Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 70

The next day, in the dressing room, Ruan Nianning spotted Luo Bufei seeing off Song Shiyu to the film set from afar.

“Sister Ning,” Luo Bufei greeted first, her hair tied in a fresh ponytail today.

This hairstyle, much like a bun, required both the right facial features and a youthful, radiant vitality. Luo Bufei’s fair complexion, delicate features, and sharp chin made her look stunning even on camera.

Ruan Nianning had always treated Luo Bufei like a child, but after Huo Jianan revealed that she was secretly married to Sister Song—making her the official Alpha wife of Film Empress Song Shiyu—Ruan Nianning no longer saw her as such.

“Here to see Sister Song off again?”

“Mm-hmm.” In public, Luo Bufei released her hand from Song Shiyu’s, their movements so subtle they appeared effortless. Yet Ruan Nianning didn’t miss a beat.

“Xiao Luo, you’re so reluctant to part with your Sister Song? Why don’t you join the film industry too? You could act together.”

Luo Bufei’s face flushed crimson and grew redder by the second. “No, no, I don’t know how to act. I only know how to write code at my computer, do housework, clean, and cook.”

“That’s great! I never expected you to be so diligent, Xiao Luo. You’re practically the epitome of a devoted girlfriend. Anyone who marries you won’t have to worry about the mundane details of life.”

“Uh, ha, heh, heh…” Luo Bufei, not good with words, stood blushing, offering a goofy smile.

“Alright, stop teasing her. Your President Huo is also the epitome of a devoted wife,” Song Shiyu said to Luo Bufei. “Go home now. Don’t sit in front of the computer all day. Remember to get up and move around.”

Luo Bufei grinned like a child who’d just received a piece of candy. She leaned over to whisper in Song Shiyu’s ear. Song Shiyu’s jade-like ear flushed visibly crimson. She nodded, shooting Luo Bufei a bashful, reproachful glance.

As they shook hands, Luo Bufei’s fingertips lingered in Song Shiyu’s palm, tracing circles until Song Shiyu gently pushed her away. “Go home and get some sleep.”

Ruan Nianning, sharp-eyed, watched the scene silently, amused and intrigued. Who would have imagined that the aloof Song Shiyu, the icy beauty revered by her fans as a celestial sister, would openly flirt with her “little wife” in public?

“Xiao Luo,” Ruan Nianning called out to her, “don’t blame me for being repetitive, but you mustn’t discuss the business plan you proposed to President Huo with anyone. Otherwise, it would be considered a breach of Huo Corporation’s trade secrets, and you’d have to pay ten times the value in damages.”

Earlier, Huo Jianan had had her lawyer send Luo Bufei a document to sign and paid her ten million yuan as a deposit for their strategic partnership, effectively securing the rights to the original female lead from the novel.

Since her parents’ death, all of Luo Bufei’s expenses had been covered by Song Shiyu. Suddenly receiving such a large sum of money left her ecstatic, almost to the point of worshiping President Huo as her benefactor.

Ten times ten million yuan was one hundred million yuan.

The moment Luo Bufei heard the potential penalty, she paled. “I don’t have that kind of money to pay.”

“You might not, but Sister Song does. The question is whether it’s enough to cover the damages.”

Luo Bufei’s face turned ashen. “I won’t say it. I won’t tell anyone.”

“That’s more like it. When you become CEO, with your high salary and stock dividends, you can take Sister Song on a world tour.”

Luo Bufei’s eyes lit up with stars, her face full of anticipation. “Thank you, Sister Ning. Thank you, President Huo.” She lowered her head, smiling as if remembering something pleasant, and walked away.

Song Shiyu scolded, “You’re scaring her again.”

“I’m just teasing her a little,” Ruan Nianning replied, barely suppressing a laugh. “Sister Song, are you getting protective of your little Alpha?”

Song Shiyu, both exasperated and helpless, retorted, “You just finished teasing her, and now you’re teasing me? It seems I’ll have to complain to President Huo at your company. I’ll tell him your ‘socialite wife’ is extorting money under the Huo Corporation’s name.”

“Extorting money? I’m actually helping Xiao Luo earn big money and giving her a chance at immense fortune. Sister Song, this little one of yours is quite well-behaved. You said she’s a friend’s daughter and you’ve been looking after her for five years. Not too difficult to handle, huh?”

“Don’t be deceived by her surface,” Song Shiyu warned. “She’s incredibly rebellious. For the past two years, she’s been constantly defying the Young Boss. She drove me to the point of humiliation. It’s only now, with her university graduation, that she’s finally grown up and started listening to me.”

Ruan Nianning stifled a laugh, thinking to herself, You two only got married this year. Of course she listens to you now.

Song Shiyu observed her best friend. Ever since she’d taken a few days off and disappeared, she seemed completely transformed—more cheerful, visibly relaxed, with a noticeable lightness in her demeanor.

“The Lunar New Year is coming up,” Ruan Nianning whispered, tugging at Song Shiyu’s sleeve. “Do you think the production team will give us time off? Should we ask the director?”

Song Shiyu’s expression remained calm, a fleeting smile playing on her lips. “No need to ask. If there’s no break, we’ll stay and focus on filming. If there is, we’ll all go home.”

Ruan Nianning asked, “Won’t you miss celebrating the New Year with Little Luo?”

Song Shiyu replied calmly, “She visits the set every day, including during the New Year. We’ll celebrate together here, which is perfect.”

Ruan Nianning fell silent, silently thinking that it would be awkward for Huo Jianan to visit the set. During the New Year, Jianan would undoubtedly be at home with her grandmother. Moreover, with Min Jiru pregnant and Meng Xien still recovering from her injuries, the Huo family would be even busier and more bustling than usual this year.

Does that mean I’ll be spending the New Year alone?

Song Shiyu seemed to read her thoughts. “Nianning, don’t worry. President Huo can’t fly over to keep you company, but we’ll all ring in the New Year together on the set. It’s sure to be lively. I heard they’re allowing fireworks here this year, so we’ll all get to set them off together.”

Ruan Nianning forced a dry smile. “Are you sure we shouldn’t ask? The production might actually give us time off.”

Song Shiyu shook her head. “We’re just managing to keep up with the schedule. They might even want to use the holiday to catch up and squeeze more time for post-production.”

Ruan Nianning sighed dejectedly.

And just like that, our seven-day vacation is over. No more chances to tease Jianan, and no more chances to cuddle with her.

“Alright, alright, seeing you so upset, I won’t tease you anymore. Your President Huo called me ages ago, offering to sponsor a luxurious European tour for Fei Fei and me during the Spring Festival. I told him I couldn’t accept such a generous gift without earning it, but he insisted that if the lead actress took time off during the holiday season, the entire crew would have to take time off anyway.

Only then did I realize that President Huo was worried you’d be too embarrassed to ask for time off yourself. He had me request the leave so you could go home for the Spring Festival. What could I possibly say to refuse his kindness?”

I’m fine with it, but Fei Fei is over the moon. She’s been busy packing our luggage for the European trip these past few days.”

Song Shiyu patted her best friend’s shoulder. “Happy now? The Director has already approved my leave request, and the crew is getting time off for the Spring Festival. So, you don’t need to ask him. Just go back to Changbin, throw yourself into President Huo’s arms, and enjoy the holiday.”

Ruan Nianning beamed with delight. No wonder Huo Jianan was so confident—she’d pulled this off! That crafty little thing!

“Who said I’d throw myself into her arms? Just wait until I get back—I’ll teach her a lesson for not telling me the truth!”

“You say one thing but mean another. You’re secretly thrilled,” Song Shiyu said with a smile. “Please thank President Huo from our family.”

“Sister Song, you’re being unreasonable! You teased me earlier and still won’t tell me what happened sooner.”

“Weren’t you teasing Fei Fei just now?”

Ruan Nianning: …

Holding a grudge? How come I only realized today that Film Empress Song is such a protective wife?

It was New Year’s Eve, and the Huo family residence, inside and out, had been thoroughly cleaned and decorated with festive ornaments.

Min Jiru had been discharged from the hospital a few days earlier. Learning she had differentiated into an Omega and was pregnant with a baby brought her immense joy, making her smile even more radiant like a porcelain doll. She replaced Meng Xien, who was recovering, and became the family’s primary focus of care.

Huo Jianan’s therapy session was moved to the morning today. As soon as it ended, she rushed to the airport to pick up her guest.

A private jet touched down on the runway and taxied to the apron. Moments later, the cabin door opened, and Ruan Nianning stepped out onto the boarding stairs. Her eyes immediately locked onto Huo Jianan, who was waiting on the apron.

Wrapped in a coat that accentuated her slender figure, Ruan Nianning’s fair, dewy skin glowed. Her bright, dark eyes met Jianan’s gaze, and the corners of her lips curved into a tender smile, filled with affection.

Ruan Nianning’s heart felt like a pair of deer antlers clashing against each other. Like a graceful fawn, she hurried down the gangway, eager to reunite with her Jianan.

Huo Jianan rolled her wheelchair forward to meet her, smiling. “Welcome home, Wife.”

“Mm, home,” Ruan Nianning replied, instinctively lowering herself into her own wheelchair to speak at eye level with Huo Jianan. A radiant smile spread across her face like liquid light.

Huo Jianan tilted her head back slightly, catching the light that belonged solely to her.

The driver and Xiaoman unloaded the luggage, then climbed into the car.

With the flight mission complete, the flight attendants were off duty. Among them was a pretty temp who had filled in for the shift.

“Wow! That was Young Miss Huo from the Huo Family who came to pick her up, right? She’s got such poise!”

“Yeah, she’s gorgeous! Even though she’s in a wheelchair, her beauty is undeniable—and she’s the heiress to the Huo Corporation!”

“Exactly! Changbin’s most prominent aristocratic family! No wonder she could marry Ruan Nianning!”

“I just got Ruan Nianning’s autograph! She’s so nice! Both beautiful and kind-hearted—what kind of person could ever win her hand?”

“Didn’t Young Miss Huo just snag her for her family?”

“I’m so jealous! That’s Ruan Nianning we’re talking about! I wish I could marry her too!”

The group laughed. “Snap out of it! Keep dreaming—maybe in your next life!”

Grandmother was still at the company. The board included both veterans who had fought alongside Grand Elder Huo since their youth and later recruits who followed Xu Weiyi into the Huo Corporation. The New Year’s Eve afternoon tea for the board was an annual tradition, so Grandmother wouldn’t be returning early. Sister Meng, now upgraded to Mommy, was naturally staying in her room, devoting herself to caring for her wife with utmost tenderness.

Huo Jianan wasn’t worried about being disturbed by her and Nianning at this moment.

After Xiaoman and Housekeeper He finished putting away the items and left, Ruan Nianning threw herself onto Huo Jianan’s lap, cupped her face, and tilted her head up to kiss her.

She had wanted to kiss Huo Jianan in the car earlier.

Even Ruan Nianning found it strange. Deep down, she wasn’t clingy; she disliked both clinging to others and being clung to. She had no particular fondness for intimacy, even assuming she was asexual.

But with Huo Jianan, she loved to press herself against her, cling to her, inhale her unique sun-kissed scent, and hold her, kissing her, teasing her, and bullying her without restraint. She wanted to be with her every moment, never parting.

The familiar scent of tuberose, mingled with the soft, moist sensation of Nianning’s lips, washed over her, boldly seductive.

Huo Jianan wrapped her arms around Nianning’s waist, lowered her head, and captured the soft sweetness in her mouth, kissing her Omega passionately.

No words were needed. Their initially awkward kisses quickly became fluid and effortless, like a fish finding water. Tongues intertwined, rubbing against each other, indulging in unrestrained pleasure as they released the pent-up longing and desire from days of separation.

The sounds of their passionate kisses were soft and rhythmic, rising and falling as their pink lips pressed tightly together. Ruan Nianning wrapped her arms around Huo Jianan’s neck, tightening her grip until both women were breathless and had to pull apart slightly.

Huo Jianan’s voice was husky with breathlessness. “Wife, your coat is a little scratchy.”

Ruan Nianning smiled, shrugged off her coat, tossed it onto the carpet, and once again wrapped her arms around Huo Jianan’s neck. A scorching intensity flickered in her narrow eyes.

A blush crept across Huo Jianan’s face, the crimson hue against her winter-pale skin creating a tender, peach-like radiance. Unable to resist, Ruan Nianning bit down on Huo Jianan’s cheek.

Huo Jianan winced in pain. “Wife, stop biting!”

How could Ruan Nianning resist such a tempting morsel? She continued biting, heedless of Huo Jianan’s protests.

Huo Jianan pleaded. “Wife, be careful! Don’t ruin my face. I still have to appear at the New Year’s Eve dinner later.”

Ruan Nianning chuckled softly and finally released the tender peach flesh, her gaze drifting downward.

Huo Jianan could only mumble a sound before she was rendered speechless. Ruan Nianning pressed down again, her lips capturing Huo Jianan’s soft, tender ones. Her hands tore ruthlessly at Huo Jianan’s collar, and this time, she kissed a more delectable spot.

Only when Huo Jianan was bullied to the point of tears, her nose flushed red, did Ruan Nianning finally release her, her eyebrows arching slightly, clearly wanting more.

“Jianan, you taste so good,” she purred, her voice sweet, soft, and husky.

Huo Jianan shivered. Fans always called her wife a fairy or goddess, but Jianan firmly believed she was a demon, and she was the Tang Sanzang meat by the demon’s mouth—either to be eaten or to be eaten differently, still ending up as a meal.

“Darling, save some for later. Are you tired from the flight? Want to take a bath and change first?”

Ruan Nianning gave her a coquettish glance. “Want to wash together? You smelled so good earlier.”

Huo Jianan quickly lowered her head to sniff herself, remembering she’d gone to the hospital for treatment and training earlier, sweating profusely and rushing straight to the airport without showering.

Watching Huo Jianan sniff herself like a puppy, Ruan Nianning laughed and nuzzled her neck for another sniff. “Still smells good. I like it.”

Huo Jianan: “……”

I only discovered my wife’s little kink today.

Despite Huo Jianan’s repeated refusals, Ruan Nianning dragged her into the bathroom for a bath together.

“Don’t be difficult, let’s wash together! That way we can get to bed early after the New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.”

“What’s wrong? So reluctant? It’s not like this is the first time I’ve washed you. Are you still afraid to let me see you?”

“If you don’t wash me properly, don’t even think about kissing me!”

“Why aren’t you moving? If you don’t want to undress yourself, I’ll help you.”

Poor, clumsy Huo Jianan could only manage a few weak protests of “No, no…” before Ruan Nianning stripped her bare in seconds.

Huo Jianan: “……”

Help! Is there some kind of curse in the bathroom? My wife turns into a sex fiend the moment she steps in here.

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