Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 102

Ruan Tang’s heart leapt with joy.

Lu He’s affection level was only one point away!

Which meant—

She was about to complete the final task of this world, and it would also be the first fully completed mission across all four planes!

Her heart pounded with excitement, her hands trembling as she grabbed Lu He’s collar, wanting to rise on her toes and kiss him.

But behind her came a low, obsessive laugh edged with madness.

“Tangtang, take a guess—if your capture target dies, can your mission still continue?”

Startled, Ruan Tang spun around and hurriedly shielded Lu He.

“Gu Ming, you’re not allowed—”

Before she could finish, her vision blurred. Just a heartbeat ago Gu Ming had been standing several steps away; the next instant, he was right in front of her!

His large hand tilted her delicate chin upward, forcing her lips into a harsh, consuming kiss.

His masculine scent overwhelmed her completely.

The kiss was wild, feverish, draining away every last breath of oxygen.

His hand clamped tightly around her slender waist, as if he wanted to fuse her into his very bones.

Ruan Tang’s eyes widened in shock. Forced to arch her pale neck, her gaze involuntarily shimmered with a faintly seductive flush.

Even the system was stunned.

【Holy crap! Did he just teleport?! Holy crap holy crap—what the hell is he?!】

Gu Ming didn’t have a system, didn’t have any cheats. In this world’s setting, he was supposed to have nothing to do with supernatural powers!

To break free of both character design and world logic—that could only mean his true soul was frighteningly powerful.

And in all the system’s years, this was the first time it had ever seen such a thing.

The other three men’s faces turned stormy. Just as they prepared to rush forward and tear Gu Ming away, a dull gunshot rang out.

Followed by the sickening sound of flesh being pierced.

Ruan Tang squeezed her eyes shut in terror. Something warm splattered across her face, dripping down to her lips.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Ming—covered in blood—standing protectively before her, smiling gently and tenderly.

“I guessed… if the capture target dies, your mission fails. Am I right, my Tangtang?”

Ruan Tang was speechless.

He—he had kissed her while pulling the trigger on himself.

Blood soaked through his white shirt, blooming like a scarlet flower.

His face turned ghostly pale as color drained away, yet the curve of his smile only became more breathtaking.

“Sorry. Even if it’s for a mission, I don’t ever want to see you with another man again.”

He leaned down, brushing away the blood at her lips with a kiss.

“Tangtang, you’re mine. Mine alone.”

His words melted into the thin curtain of rain. Resting his chin against her neck, he closed his eyes quietly, almost like a small creature seeking affection.

【Ding. Third capture target has died. World collapse in progress… initiating forced host extraction program. Countdown: three minutes…】

Ruan Tang was stunned, clutching Gu Ming’s chilling body in confusion, trembling as her lashes fluttered and tears welled in her eyes.

The other three men hurriedly dragged the dead lunatic away, then all crowded nervously around her.

Qi Guang, panicking at her frightened state, repeated over and over:

“Tangtang, don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Chi Zheng softened his voice, gently patting her back.

“That psycho got what he deserved. Don’t cry. Be good, don’t cry, alright?”

Lu He wiped the blood from her clothes, coaxing her in hushed tones.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. I’m here. Nothing will happen to you.”

But none of their comfort could match the system’s single line:

【Tangtang! Don’t be sad. That guy isn’t that easy to kill!】

Ruan Tang’s tears paused.

Her eyes rimmed red, she carefully asked in her heart:

【Really? Brother Gu Ming really isn’t dead?】

The system sighed helplessly.

Foolish Tangtang—tricked, and still worrying whether the one who tricked her was alive.

That teleportation just now was proof enough: Gu Ming was no ordinary person, and definitely not a run-of-the-mill NPC from the plane.

The system had realized it clearly: for a host to possess abilities beyond the current world’s logic, they needed to exchange for them with points.

Yet Gu Ming, as a mere character of this world, with no system and no points, could still use such powers.

The only explanation: it was his own innate ability.

【Really. I can guarantee it. That guy’s true body is definitely some great powerhouse undergoing training. Instead of worrying about him, you’d better worry about yourself.】

At those words, Ruan Tang suddenly remembered—her mission in this world had failed again.

Grief hit her hard.

She began crying even harder.

The three men panicked, all scrambling to comfort her.

Then they suddenly realized—her body was turning transparent.

“Tangtang!!!”

Ruan Tang lifted her tear-filled peach blossom eyes, giving them a faint smile.

Her smile was dazzling, yet shattered their hearts.

“I’m sorry… time’s up. I have to go…”

“Tangtang, don’t go, please, don’t go—”

Qi Guang’s blond hair was soaked by the rain, making him look like an abandoned puppy as his desperate gaze clung to her.

Chi Zheng reached out in panic, trying to catch her hand. But his grasp closed only on fragments of fading light. His pupils constricted sharply.

“Tangtang, where are you going? Are you leaving me again? You can’t go—I won’t allow it!!”

Lu He tried frantically to clutch at the scattering light, his voice trembling, cracking with tears.

“Tangtang!! We just started dating—are you really abandoning me now? Are you really this cruel to me—”

Before he could finish, the sweetly smiling girl completely vanished.

Lu He collapsed to one knee in the rain, helpless and broken.

Qi Guang stared blankly at the empty space where Ruan Tang had just stood, as if his soul had been torn away.

Chi Zheng howled her name, a wild beast’s cry of despair.

“Tangtang—!!”

…

A few days later. In the quick transmigration space.

A tall man in white robes, cold and transcendent, looked into the room.

Ruan Tang was curled up on the sofa, fast asleep.

Wearing a nightdress, her small body was huddled into a ball, her jade-like little feet peeking out adorably, like delicate confections that begged for a bite.

The Lord God watched her silently for a moment before withdrawing his gaze. He turned to the robed youth beside him.

“This is her? The host who failed four missions in a row?”

The youth bristled with emotion.

“Tangtang only failed because of those four clingy—”

Halfway through his outburst, he suddenly realized he was speaking in front of his notoriously strict superior.

He lowered his head quickly, his voice going soft.

“Anyway… it’s not my host’s fault. Lord God, please show mercy… give her another chance.”