I Really Didn't Want the Long Aotian to Be My Wife [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 2

Within the confines of a small grimy residential building, electrical wires draped in every direction. The corridor was dimly lit, and on the walls were traces of a mysteriously left yellow-green substance, resembling moldy damp patches. A door filled with black trash bags even in this chaotic environment seemed hideously unkempt.

Jian Yuanbai stood quietly at the door with Wei Zhenge, neither of them speaking a word.

Wei Zhenge, upon seeing such a dwelling, didn’t display any hint of disgust or surprise on his face. Even though he was indeed astonished that an outwardly handsome man would live in such an environment, he was not surprised upon remembering who had summoned this man.

After all, appearances could be deceiving.

While waiting for him to fetch the key, Wei Zhenge noticed that Jian Yuanbai’s brow was furrowed, intensifying his already sharp eyes, and giving the impression of a wolf teetering on the edge of anger.

A danger both alluring and filled with wild strength.

Yet once again, Wei Zhenge told himself to stay as far away from this man as possible.

Unaware of his thoughts, Jian Yuanbai, with his hand in his pocket reluctantly gripping the key, murmured, “Am I really going to live in such a place?”

“How filthy. Just how sloppy was the original inhabitant of this place?”

A ruthlessly truthful response from the system drowned out his thoughts: “You will have to live here for now. If you manage to save more money in the future and wish to move out, feel free.”

“Moreover, the body you’re inhabiting at the moment belongs to the original owner. The name Jian Yuanbai is used solely to help you better integrate into this world by making everyone believe that the original owner had always been called Jian Yuanbai.”

What the system didn’t mention was that the ease with which it could modify people’s beliefs was thanks to the original host’s insignificant social standing and not due to the system’s strength.

With a deep sigh, Jian Yuanbai muttered to himself, quite contrary to the system’s statement that he was not using the original host’s body.

Noticing that Jian Yuanbai was hesitant about unlocking the door, Wei Zhenge remarked, “Actually, you didn’t need to bring me to your home.”

“The money that the Wei family entrusted to you, which includes my living expenses and tuition—you give that to me, and I can find my own place to live.”

Wei Zhenge negotiated the terms with him quite calmly: “In this way, you would be free from dealing with bothersome issues and you wouldn’t have to put up with someone you dislike staying at your place.”

Considering that Jian Yuanbai hadn’t unlocked the door and didn’t seem willing to welcome him into his home, Wei Zhenge’s suggestion was apt. It relieved Jian Yuanbai from dealing with the situation without appearing like he was evading the responsibilities that came with the money.

To his surprise, just then, Jian Yuanbai pulled out the key and, while unlocking the door, retorted, “Forget about it,”

He cast an inscrutable glance at Wei Zhenge: “Besides, I quite like you.”

In this plot, Long Aotian, the central character, eventually establishes a successful career and marries three wives, each with varying personalities and appearances—a cute one, a flamboyant one, and a gentle one. All three were hopelessly in love with him.

As a handsome man who doesn’t even have a wife, Jian Yuanbai was indeed curious to know how he managed to accomplish such a feat.

If you said it’s because he’s successful in his career, Jian Yuanbai owns much more than Wei Zhenge.

He wondered if Wei Zhenge would consider teaching him how to get a wife, given their guardian relationship for the past year. He didn’t want much, just a single wife would suffice.

Threatened, the man must have been intimidating him with that look earlier.

Wei Zhenge chuckled inwardly. After all, he was naive to believe that the person the Wei family sent to shame and grind him down would let him go so easily.

In front of the old residential house, the two men each harboring their own thoughts and plans, they hurried in disparate directions like their minds were running in the wind.

The inside of the house seemed a tad better than the pile of garbage bags exuding a strange smell at the door. It wasn’t exactly spotless, but it wasn’t dirty enough to repel one’s steps.

There was a leather sofa that was slightly worn out, a transparent glass coffee table, and a water dispenser adorned with colorful stickers. That was all there was to see in the living room.

Following the system’s instructions, Jian Yuanbai walked to the door of the room inside and turned to Wei Zhenge, saying, “This is where you will be sleeping from now on.”

With that, he opened the door.

Before their eyes was a pile of scattered stones, dusty and muddy. A metal frame bed was placed in the middle, without even a mattress to speak of, just an iron frame.

In the upper right corner of the room was a machine that Wei Zhenge didn’t understand, equipped with sharp blades.

The floor was filled with mud spots, shards of stone, and thick dust.

This place looked like a room filled with junk or a tool shed in the mountains, definitely not like anywhere you’d expect someone to live.

Jian Yuanbai had opened the room door with a backward push, took a glance at Wei Zhenge, and then followed his gaze to see the inside of the room.

He couldn’t help but knit his brows, and said to the system in his heart, “How is anyone supposed to live here?”

The system retorted, “Long Aotian was bound to face some setbacks when he was still underdeveloped. How can’t this place house anyone?”

Jian Yuanbai said to the system, “Tiantian, you’re so heartless.”

‘Huh?‘, followed by a second of response from the system, “Please, don’t call me like that, I am system zero zero zero, you can call me zero zero zero.”

“But you are the system created to assist Long Aotian. If the protagonist isn’t named Long Aotian, it’s up to you to take up the mantle,” Jian Yuanbai said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

System: “Please call me Zero Zero Zero.”

“Okay, Tiantian,” he absentmindedly responded inside his mind, then turned to Wei Zhenge and said, “I’ll take you home to get your belongings.”

Wei Zhenge refused without a second thought, “No need, I will go and fetch them another day.”

Today is a Saturday. Either his “nice brother” was home or the couple was, or even more likely, all of them were there.

To get his luggage, Wei Zhenge planned to take a leave on Monday to fetch it.

Having seen the plot, Jian Yuanbai naturally knew he intended to fetch his luggage on Monday, but in the plot, Wei Zhenge had snuck home to get his luggage and was battered by his father on the pretense of truancy.

If they were to fetch them today, the father would be out looking for his mistress, and Wei Zhenge’s stepmother, Jiang Xuelan would be busy shopping. Chance encounters would be less likely.

But Jian Yuanbai obviously couldn’t give this reason. So he simply said, “How are you going to sleep tonight without any of your things?”

By expressing concern for Wei Zhenge, and averting any awkward encounters at home, by then Wei Zhenge would hopefully share his wife-finding expertise, right?

Jian Yuanbai was delightfully contemplating this. His straightforward and decisive words, paired with a slightly furrowed expression of impatience from the man, made Wei Zhenge’s hand hanging by his side clench slightly.

The look in the man’s eyes as he pushed the door open, did not show the humiliation he had imagined. It was as if he was forcing himself to find other reasons to embarrass him.

“Let’s go.” Wei Zhenge spoke with an indifferent tone.

……

To Jian Yuanbai’s surprise, even though he tried his best to keep Wei Zhenge away from the Wei family, upon their arrival, he still saw the entire Wei family leisurely seated in the living room.

A stern father in a suit with slight wrinkles on his forehead, a privileged lady replete with jewelry and excellent grooming, a youthful and energetic young man. They were sitting on the sofa, jovially conversing, the epitome of a blissful family.

No one knew that the father had driven his previous pregnant wife to death, the privileged lady was a mistress who had managed to rise above her married lover, and the lively young man had been born to them even before their lawful son.

Their laughter faded as Wei Zhenge entered. The hatred and disdain in their eyes were evident. As they stared at Wei Zhenge, their gaze was even more akin to acknowledging family kinship.

Incredibly, Wei Zhenge, the legitimate son from Wei’s father’s first marriage, in that instant seemed like a stranger.

Wei’s father, as the head of the family, was the first to ask, “What are you doing here?”

Wei Zhenge replied, “I came to get my things.”

“Oh, I’ve already asked the maid to pack up your belongings. I was just about to throw them out,” Wei En said, the smile on his face never wavering. “I hope you enjoy staying with your gambling delinquents.”

Wei Zhenge didn’t spare him a glance, he was about to head upstairs.

“Hold it!” Wei’s father put down his newspaper, his reprimand halted Wei Zhenge’s steps. “You don’t greet your father when you come home? You don’t acknowledge your mother and brother?”

“Do you still consider this your home?”

Wei Zhenge felt waves of nausea rolling in his stomach. Knowing the consequence of speaking out, he still couldn’t swallow his resentment, “My mother died a long time ago. After her death, I never considered this place my home again.”

“As for you, living in the Su family’s mansion, after living it up for so long, you really consider this house as yours, don’t you?”

Jian Yuanbai watched from the sideline with vivid interest. The young Wei Zhenge was like a sharp-tongued kitten. When pushed to the limit, he occasionally extended his not-so-sharp claws to strike.

“Slap—” a crisp sound broke the tension, Jian Yuanbai took an automatic step forward.

Jian Yuanbai watched as Wei Zhenge’s clean face quickly reddened. Anger shone in his eyes, “How dare you hit him?”

“I’m his father. It’s natural for a father to discipline his son,” Wei’s father retorted coldly. “Since you don’t consider this your home, forget about your things. Just get out.”

Wei Zhenge turned and walked away, leaving without a backward glance.

“Wait.” Jian Yuanbai called out to him, lifting his chin slightly, “You, call me grandfather.”

Wei Zhenge, with a swollen face, slowly met Jian Yuanbai’s gaze. He didn’t speak, but his eyes conveyed his thoughts loud and clear.

Are you kidding?

Unfazed by Wei Zhenge’s uncooperative attitude, Jian Yuanbai, a six-foot-three tall man, stood in front of Wei’s father, tall enough to look down at him, “I’m technically his guardian. I can act as his grandfather.”

Jian Yuanbai pointed a finger scornfully up at Wei’s father, a display of arrogance, “And that would make me your father.”

The next second, another “Slap—” echoed in the otherwise silent living room. “A father disciplining his son, it’s only nature’s way.”

A stinging pain spread over Wei’s father’s face as he incredulously looked at Jian Yuanbai, “You dare to hit me?”

Everyone in the Wei family turned their gaze towards Jian Yuanbai, even Wei Zhenge, whose anger Jian Yuanbai had vented for, was in no less shock. His surprise was mingled with complex, indescribable emotions.

Before Wei’s father could finish speaking, Jian Yuanbai scooped Wei Zhenge up, hugged him around his waist, turned, and ran. Having experienced this once before, his actions were as fluid as water this time around. His speed was even faster.

The iron gate of the Wei mansion shut in front of them, and security guards in suits gave chase from behind.

Jian Yuanbai sighed, shifted his hold on Wei Zhenge to his shoulder, jumped onto a tree trunk, grabbed a branch with one hand, and flung himself up the tree.

Using the tree several meters away from the iron gate, he made a straight jump.

Wei Zhenge up on his shoulder couldn’t care less about the discomfort in his stomach. His heart skipped a beat reviewing the fact they had just ascended five meters.

They landed safely.

Wei Zhenge, now seated in the backseat of the motorcycle, was still a little dazed, stupefied as he stared at the man’s back before him.

With the whistling wind by his ears, it finally dawned on Wei Zhenge that Jian Yuanbai had indeed slapped Wei’s father.

Wasn’t this man supposed to be at the Wei’s side? Why would he slap Wei’s father?

Was he really not here to humiliate him? Or was this Jiang Yuanbai’s plan to hurl him into deeper trouble? As far as the Wei family’s assets were concerned, Jiang Yuanbai has always regarded them as Wei En’s, and she has relentlessly been trying to remove him entirely from the list of successors.

Although he appreciated Jian Yuanbai standing up for him… he didn’t necessarily want to be indebted to an unexpected savior.

And the man was undeniably a thug, wasn’t he? His speed to hit and run was always first-rate.

Both courageous and cowardly.

Translator Footnotes:

豪門家族 (háomén jiāzú): Refers to a prestigious, wealthy family or ‘noble family’. In Chinese culture, these families are often characterized by their significant influence, power, and extravagant lifestyles.

不俗 (bùsù): Means ‘not ordinary’, often used to describe someone impressive or remarkable. In context, it refers to Jian Yuanbai’s handsome appearance.

人模狗樣的人 (rén mó gǒu yàng de rén): This idiom translates to “a person who behaves like a dog”, implying someone who appears to be respectable but is not very reputable.

你好無情哦 (nǐ hǎo wúqíng ó): This phrase translates to “you’re so heartless”; a lament often used when someone is perceived as indifferent or unsympathetic. Here, Jian Yuanbai uses it to express his frustration with the system’s indifference towards his plight.

逃學 (táo xué): Refers to truancy or the act of skipping school.

整以暇 (zhěng yǐ xiá): An idiom which means ‘completely at ease’ or ‘without panic’ – used here to set the contrasting atmosphere between Jian Yuanbai’s worries for Wei Zhengo and the Wei family’s carefree attitude.

鳩佔鵲巢 (jiū zhàn què cháo): An idiom used to describe someone who takes over the possession of others. Wei Zhengo uses it to refer to his stepmother’s occupation of his family home.

伶牙俐齒 (líng yá lì chǐ): An idiom used to describe a person who is good at speaking and arguing. It puts a vivid picture of Wei Zhengo’s verbal exchanges.

头狠狠的打了一頓 (tóu hěn hěn de dǎle yī dùn): Literally translating to “A severe beating around the head.” Wei’s father does not hesitate to use physical punishment.

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