Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 78

Clang.

This was the third time Chi Cheng had “accidentally” dropped a tray tonight.

In truth, no one in this private room had ordered food. He had only wanted an excuse to slip in again—just to catch another glimpse of that girl.

Pretending he had the wrong room, he pushed the door open… only to witness this scene. His chest clenched as if gripped by a pair of ruthless hands, each breath edged with pain.

He didn’t even understand why. Clearly, this was his first time meeting Ruan Tang—yet the moment he saw her sweet, delicate smile, it felt as if she had long lived in the very core of his heart.

So when he watched her nod in response to another man’s confession—

—it was like a knife driving into his chest, carving away a raw piece of flesh.

Lu He, too, stared at Ruan Tang in disbelief. His hand clenched into a fist so hard his knuckles blanched.

Gu Ming’s eyes were shot with red. He looked at her in shock, lips parting, but his throat was so dry no words came out.

In sharp contrast to their devastation was Qi Guang’s joy.

The golden-haired youth’s face lit up like a boy at Christmas, his handsome, sunny expression burning with delight.

“Really? You really agreed? My god, am I dreaming?!”

Before anyone could react, he scooped the petite girl straight into his arms. His hold was fierce, as if he would never let go for the rest of his life.

Then, like an overexcited husky, he threw back his head and howled:

“I’ve got a wife!!!!”

Ruan Tang barely reached his chest in height, and being crushed against his solid muscles left her little nose aching. Her eyes welled up instantly.

“Uu… Senior, you’re hugging… too tight…”

She immediately began to regret it. Had she chosen the wrong one?

Senior Lu He looked gentle, but when he wasn’t smiling, his aura was scheming and dangerous—she hadn’t dared get too close.

As for Senior Gu Ming, his brazenly intense stares had only frightened her.

And that cool waiter? He looked fierce and hard to approach.

So she had gone with Qi Guang—the one who seemed the friendliest.

But now…

Wuwuwu… he’s so reckless. And his muscles are so hard.

She had the sinking suspicion he could lift her one-handed without breaking a sweat.

“Sorry, sorry, wife, I was just too happy—”

Qi Guang panicked, loosening his hold. His large hand clumsily but tenderly rubbed the tip of her little red nose.

Bending his tall frame, he looked at her with pitiful eyes, voice full of self-reproach.

“Does it hurt, wife? I’m so sorry, I was too stupid! Next time before I hug you, I’ll ask first. If I hurt you again, you can hit me, okay?”

This six-foot-tall athlete was bowing and apologizing like a meek little husband.

Ruan Tang couldn’t hold back a laugh.

A bright smile curved her lips, the tiny beauty mark by her eye glowing all the more enchanting.

Qi Guang froze, stunned. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap from his chest.

Damn. I’m going to die from happiness.

Meanwhile, the other three young men were being torn apart. Their hearts felt as if they’d been ripped open, pain coursing through them with each beat.

“Since I’ve already found my partner, no need for this mixer anymore! I’m taking my wife with me. Two seniors, you keep searching—bye-bye!”

Qi Guang grabbed Ruan Tang’s small hand and casually waved as he led her out.

Lu He’s brow furrowed, his face growing stormy.

Gu Ming’s crimson gaze locked obsessively on the retreating figures, burning with madness.

“Um… should we… keep the mixer going?”

The student council president wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling.

The girls tried to lighten the mood with forced laughter.

“Of course! We can’t just end after one couple gets together, right? Hahaha…”

“…That one couple—I won’t let it last.”

Gu Ming ground the words out between clenched teeth, then rose and strode away.

Lu He’s polite, distant smile was gone. He stood, face expressionless.

“Sorry, I’m leaving as well.”

And just like that, the mixer the president had struggled so hard to organize fell apart again.

Inside, he howled in despair: What the hell is with these people?!

Chi Cheng returned to the front desk with his tray piled high with shattered glass. His steps were hollow.

His older brother, cigarette dangling from his lips as he greeted guests, froze when he saw him.

Then he exploded: “Kid, how many damn glasses have you smashed tonight?! You think this bar is our family’s private property and you can just waste it?!”

But Chi Cheng only shoved the tray into his brother’s arms and collapsed onto a bar stool like a soulless man.

He cracked open a bottle of hard liquor and drank straight from the neck.

Chi Sheng was shocked, instantly snatching it away.

“Are you crazy? This stuff’s lethal—what are you trying to do, die?!”

Then he noticed the blood dripping between Chi Cheng’s fingers.

Dark red trailed over his pale knuckles, sliding past the silver ring on his hand before dripping onto the bar counter.

Chi Sheng’s face paled.

“What happened? Did a customer give you trouble? No—that can’t be right. Who could possibly beat you?”

After all, his little brother was the school tyrant of S University, trained in sanda and taekwondo, with underground fighting experience to boot.

He had never seen anyone last more than two moves against him.

But Chi Cheng said nothing. He just kept drinking.

His tolerance was high—too high to get drunk easily. That’s why he reached for the strongest liquor.

If he could get drunk, maybe he could forget.

Forget the scene he had just witnessed.

Forget that girl.

Qi Guang walked Ruan Tang all the way to her dormitory.

He stood there, scratching his nose awkwardly, face flushed.

“Wife… can I ask you something? Why me?”

He still felt like he was dreaming.

This sweet, lovely girl had actually chosen him—the fool.

After all, both Gu Ming and Lu He were far more popular at T University. It was obvious they both liked her too.

So why had Tang Tang picked him?

He was happy beyond words, yet a little insecure.

Ruan Tang lifted her gaze quietly, listening to him with obedient patience. Her eyes were beautiful and gentle.

At his question, she tilted her head and smiled.

“Because Senior Qi Guang looks the kindest. Like a little sun. Being with you must mean every day will be happy.”

Qi Guang stared, dazed, dazzled by her smile.

His heart skipped—then raced.

“Really? Really?! Then… do you like me?”

Ruan Tang blinked. She didn’t quite understand what liking really meant.

Qi Guang’s eyes dimmed for a moment, but then his usual cheer returned. He stepped forward, leaned down, and wrapped her into his arms.

“It’s okay if you don’t like me yet. You agreed to date me, and that’s already the happiest thing in the world!”

His smile was radiant, his handsome face glowing with vitality. His voice rang with certainty.

“I’ll make sure you fall in love with me!”