My Online Girlfriend Has a Twin Sister - Chapter 201 133: Invincible Ningning Baby

“Whose husband is Chen Yuan?”
“He’s Ningning Baby’s husband.”
“And does Ningning Baby like her husband?”
“You… I do, alright? Stop asking, I…”
Jiang Ning’s voice was barely a whisper, laced with a tremor, and she couldn’t manage another word.
The conversation was so childish it was dizzying.
Yet it made her feel incredibly happy and delighted.
All her worries were forgotten, leaving only the cloying sweetness and wonderful bliss of a new romance.
Being called “husband” for the first time, Chen Yuan felt all the blood rush to his head. His mind was reeling, and he could barely think straight.
The shier Jiang Ning became and the more she tried to resist, the more excited he got.
Chen Yuan’s hand was roaming over her long legs. As he was happily enjoying himself, it suddenly slid toward the top of her thigh.
“What do you think you’re doing…” Jiang Ning whined playfully.
“It’s nothing. Weren’t you injured back at Landa University? I’m just checking to see if it’s gotten any better.”
“Injured?” Jiang Ning froze for a second before quickly reacting. “Don’t you dare grope me. I’m not letting you check…”
She forcefully held down the hem of her skirt and shot Chen Yuan a glare.
Chen Yuan blinked and decided to give up.
He was a little confused, though. ‘Why didn’t I feel a scar?’
‘Could it be that the light was too dim and I was searching in the wrong spot?’
‘That was definitely a possibility.’
Chen Yuan mulled over it in silence. In any case, Jiang Ning was now on high alert and refused to let his hands wander again. Each of them was lost in their own thoughts.
They talked and talked until their stomachs started to RUMBLE with hunger.
A glance at the time showed it was already 8:30 PM!
…
The WHIR of a hairdryer echoed as a bedside lamp cast a soft glow in the dim room.
Outside, the towering hotel was illuminated by strips of orange light. The view of the city at night was quite beautiful, and the hotel’s coconut tree logo glowed a shimmering green.
Chen Yuan lay comfortably under the covers. He and Jiang Ning had gone out for another round of junk food, but afterward, they were in no mood for any more fun.
The busy day was over; now, all he wanted was to get some proper rest.
Jiang Ning had gone to take a shower. An hour had passed since she’d stepped into the bathroom, and the sound of the hairdryer meant she was finally drying her hair. It was a sign that she’d be coming to bed soon.
Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment but decided he couldn’t put it off any longer.
He opened Green Bubble and sent a message to Jiang Zhengfeng.
He asked his dad if he knew any good psychiatrists. He couldn’t just stand by and watch Jiang Ning keep changing so erratically—one moment she was Ningning, the next she was Yaoyao.
Over the past few days, he had also secretly researched this type of mental illness.
What the doctors said online was terrifying.
They said her condition was already quite severe and could lead to hallucinations. People with these symptoms were often tormented for their entire lives. A diagnosis usually meant a lifetime of medication to control it.
But the medication couldn’t cure the illness; it could only stabilize the condition.
However, psychiatric drugs could severely affect a person’s well-being, reducing appetite, causing toxicity to build up in the body, disrupting sleep, and even causing irreversible organ damage.
The more Chen Yuan read, the more terrified he became.
His heart ached for Jiang Ning, but right now, he was powerless to help her and had no idea where to even start. His only option was to rely on Jiang Zhengfeng’s connections.
‘She’s his future daughter-in-law, after all!’
After sending the message, Chen Yuan lowered his eyes, a wave of sadness washing over him.
To be honest, seeing Jiang Ning cry today had hit him hard. It stirred up a host of new and inexplicable feelings, and suddenly, he wasn’t so optimistic about their future anymore.
Falling in love isn’t easy. Then again, sticking with anything in this world is hard.
You’re always bound to run into obstacles.
Those lucky elderly couples who make it to the end, the ones with gray hair who still hold hands while grocery shopping or walking the dog—perhaps they’ve endured nearly a century’s worth of sorrow.
The phrase “growing old together” is a beautiful concept in Huaxian culture, an ideal countless people dream of achieving with their partners.
But when that beautiful, abstract concept materializes into the day-to-day grind—the endless passage of time, the mundane chores, the constant quarrels over differing opinions, and the bad moods that spring up for no reason at all… it suddenly doesn’t seem so beautiful anymore.
Suddenly, Chen Yuan felt an urgent desire to grow up…
It was a feeling he had almost never experienced before.
He wanted to hurry up and become a responsible man, not just an immature boy. Maybe then he could give Ningning the sense of security she needed, and she wouldn’t have to cry like she did today.
Every boy has a few such moments in his life.
Chen Yuan had just put his phone down when a reply came in. Jiang Zhengfeng must have seen his son’s message while at work because he responded almost immediately.
“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”
“No, a friend of mine seems to have an illness like this,” Chen Yuan explained.
As soon as he sent that, Jiang Zhengfeng seemed to relax, and the speed of his replies slowed.
“A close friend?”
“Yeah, very close.”
“Alright, I’ll ask around for you. If it’s not urgent, I’ll get back to you tomorrow.”
Jiang Zhengfeng’s words were sincere. He even said he’d get back to him by tomorrow if it wasn’t urgent.
‘Which means if I said it *was* urgent, he’d start asking around tonight, wouldn’t he?’
Reading his father’s words, Chen Yuan was touched. He typed back, “Thanks, Dad.”
A smiley face emoji popped up in response almost instantly…
The smile looked a little passive-aggressive, but Chen Yuan knew his dad didn’t mean it like that. For him, a smile was just a smile.
After their chat, he turned off his phone screen.
He thought to himself, ‘Maybe I should use my dad’s help to really start learning things. I can’t just be some harmless, run-of-the-mill college student anymore.’


