Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 64

In the evening, Huo Jianan video-called Ruan Nianning. “Did you know? The Bai Family came today.”

Ruan Nianning asked, “Was it because the Young Miss threw a shoe at you last time?”

Huo Jianan hummed in acknowledgment. “What a waste for those shoes—they were quite pretty. Should I buy you a pair? No, forget it. Seeing those shoes would just remind me of Bai Ying.”

“Weren’t you the one who sat on their lawn and subtly teased her?”

“So, my Grandmother made me apologize today.”

Ruan Nianning was surprised. “That arrogant Young Miss Bai Ying actually lowered her head and apologized to you?”

“She didn’t come herself. Her younger sister, Bai Han, came to apologize for her.”

Huo Jianan then recounted Bai Han’s ordeal and her return to the Bai Family. “She and her sister are completely different. You’d know who’s the elder just by looking at them.”

Ruan Nianning sighed. “She was separated from her parents at a young age, raised in such a difficult environment in the remote mountains. It must be hard for her to come out. It’s understandable that she’d feel inferior.”

Huo Jianan smiled. “That’s why I told her she could continue studying. If she wants, she can even study until she gets a postdoctoral degree.”

“You’re acting like a teacher, always pushing people to study,” Ruan Nianning said.

“If I weren’t so busy, I’d definitely get a Ph.D.”

“Sounds like you’re overwhelmed with responsibilities.”

“Of course! I have to help Grandmother manage Huo Corporation, dote on my wife, and frequently visit her on set. Tell me, am I busy or what?”

“You do sound quite busy,” Ruan Nianning replied, a smile playing on her lips. Her slightly upturned eyebrows gave her words a flirtatious undertone. “When are you coming to visit the set?”

“Next weekend. Sister Meng and Sister-in-law are getting their marriage certificate on Tuesday, so we’ll celebrate. Then I’ll fly over to see you on Friday night! I’ll stay for three nights.”

Ruan Nianning’s eyes lit up with amusement, but she protested, “No way! You’re too clingy. Your visit will definitely disrupt my filming schedule. Two nights is the absolute limit.”

“Please, Wife! I won’t interfere with your work at all. We’ll just cut down on our… nightly activities and go to bed early.”

Ruan Nianning, who was sipping water, nearly spat it out, her face flushing crimson. “You pervert!”

Huo Jianan chuckled mischievously. “How am I being perverted? Getting intimate with my Omega wife is an Alpha’s sacred duty.”

“Ugh! Forget it. I’m going to bed.”

“Goodnight, Wife! Love you!”

“Love you too!”

“I love you too. Goodnight!”

But after hanging up, Ruan Nianning found herself unable to fall asleep. With Huo Jianan by her side, breathing in her pheromones, she always drifted off quickly. Now…

Lying on the empty bed, Ruan Nianning restlessly turned over, then turned over again.

The big pervert wouldn’t be back until next Friday night. That meant six more days to go!

As the new week began, Huo Jianan was in her office, handling emails and reviewing reports from her direct reports. Unexpectedly, her assistant Ying forwarded her a complaint email from an employee.

Huo Jianan opened it. It was a signed complaint, sent from a company email address, accusing the director of Department B of severe unfairness in promotions and salary increases.

Normally, CEOs would dismiss such complaints from ordinary employees, considering them trivial matters unworthy of attention. But Huo Jianan frowned, pondered for a moment, and made a note of the email.

That afternoon, after her rehabilitation therapy at the hospital, she visited Sister Meng again.

“Sister Meng, you truly look radiant with joy! Tomorrow you’re getting your marriage certificate with Sister-in-law. Your head injury is completely invisible now.”

Meng Xien removed her bandages, revealing faint bruises on her forehead. After a few more days of rest, the injuries on her face had faded significantly, restoring her to her usual pale-skinned, aloof, and stunning beauty.

Meng Xien was genuinely delighted. “I’m so relieved I don’t have to worry about taking our registration photo tomorrow. My face is still so ugly, I wouldn’t want to embarrass Minmin by being paired with her.”

“Don’t worry,” Huo Jianan reassured her. “Your sister-in-law won’t mind. Worst-case scenario, the staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau might raise an eyebrow. They’ll wonder how such a beautiful Omega ended up with a battered Alpha like you. Just tell them you got those bruises fighting off other Alphas to win her heart. The more injuries you have, the more popular your Omega is—proof of an Alpha’s pride and honor!”

Meng Xien was torn between laughter and exasperation. “You never said anything like that when you married your wife.”

Huo Jianan chuckled at herself. “My legs were practically crippled. You tell me if that wasn’t a brutal battle!”

Beside them, Min Jiru stifled her laughter, shaking with amusement. Meng Xien paused, staring intently at her sister, who spoke so calmly about her own disability. In that moment, Meng Xien felt a surge of mixed emotions—surprise, admiration, and a deep sense of pride.

“Jianan, I never knew you were such a smooth talker.”

Huo Jianan: “How else would I have charmed my wife, Nianning?”

Noticing they seemed to have something private to discuss, Min Jiru excused herself. “Xien, I’m going to ask the doctor what we need to prepare for discharge tomorrow.”

Left alone in the room, Huo Jianan dropped her joking tone. “Sister Meng, I received an anonymous report today…”

After listening, Meng Xien asked, “What do you plan to do?”

Huo Jianan: “It’s easy to get to the bottom of this. If the investigation proves the allegations true, Fang Dacai from Department B is a rotten apple, and I won’t tolerate him.”

Meng Xien: “Fang Dacai himself isn’t much to worry about, but his brother, Fang Xiande, is a long-time employee. Aunt Xu will likely give him some leeway.”

Huo Jianan, puzzled, asked, “Why? Does my grandmother trust and esteem him that much?”

“Not directly. Fang Xiande’s wife is Huo Ling. Her father is a cousin of your great-grandfather.”

Huo Jianan blinked, thinking, My great-grandfather is my grandmother’s father-in-law, and he’s a cousin of Fang Xiande’s father-in-law.

In this vast web of relationships, family connections truly permeate every corner.

Meng Xien: “So, if you really intend to take action against Fang Dacai, it’s best to inform Aunt Xu first.”

“I understand. Before reporting this to Grandmother, I’ll thoroughly investigate it first.”

Meng Xien glanced at her younger sister, five years her junior. Jianan stood with a confident air, her bright and determined eyes brimming with youthful enthusiasm and passion.

Meng Xien recalled Jianan’s latest medical report, which stated that her pheromones now carried a sun-like scent. At the time, she had found this peculiar, as sunlight itself has no scent. The warm, comforting aroma that fills the air when drying bedding in the sun is actually the smell of dead dust mites.

But now, she could sense the scent of sunlight.

It was a transparent, clean, gentle yet fervent, optimistic yet romantic aroma. This perfect blend could dispel the cold and darkness, bringing vitality and light to everything around it, possessing an eternal, magical charm that could only be described as the scent of sunlight.

After dinner that evening, Grandmother Huo, Huo Jianan, and Housekeeper He went to inspect Meng Xien’s room.

The room’s layout had been slightly adjusted to accommodate a bedridden patient, and a row of large wardrobes had been added—clearly intended for Min Jiru.

“Tomorrow, Xien and Xiao Ru will be moving in. Xien is still recovering from his injuries, and Xiao Ru is new to our family. Housekeeper He, please ensure Xiao Tao, Sister Wang, and the others take extra care of them.”

“Yes, Madam,” Housekeeper He replied.

After leaving Meng Xien’s room, Huo Jianan noticed her grandmother’s smile hadn’t faded. “Grandmother, now that Sister Meng is married and our sister-in-law is such a gentle and quiet girl, they really do seem so well-suited.”

Grandmother Huo nodded. “Indeed. Xiao Ru is very different from her mother; she takes after her grandmother’s temperament. My cousin was also a soft-spoken and refined woman. I used to think she was too passive, listening to her husband on everything. It’s fine to agree with reasonable things, but you should treat his absurd grandiosity as wind.”

Huo Jianan laughed heartily. “Grandmother, you must have been such an interesting girl when you were young—a brave, strong, and intelligent one.”

“Oh, stop flattering me,” Grandmother Huo said with a confident smile. “But Songzhi Grandmother said the same thing.”

A glimmer in Grandmother Huo’s eyes suggested she was reminiscing about the past, memories etched deep in her mind shining with a captivating light.

Time had left its indelible mark on Grandmother’s face. Her eyes were no longer as clear as in her youth, and her skin had lost its youthful smoothness and elasticity. Silent wrinkles crept into the corners of her eyes and mouth. Yet her refined grace and captivating charm only grew more radiant with age, never fading.

Huo Jianan sighed inwardly, imagining that Grandmother must have been stunningly beautiful in her youth. She and Grandmother Songzhi must have shared an incredibly close bond.

Huo Jianan nearly blurted out, “Grandmother, what did Grandmother Songzhi look like?” But then she remembered that the original body might have already asked this question or already known what Grandmother Songzhi looked like. She managed to hold back her question.

“Now that Xien has married the person he loves and settled down, one of my worries has finally been resolved. I’m sure his mother, Mommy, would be overjoyed if she could see this from the other side.”

Housekeeper He chuckled, “Madam, once Miss Meng and Young Miss both have little girls of their own, our household will truly be blessed with joy.”

Sensing Grandmother’s probing gaze on her, Huo Jianan quickly excused herself. “Grandmother, please get some rest. Tomorrow evening will be quite lively.”

The next evening, the Huo family’s grand hall was brilliantly adorned in resplendent gold and crimson, brimming with festive cheer. The tables groaned under the weight of exquisite delicacies and fine wines.

Grandmother Huo raised her glass. “Xien, Xiao Ru, congratulations on your marriage! May you enjoy a long and harmonious life together, growing old together!”

Meng Xien said, “Thank you, Aunt Xu!”

Min Jiru echoed, “Thank you, Aunt Xu!”

Grandmother Huo handed Min Jiru a large red envelope. “This is for today’s license application. There will be another generous gift during the wedding ceremony when you offer tea to the elders.”

Huo Jianan also raised her glass, smiling. “I don’t have a welcome gift to offer—nothing compares to Grandmother’s generosity. May Sister Meng recover soon and enjoy a harmonious life with her sister-in-law!”

The blush on Min Jiru’s cheeks hadn’t faded. Marrying Meng Xien and joining the Huo family was a significant step up for her. She had imagined such a prestigious clan would be rigidly hierarchical, with the family matriarch wielding patriarchal authority. She’d expected sibling rivalry and power struggles over inheritance. Yet, she found Chairwoman Xu and President Huo to be surprisingly approachable and warm at home.

Under the table, Meng Xien took Min Jiru’s hand. Seeing her nervousness, he tilted his head with a smile and whispered, “No need to be nervous this time. I told you Aunt Xu and Jianan are relaxed and easygoing in private. Just be my Madam and enjoy this.”

Min Jiru’s face flushed even deeper as she took his hand, smiling and nodding.

Grandmother Huo said, “Xien, I’ve set the wedding date for you both—half a year from now, at Changzhou Hotel, where Jianan and Nianning held their wedding. We’ll match the same level of luxury and quality as Nannan’s wedding. What do you think? By then, your injuries will have fully healed.”

Grandmother Huo had consulted a fortune-teller for the wedding date. Initially, she had planned to set it for a auspicious date three months from now. However, the custom-made wedding dress from the chosen designer required a minimum of five months for production, with additional time needed for alterations. Grandmother Huo refused to compromise on Min Jiru’s wishes and wanted to ensure Meng Xien felt no sense of favoritism. Thus, the wedding naturally slipped to six months later.

Meng Xien said, “There’s no need to replicate Jianan’s wedding. Minmin and I prefer something simple and intimate, nothing too grand.”

“How can that be? Even though you call me Aunt Xu, I’ve always seen you as my own granddaughter. Your mother, Mommy, and I were close, and as her only daughter, I’m sure she would want your wedding to be lively and splendid. It’s settled: in six months, you’ll both look stunning in your finest attire for the ceremony.”

Before Meng Xien could say more, Huo Jianan interjected, “Sister Meng, you’re my elder sister, and your wedding absolutely can’t be anything but grand. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime event—would you want to shortchange your sister-in-law? Sister-in-law, don’t agree to anything less! The wedding gowns at that place are stunning; it’s worth the wait. On that day, you’ll be the most dazzling princess!”

Min Jiru turned to look at Meng Xien, awaiting her response. Now that she was Meng Xien’s wife, she was content with the wedding happening either sooner or later.

Under the collective gaze of the family, Meng Xien suppressed the surge of gratitude and shame within her. “Alright,” she said, “let Grandmother handle all the arrangements.”

That evening, everyone truly enjoyed themselves, drinking and chatting about wedding plans as if the big day were tomorrow. Even Grandmother Huo, who hadn’t drunk in ages, downed a full glass. Huo Jianan, who was only an average drinker, was already tipsy and had to be led back to her room by Xiaoman.

Meng Xien, still recovering from her injuries, only sipped a small amount. Surprisingly, Min Jiru drank the most.

In the freshly decorated room, Xiao Tao helped Min Jiru wash Meng Xien’s body. His limbs had improved enough for slight movement, but his abdomen and waist still needed time to heal.

“Alright, Xiao Tao, you may leave now. I’ll call you if I need anything.”

“Yes, Young Madam.”

The two lay on the spacious bed. Min Jiru nestled against Meng Xien, her eyes closed, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her snow-white cheeks were flushed with a blush like ripe peaches.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling tipsy?”

Min Jiru shook her head, opening her eyes. Her gaze burned with intensity, as if about to ignite. “I just can’t believe it. I’m really your wife now. I keep wondering if this is a dream. Maybe I drank too much and this is all a fantasy?”

“I feel the same way. Why don’t you take out that little book and check again?”

Smiling, Min Jiru climbed off the bed. She opened a drawer and retrieved an exquisite little box. Inside were two red booklets.

She opened one and held it up to Meng Xien. Together, they leaned in to examine their marriage certificate. In the photo, the two of them stood close, beaming with joy, their eyes crinkled in laughter.

“Minmin, it’s real! We’re really married! Look, there are our names!”

Min Jiru stared blankly at the two names, her smile so sweet it seemed about to drip like honey.

“We’re married! I’m really your wife now!”

“Happy, wife?”

Hearing Meng Xien call her “wife” for the first time, Min Jiru felt a strange yet sweet sense of happiness. From now on, she and Xien were bound together, never to be separated again.

“Happy!” Min Jiru rolled over, wrapped her arms tightly around Meng Xien’s neck, clinging to her like a koala, her temple pressed against Meng Xien’s cheek.

The movement strained Meng Xien’s back wound, and she hissed in pain. “Wife, be gentler. If you damage my gland, you won’t be happy anymore.”

Min Jiru flushed even deeper. “How could I possibly damage it?”

She might have been imagining it, but she thought she caught a faint whiff of white magnolia.

But I’m a Beta, she reminded herself. I can’t detect pheromones. The thought of her Beta status cast a shadow over her mood, making her chest feel tight. She quickly shook off the gloom. Today was the day she and Xien got their marriage certificate—the happiest day of her life. She had to stay cheerful.

“Darling, you look absolutely stunning today!” Meng Xien turned slightly, her lips curving into a joyful yet tender smile.

“Then kiss me.”

Meng Xien leaned in, her lips about to brush against Min Jiru’s peach-soft cheek. But at the last moment, Min Jiru tilted her chin upward and claimed the kiss herself.

The moment their soft lips met, their breaths intertwined like a fine mesh, and the kiss quickly deepened into something passionate. Min Jiru eagerly invited her in, her tongue teasing and coaxing. Amidst the fervent kiss, Min Jiru’s pristine white nightgown was tossed to the floor. Meng Xien could barely restrain herself, her breathing growing rough. “Wife, if you keep teasing me like this, I’m going to bite you!”

“Then bite me,” Min Jiru replied, lifting her honey-brown hair to expose the pale nape of her neck. For some reason, she suddenly felt an itch there. The sensation intensified as Meng Xien’s warm breath brushed against her skin, making her want to scratch the spot desperately.

“No, I’ll draw blood,” Meng Xien murmured, licking her eager canines. Flames of desire blazed in her deep eyes. Before those flames could ignite into an uncontrollable blaze, Meng Xien forced herself to breathe deeply, desperately restraining her instincts.

“Is it because you don’t love me that you don’t want to bite me?” Min Jiru’s voice was soft and plaintive, her snow-white shoulders trembling with hurt.

How could Meng Xien bear to see her beloved Minmin so wronged? “No, no! I love you, Minmin, I love you!”

“Then why won’t you bite me?”

Meng Xien hesitated no longer. The flickering flames in her eyes roared into a blazing inferno. She opened her mouth and bit down, sinking her teeth into the snowy nape of Min Jiru’s neck.

Alpha pheromones flowed from the marking teeth, mingling with the crimson blood that seeped from the tender, snow-white skin, forming a trail of vivid crimson that burned the eyes.

Meng Xien gripped the sheets tightly. This time, the pain of the bite was accompanied by a significant lessening of the irritating itchiness on her neck.

As the marking teeth pierced the flesh, a strange, almost magical sensation surged through her brain. It should have been a searing, stinging pain, but Min Jiru felt only pleasure.

She even wanted Meng Xien to bite her again, a second time, a third time…

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