novelraw Chapter 200: Put On a White Wedding Dress and Marry Him
Chapter 200: Put On a White Wedding Dress and Marry Him
The cozy, luxurious private room was abuzz with laughter as the group, exhausted from singing, gathered around the coffee table.
While munching on fresh fruit, they decided to open a game.
Yao Lingling was particularly excited. “We’re missing one. I have a super-skilled college classmate online who specializes in jungle. Let me invite them and see if they join!”
“I already invited Zhang Sihang, but he didn’t come,” Li Shumin muttered. “I think he’s tired of losing because of us.”
“You still have the nerve to say that?” Zhang Jiahong teased. “You’re the weakest one here! Running faster than anyone during team fights even when you’re playing Cai Wenji. Total noob!”
“As if you’re any better! You two eternal diamond-level freeloaders!”
“Still better than you, a platinum-level rookie!”
Tang Song chuckled at the banter while glancing at a notification at the top of his screen.
Zhuang Zhuang, are you going to act like a high school girl again with that innocent facade?
Tang Song looked up and suggested, “Should I invite a friend?”Yao Lingling hesitated, her face reddening slightly. “Uh… I’m afraid we’ll ruin the game for them. Maybe we should just stick to casual matches?”
The three girls were the type to play for fun, often picking the same few heroes and fumbling their way through matches. It was one thing to mess around with friends but embarrassing to do so with strangers.
Before Tang Song could reply, another notification popped up on his phone.
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[171 Innocent High School Girl (Wen Ruan): Invite me! Let’s play together~]
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“It’s fine,” Tang Song said after some thought, clicking the invite button.
Wen Ruan, he thought, was a stellar friend—optimistic, independent, carefree, and broad-minded.
Seconds later, “171 Innocent High School Girl” joined the game room.
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“Senior, is this your friend?”
“If I mess up, please don’t scold me!”
“Senior, maybe we should stick to casual matches…”
The girls’ chatter filled the room, their voices captured through Tang Song’s mic.
Soon, a message appeared in the game’s chat:
[171 Innocent High School Girl: Start the game, it’s just for fun!]
Tang Song smiled. “Let’s play then.”
Wen Ruan was using her diamond-ranked smurf account, which wouldn’t pair them against high-level players.
“Alright, starting the match!”
The queue was quick, and they entered the hero selection phase. Suddenly, “171 Innocent High School Girl” turned on her mic. For more chapters visit novel(ꜰ)ire.net
A sweet, delicate loli voice came through their phones: “Miss Yao Yao Ling on first pick, could you grab Luna for me? Thanks!”
Tang Song froze, his expression twisting in disbelief. Seriously? She turned on a voice changer?
Although her tone was drastically altered, Tang Song could still detect Wen Ruan’s familiar cadence beneath the loli veneer.
Lingling was quick to respond, “Sure thing!” She immediately locked in Luna for her.
Li Shumin gasped. “Wow, you play Luna? That’s such a flashy hero! Want me to pick Yao to support you?”
“That’d be great, thank you!” The sweet voice replied cheerfully before shifting tones. “Tang Song-gege, are these your juniors?”
The moment he heard her call him “gege,” Tang Song’s lips twitched. It was oddly satisfying but also incredibly strange coming from Wen Ruan.
He replied, smiling, “Yes, my juniors from Yancheng University of Technology. They’re all studying fashion design.”
“Wow, that’s amazing. So artistic!”
The three girls quickly exchanged polite introductions with her while Tang Song selected Dharmakaya.
Once the game started, Wen Ruan, still in her loli voice, teased, “Tang Song-gege is spending his Saturday night playing games with pretty juniors. So jealous! You never play with me anymore. Boohoo~”
Her words brought the private room to a sudden, deafening silence.
All three girls turned to stare at Tang Song.
“Wen Ruan,” Tang Song said, his tone resigned, “can you just talk normally?”
This side of her—a shameless flirt—was a first for him. Given her quick wit, if he didn’t put a stop to it, who knew what wild things she’d say next?
Hearing him call her “Zhuang Zhuang,” “171 Innocent High School Girl” let out a soft gasp before abruptly muting her mic.
Li Shumin blinked in confusion. “Senior, is your friend really called Zhuang Zhuang? She sounds like a loli… is she a chubby little girl?”
The phrase “chubby little girl” was so absurdly off the mark that Tang Song burst into laughter, clutching his stomach as he doubled over.
Lingling and Jiahong couldn’t help but giggle as well, covering their mouths to stifle their laughter.
Their amusement was short-lived as a game notification popped up:
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[Luna has quit the game.]
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Only the in-game background music remained.
“Uh… uh…”
Shumin looked sheepish. “I think I upset her…”
Lingling blushed. “Sorry, Senior. We’re used to joking around during games and didn’t mean any harm. We’ll be more careful.”
“No worries,” Tang Song replied, typing out a quick message on WeChat:
[Tang Song: Wen Ruan-jie, you’re not really mad, are you?]
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Back in the game, the AI-controlled Luna left their team at a clear disadvantage. Despite Tang Song’s improved mechanics—thanks to the [Heartthrob’s Hand Cream]—their team struggled.
Amid frantic cries of “Help!” and “Requesting backup!” their base quickly fell apart.
Suddenly, another notification appeared:
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[Luna has reconnected.]
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“She’s back online!”
“Yes! Let’s turn this around!”
Shumin quickly apologized: “Sorry, Innocent High School Girl, I didn’t mean it. I’ll give you shields!”
A calm, mature voice replaced the loli one: “Hehe, no worries. That was my younger sister Zhuang Zhuang playing earlier. I’m Wen Ruan, Tang Song’s friend. Just call me Wen Ruan-jie.”
The voice was low and sultry, laced with a magnetic quality that exuded maturity and wisdom. Her tone alone captivated the girls, making her seem like a poised and elegant older sister.
Tang Song, however, immediately recognized her real voice. Memories of her teasing remarks during their first encounter flooded his mind, bringing an involuntary warmth to his cheeks.
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With Luna back in action, the match became a spectacle of skill. Her seamless combos dazzled everyone as she danced between minions, jungle monsters, and enemy heroes. “Moonfall Combo x10”… “Triple Kill”… “Legendary Streak”… Wen Ruan single-handedly carried the game.
The next match started, and her unparalleled Mirror gameplay left the opposing team surrendering in six minutes.
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By the end of the session, the girls were gushing.
“Wen Ruan-jie, you’re amazing!”
“Thank you so much, goddess!”
Chuckling softly, Wen Ruan yawned. “It’s getting late. Let’s call it a night. Add me as a friend, and I’ll carry you again sometime.”
“Goodnight, Wen Ruan-jie!”
As she logged off, her parting words hung in the air: “Tang Song, you should get some rest too. Bye!”
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Jinxiu New City Apartments.
“Stop! Stop! I won’t do it again!” Zhang Ziqi squealed as Wen Ruan pinned her down and playfully smacked her.
“You called me Zhuang Zhuang—my nickname—in front of Tang Song!” Wen Ruan huffed.
“You got 20,000 yuan from him. Doesn’t that count as rent?” Zhang Ziqi shot back, laughing nervously.
Wen Ruan snorted but eventually let her go, retreating to the bathroom to wash up.
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Later, lying on her side in bed with Zhang Ziqi giving her a shoulder massage, Wen Ruan stared at her phone.
Her thoughts wandered. If only I were as skilled in real life as I am in the game…
She sighed, imagining herself bold and unstoppable—a fearless Sun Wukong to guard her Tang Monk.
But to truly keep Tang Song safe, she thought, she would need more. Not just Wen Ruan—she would need to become a Su Yu-level woman.
Her fantasies drifted to weddings, matches of basketball, and raising children together.
Soon, she drifted into a dream where she wore a pristine white wedding dress, holding a bouquet of flowers as her parents blessed her union with Tang Song.
The scene was a fairytale come to life.