Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 9

“Jianan, don’t drink too much water before bed. Frequent trips to the bathroom will keep you awake,” Ruan Nianning cooed softly. She took Jianan’s cup, placed it on the table, and helped Huo Jianan lie down, tucking her in.

At this moment, Ruan Nianning is quite the devoted wife, Huo Jianan thought. Too bad it’s all an act.

The two women lay on opposite sides of the bed, each inching as far as possible from the other, leaving enough space between them to accommodate a 200-pound man.

Huo Jianan struggled to fall asleep. Partly because she was accustomed to staying up late, and partly because her paralyzed legs made even turning over difficult. After lying still for too long, her back muscles stiffened, and her entire body ached.

I can’t imagine how the original owner of this body endured this for four years, she thought.

She quietly attempted to turn, but her legs were useless. Relying solely on her upper body strength, she strained to shift positions. After several failed attempts, she realized her posture was wrong, and she couldn’t manage to turn.

Noticing the movement beside her, Ruan Nianning spoke in the darkness, “Jianan, do you want to turn? I’ll help you.”

“Mm-hmm,” Huo Jianan replied, slightly out of breath. “I’d like to lie on my side for a while.”

Ruan Nianning helped her turn. Relieved to be in a more comfortable position, Huo Jianan sighed, “Thank you.”

Now, she was facing away from Ruan Nianning.

Feeling that facing away from someone might be impolite, Huo Jianan suggested, “Wife, are you asleep? Why don’t we chat?”

Hearing this, Ruan Nianning, who had been lying with her eyes closed, thinking about something, opened her eyes. “Sure. What do you want to talk about?”

“Hmm…” Huo Jianan pondered for a moment before asking, “When you were ten years old, did you ever think about what kind of life you wanted to have in the future?”

Ruan Nianning was a bit surprised by the question, her gaze drifting to the ceiling. At ten years old, she had already been living in a cramped, rundown rental apartment with her mother. Her father was often absent, and the neighbors were mostly idle men. Whenever her mother took her in and out of the apartment, they would see these men lounging in the narrow, filthy stairwell, shirtless with loose-fitting shorts hanging loosely around their waists. They would stare at them with lecherous, predatory grins, their gazes roaming unabashedly.

She was terrified—frightened by their wolf-like stares, frightened of walking up those dirty, cramped stairs. She hated this new home. But she knew there was no money left. Her father’s business had failed, leaving them deeply in debt. They could never return to their old, beautiful little house.

“At that time, I wished that when I grew up, I’d earn a lot of money, buy a beautiful house with wide, bright windows, and live in a neighborhood filled with trees and flowers, kept neat and clean. I imagined neighbors who were all very polite, and when we ran into each other while walking our dogs, we’d exchange cheerful greetings.”

She didn’t say that her real wish was to move in with her mother and grandmother.

“Hmm, that’s wonderful. Much more ambitious than I was at your age,” Huo Jianan said, remembering how she used to dance around in delight when she got perfect scores on exams, never even considering what she wanted to do when she grew up or what kind of life she wanted to live.

Ruan Nianning asked, “What about you? What did you imagine your future would be like when you were little?”

“Me?” Huo Jianan tucked her chin into her blanket and laughed. “I didn’t have any specific ideas. I just wanted to do well on exams to make my family happy, and I wanted to grow up quickly so I wouldn’t have to take exams anymore. Oh, and back then, a meal at KFC was a little pricey for me. My wildest dream was to be able to eat KFC as much as I wanted when I grew up—whenever I wanted, however I wanted.”

Ruan Nianning’s lips curved into a smile. “You must have achieved that now.”

“Mmm, it’s true. I’ve achieved KFC freedom,” Huo Jianan said with a smile. Her salary was more than enough to eat at KFC every day, and since she was now the heiress of a wealthy family, that was even more effortless.

“Wife, have you ever thought about what kind of life you want in the future?” Huo Jianan asked.

Ruan Nianning’s gaze turned cold. “I haven’t thought about the future.”

Ever since her mother’s tragic death, she had resolved to seek revenge. Those seeking vengeance have no future.

“Then imagine this: if you could do anything you want, what would you hope to do?”

Ruan Nianning’s gaze flickered, a ripple stirring the icy depths of her eyes. This time, she pondered for a long while. If she could complete her revenge and escape unscathed, she would leave the Huo family and Changbin forever, moving to a place where no one knew her. There, she would meet a person she truly loved, and together they would live in a beautiful house. They would have a lovely daughter, and the three of them would live happily ever after.

Huo Jianan, waiting for a response, secretly mustered her strength. After several attempts, she finally managed to turn herself over, lying flat on her back.

“Wife, what are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” Ruan Nianning replied coolly. “Just daydreaming.”

In that moment, she felt for the first time that her future held no expectations, no hope.

Under the quilt, one of her hands was held by the other, warmth spreading across her palm.

Huo Jianan must have shifted back to lying flat at some point. Clutching her hand, she said earnestly, “Wife, I’ll do everything in my power to help you achieve any good wish you have.”

Ruan Nianning was taken aback. After a long pause, she replied coldly, “Thank you.”

That night, Ruan Nianning tossed and turned in bed. Her mind churned through memories of childhood happiness, the devastating fall after her family’s upheaval, her father’s escape, her mother’s hardships, and, finally, her mother’s brutal death.

She would never forgive Huo Zhujun! Never forgive her despicable actions!

A wave of icy hatred surged through Ruan Nianning’s heart. Huo Zhujun, Xu Weiyi… you both deserve to die!

Feeling her hand still held by the daughter of her enemy, Ruan Nianning tried to pull away in disgust. To her surprise, Huo Jianan, asleep, gripped her hand even tighter.

“Be good now, don’t fuss, just sleep,” she murmured, her voice soft and infinitely patient, like someone soothing a child or a pet.

Ruan Nianning froze. It had been years since anyone had spoken to her like that.

After mumbling those words, the woman fell silent, her breathing even as she drifted into sleep.

Ruan Nianning turned to look at Huo Jianan. Her eyes were tightly shut, her features relaxed, half her chin tucked beneath the quilt, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Her clear, innocent face radiated the pure joy of youth.

Ruan Nianning stared at that face—the face of the wealthy wife she would soon share a bed with, the woman she would lie beside night after night. Though not the person she loved, she was the one she had longed for—the daughter of her enemy.

The thought of sharing a bed with the enemy’s daughter, enduring the discomfort and pretending affection, made Ruan Nianning want to destroy the Huo family now, kill Xu Weiyi, and expose Huo Zhujun’s despicable deeds to the world.

Ruan Nianning closed her eyes and turned away, refusing to look at the enemy’s daughter.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Ruan Nianning suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at Huo Jianan again.

Today, Huo Jianan was uncharacteristically quiet and gentle. Ruan Nianning could sense a profound, inner peace emanating from her.

A frown crept across Ruan Nianning’s brow as unease stirred within her. She couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong, but Huo Jianan seemed… different.

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