Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 19

Ruan Tang blinked her dewy eyes, looking timid and uncertain.

So that’s what this was about?

That’s why Zhou Yi had acted that way with her. Why Qi Feng had done those strange things…

She’d almost fallen for it.

This world is terrifying, wu wu.

Shen Zhu saw that his warning had finally gotten through. Pleased, he gently patted the top of her head.

“Good girl, don’t be scared. Men are all bad news. From now on, don’t trust them so easily, and don’t get too close either—got it?”

Ruan Tang nodded solemnly.

Then, with no hesitation, she turned around and shoved Shen Zhu right out the door.

“But you’re a man too, Shen Zhu-gege! So I can’t get too close to you either!”

Shen Zhu stood there, stunned in the doorway.

“…”

“Thank you for the warning, Shen Zhu-gege! I’ll be more careful now! Bye-bye!”

With a cheerful wave, Ruan Tang slammed the door shut.

Outside the door, Shen Zhu: “???”

Downstairs.

A sleek black sports car idled quietly in the shadows.

Lu Jie, who had spent the entire day searching for Ruan Tang, arrived the moment he received the news. His sources had told him she’d gone home with Shen Zhu.

He’d floored the gas pedal the whole way here, face dark and stormy.

But the moment he spotted Shen Zhu leaving her building, he finally exhaled a breath of relief.

Then he called her.

“Hm? Lu Jie-gege?”

The soft, melodious voice that came through the phone calmed the storm inside him.

“Little dummy. Let someone lead you off again, huh?”

Ruan Tang mumbled something in a pouty tone, as if grumbling—but it was so adorable it made his heart melt.

Leaning against the side of his car, Lu Jie tilted his head, gazing up at the faint glow of Ruan Tang’s apartment light. A gentle smile played on his lips.

“Be good. I have something to tell you. Come to the school auditorium tomorrow at ten.”

Ruan Tang’s voice perked up in excitement.
“Are you going to respond to my confession?!”

Lu Jie didn’t give a straight answer. He simply pressed a soft kiss to the phone.

You’re mine, Tangtang.

I won’t let anyone take you from me.

After Lu Jie drove off, another low-profile black luxury sedan remained parked across from Ruan Tang’s building.

Inside sat Zhou Yi.

The Zhou family didn’t have as robust an intelligence network as the Lu family, so he’d made the smarter move—following Lu Jie.

Once he confirmed that Ruan Tang was home safe, he finally relaxed.

But he didn’t call. He didn’t want to disturb her. He only sent a message:

“I’m sorry about today… I lost control. I’ll apologize properly tomorrow. Goodnight, Tangtang.”

Ruan Tang didn’t reply.

So Zhou Yi just stood there, quietly watching the light in her window.

His tall figure was swallowed by the moonlight.

Thirty minutes later, his phone vibrated.

A single reply from Ruan Tang:
“Goodnight.”

Zhou Yi let out a bitter laugh, his legs numb from standing. He turned stiffly and made his way back to his car before slowly driving away.

The next day.

T University’s anniversary celebration.

At ten o’clock sharp, Ruan Tang arrived at the auditorium—just in time to see Lu Jie walking up onto the stage. He picked up the microphone at center stage.

He wore a crisp, formal white suit, looking like a prince straight out of a fairytale.

His charming, seductive eyes swept over the crowd, and the girls in the audience practically swooned.

They screamed his name until their voices cracked, the entire scene resembling a full-blown concert.

Lu Jie’s gaze was cool and detached, his long, narrow eyes scanning the sea of faces without pausing for any of them.

But the moment he spotted Ruan Tang walking through the entrance in the back row, his eyes lit up.

A smile broke across his face, warm and radiant, softening his striking features and making them glow with unmistakable brilliance.

The crowd’s screaming reached a fever pitch.

“A song I wrote myself—‘Love Song.’ It’s for a girl.”

His magnetic voice echoed through the auditorium.

He could sing, too. A rich, slightly husky tone laced with deep tenderness and emotion—utterly captivating.

The girl standing beside Ruan Tang actually started crying.

The auditorium was awash in screams and confessions.

“Lu Jie, I love you!!!”

Ruan Tang was startled by the crowd’s intensity. She blinked, dazed, and turned to ask the system.

【Didn’t Lu Jie say he had something to tell me? Why did he just bring me here to listen to a song?】

The system hesitated.

【Tangtang… there’s something I’m not sure I should say.】

Ruan Tang cheekily replied:
【Then don’t.】

The system sighed.

This silly little host of his… Did she even hear the lyrics?

—I love you, but I can’t say it. If I do, I’ll scare you away.

Even a bystander like him could tell—Lu Jie had guessed Ruan Tang’s true identity.

He hadn’t responded to her confession because he didn’t want to lose her.

Sigh. That’s real devotion.

But this kind of devotion was clearly wasted.

Watching Ruan Tang glance left and right, not even paying attention to the lyrics, the system let out a heavy sigh.

Looks like this mission’s going to fail too.

When the song ended, the thunderous cheers nearly blew the roof off.

In the front row, under the crowd’s urging and teasing, a girl stepped onto the stage holding a bouquet of fresh, blood-red roses.

Blushing furiously, she handed them to Lu Jie.

“Lu Jie-senpai, I… I’ve liked you for a long time. Will you be my boyfriend?”

Cheers and whistles erupted from the crowd.

Next to Ruan Tang, a group of girls were gossiping excitedly.

“Isn’t that the campus belle from the art department? Damn, bold move! Lu Jie-senpai’s turned down so many girls since he started here—none of them ever caught his eye!”

“Well, the campus belle’s got some clout. Maybe she’s got a shot?”

Apparently, that’s what the campus belle thought too.

After all, she’d always been the one boys chased after. She had no respect for guys who fawned over her. In her eyes, only campus kings like Zhou Yi and Lu Jie were worthy.

But it was obvious now—Zhou Yi had fallen for Ruan Tang. And she thought his taste was terrible.

What was so special about Ruan Tang anyway? Clearly, Zhou Yi had gone blind.

Not like Lu Jie. He didn’t even respond to Ruan Tang’s confession.

Clearly, he could see that Ruan Tang wasn’t anything special. They must share the same discerning taste. He’d accept her confession for sure!

Only… that reply never came.

Lu Jie walked right past her as if she were invisible, stepping off the stage.

The campus belle stiffened. Refusing to give up, she blocked his path again.

Then snatched the microphone and gripped it tightly, shouting into it with a voice that rang across the entire hall.

“Lu Jie-senpai, I like you!”

Lu Jie didn’t even glance at her. His eyes were locked onto Ruan Tang, who was fidgeting in the last row.

His voice was cold and utterly indifferent.

“Oh. Noted. I don’t like you. Now move.”