still-uneasy girl before her and affirmed, “Yes, you’re not dreaming. None of this is a dream.”

“Thank you,” Bai Han said, stealing a glance at Huo Jianan across from her. A shy blush spread across her delicate face. “Miss Huo, you’re a kind person.”

Huo Jianan smiled faintly. “Thank you for trusting me enough to share these thoughts. If you’re interested, you could continue your studies. With the Bai Family’s resources, we could hire a private tutor for high school, university, or even graduate studies. It doesn’t have to be for a degree; you could simply pursue it as a hobby.”

Bai Han paused, then her head snapped up, her eyes sparkling with joy. “You’re right! Thank you, Miss Huo. Thank you.”

Xiaoman approached. “Young Miss, Madam Bai sends word that the banquet is about to begin. She requests your presence, along with Miss Bai.”

“Alright, we’ll be there shortly.” Huo Jianan maneuvered her wheelchair away from the table. “Second Young Miss Bai, shall we go to dinner?”

“Thank you.”

Huo Jianan chuckled. “You don’t need to say ‘thank you’ so often.”

Bai Han flushed. “Then what should I say?”

Like a patient teacher, Huo Jianan replied, “At this moment, you could simply say, ‘Yes, let’s go together.'”

Bai Han, still blushing, echoed, “Yes, let’s go together.”

She continued pushing Huo Jianan’s wheelchair, her gaze lingering on the noble, beautiful, gentle, and impeccably mannered Huo Family Young Miss.

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