Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 2

Ji Yan’an looked at the breathtakingly beautiful face and instantly made a decision: she couldn’t let such a beauty pick up a boyfriend from the garbage dump! What’s the big deal about saving someone? She, Ji Yan’an, could do it too!

“Daddy…” Ji Yan’an called out, feigning weakness, and instantly drew the attention of everyone present. Smiles appeared on every face; even Song Yi, kneeling on the ground, slightly let out a breath of relief. Only Ji Tong’an, with a forced, insincere smile, pretended to step forward.

Ji Yongning was especially happy, completely abandoning the dignified air of an official. The wrinkles on his face bunched together as he cautiously sat by Ji Yan’an’s bedside: “Yan’an is awake. Do you feel any discomfort?” Being a rough man, he could only manage these few inquiries. Ji’s mother was overjoyed, tears streaming down her face. Gripping Ji Yan’an’s hand, she added: “Yan’an must be hungry. Mother will go instruct the kitchen to make some delicious food for Yan’an!”

These repeated inquiries and expressions of care momentarily disoriented Ji Yan’an. A sharp, sour feeling welled up in her nose. Before she transmigrated, she was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage, inherently independent, and had never experienced such parental warmth.

“Why are you crying…” Just then, Song Yi, who was usually quiet, suddenly spoke, surprising everyone for a moment.

“Exactly, Big Sister, why are you crying! Was it that wretch Song Yi who pushed Sister down, and Sister is still upset?” Ji Tong’an finally managed to interject, quickly attempting to divert the conflict toward Song Yi.

Ji Tong’an’s words clearly ignited Ji Yongning’s anger. He immediately stood up and glared at Song Yi: “How dare you even ask! Today is Yan’an’s birthday, yet you tried to harm her! I ask you, why did you harm my manor’s legitimate eldest daughter!”

Song Yi sneered and did not offer any defense for herself, even though she had watched with her own eyes as Ji Tong’an pushed Ji Yan’an down…

Before Song Yi could defend herself, Ji Yan’an became anxious. Disregarding the cold on her body, she quickly sat up, tugged at Ji Yongning’s gold-embroidered sleeve, and pouted affectionately: “Daddy… Song Yi clearly saved your daughter; how did it become that she harmed your daughter?”

With just a few words, she reversed the situation. Ji Yongning’s gaze now fell upon Song Yi’s wet clothes, which she hadn’t had time to change. If this girl truly intended to kill Ji Yan’an, why would she bother saving her? Ji Yongning, an old hand in officialdom, narrowed his eyes, flicked his long sleeve, and left without saying anything more.

“Big Sister!” Seeing Ji Yongning walk away, Ji Tong’an was so angry she nearly rushed over to choke Ji Yan’an. Everything had been planned: if Ji Yan’an died, she could simply blame Song Yi, killing two birds with one stone. Even if she couldn’t kill Ji Yan’an, she could still torment Song Yi until she wished she were dead. No matter what, she wouldn’t lose out in this situation, so how had it turned out like this?!

“Your Big Sister has just woken up. I don’t think you should continue to disturb her here. Come with me to the small kitchen to see what kind of soup we should simmer for Yan’an’s nourishment.” Ji’s mother regained her authority, interrupting Ji Tong’an as soon as she cried out.

After speaking, she didn’t wait for Ji Tong’an’s agreement. She gently instructed Ji Yan’an to rest well, then led Ji Tong’an and the large group of maids out of the bedroom.

Now, only the curious Ji Yan’an and Song Yi, who was still kneeling, remained in the entire bedroom.

Song Yi’s hair was still wet, clinging to the side of her beautiful face, perfectly outlining her facial contours. Ji Yan’an couldn’t help but gulp.

“Why are you crying?” Song Yi repeated the question, this time looking directly into Ji Yan’an’s eyes.

Only then did Ji Yan’an realize that tears had already been swimming in her eyes, yet she hadn’t noticed it herself.

“I… I just feel tragic,” Ji Yan’an replied, not flustered, but rather a little melancholic.

Song Yi didn’t speak, so Ji Yan’an continued: “I know Ji Tong’an pushed me down, but I don’t want to expose her. The back courtyard is only so big. We’re sisters, yet I never imagined it would be her who pushed me down, but you who saved me.”

The first thing Ji Yan’an discovered after transmigrating was that she was in the water, nearly drowning. The original Ji Yan’an indeed perished during this drowning incident.

Death was too heavy a topic, making Ji Yan’an feel cold all over whenever she mentioned it. She had already found the situation tragic when she was reading the novel.

Song Yi seemed touched. She finally changed her expression and gave a slightly bitter smile: “Even you find it tragic.” For some reason, the conversation between the two suddenly lost the obstruction of their identities and various other things, like old friends chatting intimately after a long separation.

Remembering Song Yi’s status as the female lead, Ji Yan’an didn’t dare continue the conversation. She hurriedly wiped away her tears and flashed her canine teeth in a smile to coax Song Yi: “Don’t kneel anymore, get up quickly. Your clothes are still wet; take my clothes and change so you don’t catch a cold.”

Song Yi remained kneeling on the ground, with no intention of getting up or taking Ji Yan’an’s clothes to change into. Ji Yan’an’s pretty little eyebrows furrowed. She didn’t quite understand what this meant.

“Why…”

“I don’t have the right to wear your clothes…”

Song Yi’s words were like a wake-up call to Ji Yan’an. Regarding the original owner, she had once gotten angry and fussed at Song Yi just because she wore silk clothes similar to her own, and she even forbade the kitchen from sending dinner to Song Yi.

Ji Yan’an practically put a hand to her forehead. With this kind of temper, how did she become the scumbag male lead’s “white moonlight”? Could it be the legendary “birds of a feather flock together”?

Since Song Yi wouldn’t change, Ji Yan’an didn’t press the issue. After all, her current persona was still that of the spoiled young lady, and she couldn’t completely transform right after transmigrating. After silently sighing, Ji Yan’an called for Jinxi and instructed: “Jinxi, take Miss Song back to her bedroom, serve her with hot water for a bath, and make sure she doesn’t catch a cold.”

The string of instructions stunned Jinxi, but she dared not disobey. Yet, at the moment of stepping out the door, she felt a bit perplexed: “Didn’t the eldest young lady hate this Song Yi the most? Why is she so concerned about her this time?”

She mumbled a few private thoughts but didn’t dare to be rude to Song Yi anymore, courteously leading her away.

Ji Yan’an watched the two gradually walk away from the window, finally letting out a sigh of relief. She finally had time to sort out the plot.

“Now that I’ve transmigrated, the ‘white moonlight’ didn’t die, but Ji Tong’an could strike again at any time. Since I’ve already protected Song Yi in front of everyone, I absolutely can’t let the beautiful Song pick up a boyfriend from the garbage dump…” Ji Yan’an could guarantee she hadn’t racked her brains this much even during her college entrance exam. “To survive, I must cling to the female lead’s thigh; for the female lead, I must wholeheartedly resist the scumbag male lead!!”

Ji Yan’an set these two guiding principles for her transmigration journey and nodded repeatedly in affirmation.

“I’ve long heard that Ji Tong’an is an ultimate ‘green tea’ schemer. I want to see what tricks she can pull off in front of me, someone who holds the script!” Ji Yan’an sat on the couch with her hands on her hips, her triumph evident.