After Transmigrating Into The Novel, The White Moonlight And The Female Lead Of The Abusive Romance Got Their Happy Ending - Chapter 11

Wen Tang made no attempt to hide it and opened the message right in front of Shi Nanqiao.

“‘You are my one true love…’” she read aloud, then sneered. “His one and only? Who knows how many ‘one and onlys’ he has?”

The male lead, Fu Xuan, was nearly as famous for being a playboy who drifted from one woman to another as he was for his reputation as the directing world’s “heaven-sent Ziwei Star.”

Wen Tang remembered that a young woman had once been deeply moved by this and said that he could “pass through ten thousand flowers without a single petal clinging to him.”

Although he became entangled with countless women, the only person he truly loved was supposedly the female lead. Even the white moonlight for whom he appeared to harbor such deep devotion was merely someone he obsessed over because he could not have her.

Aside from the fact that Fu Xuan had caused people’s deaths, this was precisely what Wen Tang found most revolting about him.

A playboy was a playboy. There was no need to force some image of unwavering devotion onto him.

If someone genuinely loved another person, how could they bear to cause that person distress?

She did not deliberately explain anything to Shi Nanqiao, but neither did she hide the screen while replying.

Wen Tang’s slender fingers moved swiftly across the phone.

From the corner of her eye, Shi Nanqiao saw the message she was composing:

“Mr. Fu Xuan, this is Wen Tang. I apologize if anything I did before gave you the wrong impression, but I am now telling you clearly: I do not like you, and your pursuit of me has caused me distress. I hope today’s flowers will be the last.”

After sending it, Wen Tang efficiently took a screenshot and blocked him in one smooth sequence.

Pretending to feel regretful, Shi Nanqiao said, “That was quite a lavish suitor. Aren’t you going to reconsider?”

“Reconsider what? I don’t like him. It’s that simple.” Wen Tang’s answer was crisp and decisive.

“But he’s rich—” Shi Nanqiao’s voice rose at the end, like a little fox lightly scratching at her. “I remember doctors don’t earn all that much. That enormous bouquet must have cost six months to a year of your salary, right?”

“I may not be fabulously wealthy, but I have more than enough money to live on.”

“All right~” Shi Nanqiao swayed the rose in her hand, appearing casual. “Dr. Wen is so noble, unlike someone like me, who would bend at the waist for five pecks of rice.”

It was merely a joke, but Wen Tang unexpectedly stopped walking and looked at Shi Nanqiao with a serious expression.

“Ah-Qiao, we’re friends. From now on, whenever you encounter any difficulty, you must remember that you can come to me!”

She did not know whether, in the original novel, Shi Nanqiao had given herself to the male lead in exchange for her mother’s treatment fees because she had no friends willing to help, or whether the male lead had used his influence to force her into having no one else to turn to.

This time, as long as the female lead needed her help, she would never stand by and do nothing!

“All right, I know. Hurry up. I’m hungry.”

…

Across from the emergency department of Huadu University Affiliated Hospital was a parking lot. Along its innermost row stood all kinds of small shops selling food, drinks, daily necessities… anything someone might need in everyday life.

In one corner was a small shop that looked as though it had been there for decades. Perhaps because its signboard was so old, it did not have many customers.

Wen Tang led Shi Nanqiao directly toward it, explaining as they walked, “For some reason, patients and their families rarely eat here. But when I was completing graduate school and residency training, I came here often. A lot of doctors also like to stop by for breakfast after finishing a night shift.”

The moment they pushed open the door, the proprietress looked up, recognized Wen Tang, and smiled.

“Dr. Wen, you haven’t come by in ages. I thought you’d gone somewhere else to work.”

“No. I went abroad on an exchange program and only came back recently.” Wen Tang greeted the proprietress familiarly while pulling Shi Nanqiao over to sit on a stool.

From the outside, the breakfast shop looked shabby and run-down, but the interior was clean and brightly lit.

Shi Nanqiao lightly touched the table and stool with her fingers. There was not the slightest trace of grease.

A glass window separated the kitchen from the dining area, allowing customers to see clearly that the cook wore both a chef’s hat and a mask. Whenever he handled food, he also deliberately put on transparent plastic gloves.

“The usual. Fried dough sticks, sweet soy milk, and one tea egg.” Wen Tang did not even look at the menu before placing her order.

Shi Nanqiao studied the menu posted on the wall for a moment before saying, “Sweet corn, one tea egg, and soy milk. Could I have the soy milk without sugar?”

“Of course. We have freshly made unsweetened soy milk.” The proprietress wrote down their orders and smiled. “Just wait a moment. It’ll be ready soon. Soy milk comes with unlimited refills here, so tell me whenever you want more.”

Shi Nanqiao looked at Wen Tang in confusion.

“Unlimited soy milk refills? Aren’t they afraid of losing money?”

“Many years ago, the owner of this shop suddenly suffered a heart attack at a bus station. A doctor from the affiliated hospital who happened to be on the same bus saved his life. At the time, the laws weren’t very clear, and there had already been cases in which people who rescued others were falsely accused afterward. A lot of people were unwilling to do something that might bring them nothing but trouble.”

“But Ah-Qiao, do you know why those doctors were still willing to help?” Wen Tang looked directly into Shi Nanqiao’s eyes, her gaze intense and sincere.

Shi Nanqiao shook her head.

“I don’t.”

“Because back then, a reporter from your Huadu Television Station repeatedly worked on behalf of the first doctor who had been falsely accused. She helped him contact a lawyer and search for evidence.

“One of the doctors who saved the owner was my senior colleague. I asked him about it later, and he said he believed that even if he were falsely accused, someone like that woman would step forward to help him.

“Later, that host changed careers. She specifically earned a master’s degree in law and resolved to seek justice for everyone who did a good deed only to be falsely accused afterward. If I remember correctly, the related legislation was enacted so quickly largely because of her efforts…”

“So that’s what happened.” Shi Nanqiao seemed moved and was about to say something, but the proprietress interrupted as she brought over their food.

“That’s right. After my husband was saved, we felt that we ought to pass that kindness forward. So we opened this breakfast shop here.

“The soy milk will always have unlimited refills. That way, if someone is genuinely struggling, they can at least drink some warm, sweet soy milk to fill their stomach.”

The proprietress smiled heartily, her movements brisk and efficient.

Wen Tang lifted her soy milk and took a sip. It still had the familiar sweet fragrance from her memories.

She picked up a fried dough stick and soaked it in the soy milk. When she bit into it, the soy-soaked dough somehow perfectly combined contradictory textures and flavors—crisp yet soft, savory yet sweet.

The warmth and energy of the food soothed her empty, cold stomach. She let out a long, satisfied breath before continuing.

“There’s another reason. This is the only breakfast shop that still operates properly after ten in the morning.

“During residency training, we still had to follow the doctors on rounds after finishing a night shift, so we never got off work until after ten. By then, we’d be both exhausted and starving. Being able to eat a simple but steaming-hot breakfast before going home for a comfortable nap was the happiest thing imaginable!”

Shi Nanqiao delicately ate her corn in small bites, occasionally nodding in agreement. She looked like an exceptionally attentive listener.

Wen Tang stopped talking and quietly ate her breakfast.

She had not told the female lead all these things merely because she had nothing better to do.

She simply believed that no matter what kind of relationship Shi Nanqiao eventually had with the male lead, she should at least have a career of her own.

It did not have to be especially grand or important, but it should give her the courage to walk away from a relationship.

“Meow—meow—”

A faint cat’s cry came from somewhere nearby.

Hearing it, Shi Nanqiao immediately raised her head and looked around for the source.

“It’s by the door!”

She picked up her tea egg and used a tissue to absorb the broth on its surface, revealing the yolk inside. She even used her chopsticks to break off a small piece and taste it first.

Then she stood, walked outside, and lured the cat into a corner where it would not obstruct anyone passing by. She placed the egg yolk on the ground.

Wen Tang rose with her and stood straight at the entrance, watching as Shi Nanqiao patiently fed the kitten egg yolk and plain water.

After finishing, Shi Nanqiao turned around and smiled.

“Cats can’t eat food that’s too salty. I tasted it just now, and the yolk of the tea egg wasn’t heavily seasoned, so it should be safe for the kitten.”

Completely lacking any sense of romance, Wen Tang said, “Stray animals aren’t common around hospitals. They can easily carry pathogenic microorganisms, which isn’t good for patients with weakened immune systems.”

“That’s true. Huadu University has a dedicated stray animal association. They communicate with hospital security and take the animals away.”

“You seem to know quite a lot about it.”

A gentle breeze brushed through Shi Nanqiao’s hair. The long strands behind her ears fluttered in the wind, and beneath the sunlight, she looked kind and radiant.

“Yes. I graduated from Huadu University of Media and Communications. Our school’s stray animal association used to exchange information and resources with Huadu University’s association quite often. Even after graduating, I’ve continued doing related volunteer work.”

“I see. I once considered adopting a stray cat, but I was afraid I wouldn’t have enough time to care for it, so nothing ever came of it.”

“Come to me whenever you need help. I’ll definitely find you a healthy little cat.”

Wen Tang smiled and nodded.

“Then it’s a deal.”

“By the way, do you know how to apply as a volunteer at your hospital?” Shi Nanqiao suddenly asked.

Wen Tang frowned and searched her memories. After a long while, she finally found the relevant information buried deep inside them.

“There’s a club at Huadu University Medical School specifically responsible for it. Since volunteering used to add points to students’ comprehensive evaluations, the positions were apparently quite competitive. I’m not sure how it works now, but I can ask one of the interns for you.”

Shi Nanqiao did not refuse.

“Then I’ll have to trouble you. I’ll treat you to dinner another day.”

“It’s nothing. Just a small favor. May I ask why you want to volunteer at the hospital?”

“Because what you said just now gave me an idea…” Shi Nanqiao’s eyes shone brightly. “When you only look at something from one perspective, your conclusions will inevitably be biased. So I’ve decided to try viewing the hospital and its doctors from the patient’s perspective.”

Wen Tang’s eyes lit up, and she praised her.

“That’s a great idea.”

As expected of the female lead. It was obvious that she genuinely had talent in this field.

Viewing the hospital from a patient’s perspective was not a novel concept, but on this program, every member of the production team, Wen Tang included, had allowed their thinking to be restricted by the interview subject of “doctors.”

Having the host approach the topic from both the doctor’s and the patient’s perspectives and combining the two when asking questions was an excellent idea.

After finishing breakfast and saying goodbye to the proprietress, Shi Nanqiao took out a sun hat and put it on.

“Then I’ll head back first. I’ll probably come disturb you again before Sunday.”

“It would be my pleasure.”