Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 15

Lu Jie forced himself to stay calm.

—Tangtang’s mission target is me.

As long as the mission remains incomplete, she’ll stay by my side.

No matter how intense things got with Zhou Yi, it was all in the past.

Even so, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, veins bulging with strain.

…

“Zhou Yi-gege, let go of me—Zhou—”

Zhou Yi dragged Ruan Tang into an unused, empty classroom, spun around, and pinned her firmly against the wall.

He looked down at the girl, whose cheeks were flushed with panic.

“What did you just call me?”

Ruan Tang shrank back instinctively, only to bump into the cold, unyielding wall behind her.

She shivered, lifting her long lashes.

“Zhou Yi-gege… what’s wrong with you?”

Zhou Yi’s narrow eyes were cold and unreadable, locked tightly on her.

He leaned in close to her ear, voice low and hoarse.
“So I’m just your gege?”

Ruan Tang’s delicate hands pressed nervously against his chest as she turned her face away in a panic.

“T-Too close…”

She could smell his scent now.

A cool, clean floral fragrance—like a lotus blooming on a snow-capped peak.

Zhou Yi’s expression twisted. Her resistance only spurred him on. His eyes reddened with ferocity.

He suddenly bent down and caught her earlobe in his mouth.

Bit down—hard.

Ruan Tang cried out softly, her knees going weak as she nearly collapsed.

Zhou Yi’s rage shifted in an instant, replaced by something darker. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, yanking her tightly into his chest.

“What do you call me?”

His voice rasped with hunger.

Ruan Tang trembled, her breath catching. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Zhou Yi… gege?”

Zhou Yi’s lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile. He eased back slightly, though his hand stayed firmly at her waist.

“Tangtang, I won’t ask why you were chasing after those other guys.”

“But from now on, you’re not allowed to leave my side.”

“Do you hear me?”

Ruan Tang’s eyes brimmed red. She bit her lip and forced herself to speak, voice soft and trembling.

“I—I don’t want to.”

Zhou Yi’s gaze darkened.

He let go of her.

Just as Ruan Tang breathed a sigh of relief—

Click.

Zhou Yi turned and locked the door.

Ruan Tang jolted like a frightened rabbit and backed away.

Her lower back bumped against a desk.

“Zhou Yi-gege… why did you lock the door?”

Zhou Yi didn’t respond.

Instead, he slowly reached up and unfastened the top button of his shirt.

Then impatiently yanked open his collar.

His collarbones—elegant and sharply defined—came into view.

He swept his fringe back with a flick of his hand, revealing his fierce, striking features.

The way he looked at Ruan Tang now was like a predator stalking its prey.

“What do you think I’m going to do?”

Ruan Tang’s hands curled tightly into the hem of her pleated skirt.

“I—I don’t know…”

Zhou Yi closed the distance, step by step.

“Of course you don’t. You never know anything.”

The cold, aloof campus prince of T University now wore a twisted, dangerously obsessive expression.

“You don’t know how much I like you. So much I’m losing my mind.”

“You liked me first. So why’d you throw me away to chase those other men?”

“Why won’t you say you like me? Why did you confess to all of them—but leave me with nothing but that love letter, reading it over and over like an idiot—”

He pulled a crumpled letter from his pocket.

Raised it to his lips. Kissed it.

“I’ve practically memorized it, Tangtang. Did you know that?”

Ruan Tang shook her head in terror.

Something was wrong with Zhou Yi…

“D-Don’t come any closer…”

She tried to back away, but stumbled over a chair and fell backward.

Zhou Yi reached out with long arms to catch her, but instead of helping her up, he leaned over her.

Ruan Tang felt herself lifted into the air and then gently placed atop a desk.

Zhou Yi held her waist, lowered his head to her ear, and let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh.

“Didn’t you say you liked me? So what are you afraid of?”

“Or are you scared I’m not crazy enough?”

Ruan Tang shook her head frantically, tears spilling from her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

She didn’t understand how he’d ended up like this.

Was it her fault?

Did she do this to him? Was this… all because of her?

【It’s not your fault, Tangtang!】

The system shouted in her mind, desperate to reassure her. 【You silly girl, stop overthinking! I’m calling for help right now!】

【Wuwuwu, you’re the best, Tongtong!】

Ruan Tang burst into tears again.

Her long lashes were soaked. Crystalline tears slid down her delicate cheeks, over her collarbone, vanishing beneath her neckline.

Zhou Yi’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His eyes turned darker, murkier.

All he’d wanted was to scare her a little. Just a harmless “punishment” to stop her from flirting with anyone else.

But now—

He was the one being punished.

He forced himself to look away, though his breath came fast and uneven.

The sound of Ruan Tang quietly crying cut straight through him.

Zhou Yi sighed heavily, then finally murmured in a hoarse voice, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t do anything to you.”

He gently wiped her tears and kissed them off his fingertips.

She tasted just like he remembered.

Just then—

BANG!

The locked classroom door was kicked open.

A wild-looking, dangerously handsome boy stood in the doorway. The moment he saw what was happening, his eyes turned bloodshot with fury.

“You fucking dare—!”

Qi Feng stormed inside, grabbed Zhou Yi, and without a word threw a punch at his face.

Zhou Yi stumbled back, falling to the floor. The blow left a purple bruise spreading across his cheekbone.

His expression turned venomous.
“You again, Qi Feng!”

This was the man who stole Ruan Tang away from him.

Rage ignited in Zhou Yi’s chest like wildfire. He lunged at Qi Feng like a beast, and the two began to brawl.

A chair was flung against the wall, shattering.

A jagged piece of wood slashed across Ruan Tang’s thigh.

She cried out in pain.

Both boys froze.

When they saw the streak of red on her pale leg, panic flashed through their eyes.

Qi Feng kicked Zhou Yi aside and rushed to Ruan Tang’s side, scooping her into his arms.

“Don’t be scared, Tangtang. I’ll take you to get treated.”

Ruan Tang blinked.

She wasn’t scared. It was just a scratch—it’d be fine tomorrow.

“Y-You can put me down now…”

Qi Feng ignored her completely, carrying her straight out the door.

But they hadn’t gone far when a cold voice rang out behind them.

“Put her down, you bastard!”

Lu Jie had been unable to sit still and finally went looking for Ruan Tang.

What he hadn’t expected was to find her in this situation.

The sight before him sent jealousy crashing through his veins.

The soft light in Lu Jie’s eyes vanished, replaced by a biting chill.

He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to charge forward—but a group of people suddenly emerged and blocked his way.

Zhou Yi, who had just run out after them, was also stopped in his tracks.

“Hold them back.”

Qi Feng’s voice was cold and absolute.

His underlings bowed their heads respectfully.
“Got it, Qi-ge!”