Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 8

At that moment, outside the library on the small plaza—

A crowd had already gathered, drawn by the commotion.

Normally, Zhou Yi would’ve left immediately.

He hated crowds the most.

But today was different. Just thinking about how Ruan Tang would soon confess to him in front of everyone had him in such a good mood that he didn’t mind any of it.

“Tsk tsk, your smile’s about to fly off into outer space.”

Lu Jie, sitting beside him, muttered sarcastically.

Zhou Yi frowned.

“Aren’t you leaving?”

Lu Jie remained lounging on the bench, long legs crossed, arms stretched out lazily across the backrest as he tilted his head back to gaze at the sky.

His profile was strikingly handsome and carefree, but there was a trace of quiet melancholy in his voice.

“What, I’m not allowed to watch the show?”

Zhou Yi narrowed his cold eyes.

“So long as you keep your mouth shut, I don’t care.”

Lu Jie gave a bitter, self-mocking smile.

“What would I even say?”

He had no right to say anything.

He just wanted one last look at Ruan Tang. After today, she would be his friend’s girl.

He wouldn’t be able to look at her so freely anymore.

Lu Jie’s heart was full of bitterness.

Just then, the crowd stirred.

The onlookers instinctively parted, making way for someone approaching through the center.

A tall, defiant young man with sharp, striking features strode in confidently.

His face was expressionless, gaze indifferent—yet something about him sent a shiver through the crowd.

“W-What’s happening?! Why is the campus tyrant here?!”

“Oh my god, he’s so hot!”

“The three most handsome guys at T University are all here now! It’s like the whole plaza is glowing!”

“What the hell is going on? My gossip senses are on fire!”

“Wait, don’t tell me the tyrant’s in love with the school heartthrob?! Is he here to fight for him?!”

“Holy crap—is this a love triangle showdown?! I love it!”

Amidst the murmuring chaos, Qi Feng walked straight up to Zhou Yi.

He gave him a cold once-over from head to toe.

Tch.

Not bad-looking, sure. But delicate and weak. Could someone like this really protect Tangtang?

She’d be better off with him. He was hotter anyway.

Having hyped himself up, Qi Feng finally spoke.

“You?”

His tone was dripping with disdain.

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes. “What do you want?”

Qi Feng casually rolled up his sleeves, revealing strong, muscular arms. The silver chain around his neck caught the light with a glint of menace.

His lips curled into a cocky, defiant smile.

“Let’s fight.”

Lu Jie stood up and stepped beside Zhou Yi. The usual levity in his expression faded as he frowned at Qi Feng.

“Who even are you? Why’re you picking a fight with Zhou Yi?”

Qi Feng raised an eyebrow, completely unbothered.

“I don’t like his face.”

Zhou Yi met his gaze calmly. “If you’ve got business, pick another day.”

He had training in sanda, but he disliked violence and rarely showed his skills.

To him, Qi Feng was just another brainless, muscle-headed thug. Nothing to worry about.

There was something far more important happening today—he didn’t have time to waste on scum like this.

Qi Feng’s smile deepened, laced with mockery.

“Oh? You scared?”

Zhou Yi stayed composed, completely unshaken.

“Next week, you pick the time.”

“Who said we’re scheduling? I’m here to inform you.”

Qi Feng’s irritation only grew.

Just the thought that Ruan Tang might’ve been charmed by this cold, aloof, untouchable act of Zhou Yi’s was enough to light a fire under his skin.

Clicking his tongue in frustration, he sneered—

“We’re fighting, like it or not!”

He raised his fist, preparing to strike Zhou Yi square in the face.

But just then, a soft little hand grabbed his arm tightly.

Qi Feng froze at the warm, delicate touch, a sweet fragrance surrounding him like cotton candy.

His mind went blank.

He turned, stunned.

And there she was—his little soft Tang. Standing on tiptoe, arms wrapped tightly around his.

Her misty peach blossom eyes were wide with urgency, lips slightly parted, as if she had so much to say.

Qi Feng’s heart exploded in his chest. His ears flushed bright red.

“Ruan Tang?!”

But then it hit him—Ruan Tang had come here to confess to Zhou Yi.

His face paled instantly. The look he gave her was now laced with pain.

Beside him, Lu Jie was staring at Ruan Tang too, as if trying to carve her face into memory.

Only Zhou Yi had joy written all over his sharp features, a pleased smile forming at the corners of his lips.

Ruan Tang really had chosen him! She was willing to stand up to the school tyrant just to protect him—

Three gorgeous young men, each with their own distinct aura, all had their eyes locked on one girl.

The crowd was completely stunned.

“Wait, what’s going on? Is this a love square?!”

“Square? Looks like it’s all one-sided crushes, hah!”

“T University’s top three male gods… all like Ruan Tang?!”

“Ugh, same, I like her too. Who wouldn’t love a dumb, adorable beauty? She’s wifey material!”

But Ruan Tang, at the center of all this attention, was blissfully unaware.

She blinked her big eyes and asked sweetly—

“I finally found you! What’re you doing here?”

Zhou Yi’s smile deepened as he answered gently:

“This is the Lovers’ Plaza at T University. They say that any confession made here is bound to succeed.”

Ruan Tang blinked at him, surprised.

“Huh? There’s a place like that?”

Zhou Yi gazed into her round, deer-like eyes, his smile growing fonder.

“Yeah. I waited here on purpose, just so I could—”

Before he could finish, Ruan Tang grabbed Qi Feng’s hand and started pulling him away from the plaza.

“Sorry, let’s go somewhere else. This place has bad vibes!”

Qi Feng was dumbfounded.

Zhou Yi froze.

Lu Jie was stunned.

Everyone else was just as confused:
“???”

What the hell?! Did the dumb beauty grab the wrong guy?

And… how was the Lovers’ Plaza unlucky? Weren’t confessions supposed to succeed here?

The tall, rebellious school tyrant let the petite, adorable Ruan Tang drag him out of the plaza without a word.

She wasn’t about to walk farther than she had to—so as soon as they were down the steps, she stopped.

Raising her long lashes, she looked up at the still-dazed Qi Feng and smiled brightly.

“Qi Feng! I like you!”