Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 31

Leng Li popped a cherry into her mouth and savored the sweet-and-sour burst of flavor with a satisfied hum.

Then, she snapped her fingers.

It was as if some kind of spell had been cast—her long silver hair gradually shortened to just above her ears, her soft features sharpened, and her curvaceous figure slimmed and lengthened into a leaner, more androgynous build.

A moment later, standing in the same spot was a tall, slender youth with cropped silver hair, lively features, and a striking handsomeness.

Leng Hao stood nearby, expression chilly as he looked at his sibling—who, technically, now qualified as his younger brother.

“Brother, you’ll have the cutest little sister-in-law in no time.”

The boy cocked his head, grinning with arrogant flair.

Leng Hao’s face darkened, thunderclouds gathering in his eyes—but just as he opened his mouth to speak, the bathroom door eased open a crack.

From inside came Ruan Tang’s soft, sugary voice:
“A-Li, can you bring me a nightgown?”

Leng Li’s eyes lit up, and her cool, lilting voice rang out with a teasing sweetness:
“Sure~ I’ll bring it right over!”

She headed cheerfully toward the wardrobe—only to be yanked back by the collar.

Behind her, Leng Hao’s voice came low and tense, gritted with exasperation:
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Did you forget what gender you are right now?!”

Leng Li blinked at him in confusion.
“I’m just bringing her a nightgown. It’s not like I’m getting in the shower with her…”

Leng Hao groaned and pressed his fingers to his temples.
“That’s not the point! Men and women shouldn’t be so casually intimate—it’s completely improper!”

Leng Li raised an eyebrow and smiled, all bright-eyed defiance.
“Brother, aren’t you being a bit too controlling? Or… are you jealous?”

She shrugged, her grin dazzling and smug.
“Can’t help it. She calls me by name, not you.”

Leng Hao’s temples throbbed with barely contained fury.

Useless little brat. He’s completely unmanageable now.

Inside the bathroom, Ruan Tang had grown impatient waiting for the gown. She finally stepped out wrapped in just a towel, figuring she’d grab it herself.

But the moment she emerged, she caught Leng Hao mid-scolding and rushed over to intervene.

“Hey! Quit yelling at A-Li!”

She moved too fast—and accidentally stepped on the trailing edge of her towel. Her balance tipped, and she tumbled forward—

—straight into someone’s arms.

The towel slipped off.

Her mind went blank.

Leng Li only saw a flash of motion before a soft, warm body suddenly crashed into his arms.

The scent of her body wash, sweet and floral, mixed with the natural fragrance of her skin. Her freshly bathed skin was still damp, soft and smooth to the touch—so delicate it felt like a single breath might bruise her.

His heart nearly burst out of his chest.

Leng Hao froze as well.

Right in the center of his view was Ruan Tang’s snow-white back, her delicate, narrow waist… and—

His usually cool, composed golden eyes trembled uncontrollably.

He was the first to react. In a flash, he stepped forward, yanked Ruan Tang into his own embrace, and spun them around. Snatching up a robe from a nearby chair, he wrapped it tightly around her exposed body, covering every inch of bare skin.

Then he looked up and glared at his idiot younger brother—who was still standing there, arms outstretched in the same position, clearly stunned, a dreamy look still plastered across his face.

“What are you waiting for?! Go get the nightgown!”

Leng Li snapped back to reality, his cheeks flushing red. Flustered, he turned and bolted for the closet.

Leng Hao tightened his grip around Ruan Tang, holding her close as if to fuse her into his own body.

His voice came out hoarse, tinged with jealousy—and something darker, harder to name.

“You that eager to throw yourself at my brother?”

Ruan Tang was mortified. She buried her face into Leng Hao’s chest, utterly humiliated.

“I-it wasn’t on purpose! I just tripped… W-wait, did you say… ‘brother’?”

She blinked.

“Tangtang, here’s your nightgown!”

A tall, lean youth stood at the door, holding a lacy, sheer slip. His fair face was still flushed, and his bright eyes were locked on the girl wrapped in the oversized robe.

He stared at her with an intensity that made it feel like he could see through the fabric—straight into her soul.

Ruan Tang was stunned.

“Y-you’re… A-Li?”

Leng Li took her stunned expression as a sign of amazement. Chin raised, he beamed with pride.

“Well? Aren’t I ridiculously handsome like this?”

Ruan Tang: “……”

Handsome or not, it was definitely ridiculous.

Explosively ridiculous.

Ruan Tang’s vision went dark.

…

She looked utterly devastated. Without a word, she turned and locked herself in her room, refusing to come out.

Leng Hao went to knock on the door, but all he got was her soft, teary voice from the other side:

“Leave me alone… I just want to be by myself for a while.”

It tugged at the heart like nothing else—sweet and pitiful in equal measure.

Leng Li, too, was crushed. He stood in front of the mirror, yanking on his short silver hair in dismay.

“Am I not good-looking? Why’d Tangtang freak out and go full shutdown mode after seeing me?!”

Leng Hao shot him a death glare.
“Serves you right for pulling that stunt.”

“Oh, please! It’s not like I did it for fun. It’s because of that bastard fiancé of hers who came out of nowhere!”

Just thinking about what had happened earlier made Leng Li grit his teeth in fury. He could barely stop himself from imagining a dozen ways to tear that scumbag limb from limb.

“And you! You’re just gonna let it go?!”

Leng Hao didn’t answer. But the image that flashed in his mind still made his expression go cold.

That man—Lu Chengzhou—had held Ruan Tang so gently, cradling her soft body like a priceless treasure, pressing a tender kiss between her brows.

The memory was seared into Leng Hao’s vision like a brand.

In that moment, he’d genuinely wanted to kill Lu Chengzhou.

“She doesn’t like him,” he said suddenly, his voice low. “That engagement… it was forced.”

It was unclear whether he was trying to convince his brother or just reassure himself.

But Leng Li wasn’t buying it.

“You said it yourself—merfolk and humans don’t belong to the same world. We can’t be with them. So if that’s true, then that bastard actually has a better chance at being with Tangtang than either of us.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Leng Hao’s gaze turned glacial.

“Not a chance.”

He turned sharply to face his brother.

“She agreed to Lu Chengzhou’s proposal… for my sake.”

“She has feelings for me.”

His tone was absolute.

Leng Li’s brows furrowed sharply.

But then, after a moment, he seemed to remember something—and a delighted smile spread across his face.

“You poor fool. You’re just a stand-in. Tangtang’s real feelings? They’re for me.”

He pointed to himself, beaming.

“She told me so herself—she’s always liked me. She said she’s living this life… just for me!”

Okay, technically, Ruan Tang had never said the words “I like you” out loud…
But if you rounded up and averaged the emotional signals, it basically amounted to the same thing!

At least, that’s what Leng Li told himself.

Leng Hao’s expression soured. His lips curled in a sneer.

“Still such a delusional dreamer.”

Leng Li bristled.

“You don’t believe me? Just wait. As soon as Tangtang comes out, I’ll prove it to you!”

Leng Hao didn’t believe a word.

Ruan Tang had risked everything to save him—and she was the one who kept insisting they sleep together. How could she not have feelings for him?

If anyone was the substitute here, it had to be Leng Li.

Overestimating yourself again, as usual.

—

Meanwhile, inside the locked bedroom, Ruan Tang had no clue about the argument raging outside.

She was facing a much bigger problem of her own.

Not long ago, she’d learned the core mission of this world:
As the female lead’s best friend, she was supposed to protect her and help her get together with the male lead.

But now… the male lead hadn’t even shown up yet—

—and the female lead had already changed genders.

Wasn’t this mission basically ruined?!

【System, quick question. Totally hypothetical. Would it still count if I made the male lead fall for the female lead after he turned into a guy? Like… you know… brothers falling in love is kinda trendy these days.】
(t/n: “掰弯” is slang for “turning someone gay” or shifting someone’s orientation, often used jokingly in online communities to refer to same-gender romantic pairings. “兄弟情” or “brotherhood romance” is a popular genre in danmei and fanfiction, often implying close male-male emotional bonds that may evolve into romance.)