Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 85

Ruan Tang instinctively glanced at her phone.

She had just sent the breakup message and immediately put it on silent.

Now, when she lit up the screen, she froze in shock—there were endless missed calls and an overwhelming number of unread messages.

Before she could even process it, the phone rang again.

Chi Cheng saw it too, his gaze complicated, hovering somewhere between bitterness and schadenfreude.

He probed cautiously:

“Did you two fight?”

Ruan Tang shook her head.

Chi Cheng lowered his eyes in disappointment. “…I see.”

Alright, maybe feeling secretly pleased wasn’t the most noble reaction. He should probably be sent to kneel in repentance. Guilty as charged.

But then, the girl beside him spoke in that soft, delicate voice:

“Not a fight. A breakup.”

At first, Chi Cheng answered without even thinking, hollow as a puppet:

“Oh, a breakup, huh…”

Then, as if struck by lightning, he jerked upright, staring at her in delighted disbelief:

“Wait—you broke up?!”

Ruan Tang nodded obediently, not looking sad at all.

Chi Cheng’s heart soared.

Of course! How could Tangtang ever fall for that pretty-boy? It must have been a moment of temporary insanity!

Breaking up was the best! Today was his personal holiday—worthy of history books! A day for the ages!

He was just about to seize the momentum and confess to her when—

A piercing shout split the night.

“Wife!!!”

Instantly, a violent glint surged in Chi Cheng’s eyes.

Wife? Whose wife, huh? You can’t just throw that word around! That kind of mistake could cost you dearly.

For example—getting beaten half to death.

His fists clenched tight.

Qi Guang had sprinted the whole way over, golden hair mussed by the wind, sweat beading on his forehead. His handsome face was tight with anxiety.

The moment his eyes landed on Ruan Tang standing with Chi Cheng, he froze.

And then his expression darkened sharply.

It took everything in him not to immediately smash his fist into Chi Cheng’s cocky face.

“Wife, I know I was wrong. Come home with me, okay? Let’s just talk, please?”

Ruan Tang didn’t dare look at him.

Uneasy, she shrank back a little—only to bump against a solid chest.

The next second, Chi Cheng’s powerful arm snaked around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

His posture radiated fierce possession as he held her close, then lifted his chin with a challenging glare at Qi Guang.

“Brother, you’re out of date now. Time to change how you address her, got it?”

Qi Guang snapped. He lunged forward, grabbed Chi Cheng by the collar, and drew his fist back.

“Stop it!”

Ruan Tang still didn’t meet his gaze.

Her trembling lashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, making her look heartbreakingly kissable.

“Qi Guang-gege, we’re not right for each other… so I’m sorry. I want to break up.”

Hearing the words fall from her own lips was like having salt ground into an already torn wound.

Qi Guang staggered as though he couldn’t keep his balance, despair clouding eyes that had always shone with easy laughter.

His voice cracked hoarsely:

“Tangtang… why? Is it because of him?”

Ruan Tang shook her head, her pale, delicate hands clutching the hem of her dress.

“Qi Guang-gege, you’ve changed…”

At last, she summoned the courage to lift her tear-bright eyes, their reddened corners making her look unbearably fragile.

“If I disappear for even a little while, you get so agitated. I have to report everything to you. You won’t even let me go out alone… This you—it feels so unfamiliar. So scary.”

“What the hell?! Bastard—you dare treat Tangtang like that? What is she to you, your prisoner?!”

Chi Cheng shoved Qi Guang away with a violent force.

“And you still have the nerve to ask why? Tangtang should’ve dumped you ages ago!”

His temper flared, and if Ruan Tang hadn’t clutched his arm, he would’ve gone over to land a few more kicks.

Qi Guang collapsed onto the ground, head bowed in misery.

His entire being seemed hollowed out.

“I’m sorry, Tangtang… I was just… I was just too afraid of losing you. I’m sorry…”

Seeing him like this made Ruan Tang ache inside.

She felt it was her fault that Qi Guang had become like this.

Even if it was part of her mission, it was still her actions that had led him down this path.

Breaking up was the only way—to help him return to who he used to be.

So Ruan Tang gave him a soft, gentle smile.

“It’s okay. After we break up, Qi Guang-gege will definitely go back to being the bright, cheerful boy he was. Just like when we first met.”

Qi Guang’s eyes reddened as he stared at her.

“If I do change back… will you accept my confession again?”

Ruan Tang froze.

Before she could answer, Chi Cheng wrapped his arm around her shoulders and answered for her:

“Of course not.”

The corner of his lip—adorned with a lip piercing—curved into a cocky grin.

“By then, she’ll already be mine. You can sit there and regret it all you want.”

Saying that, he pulled Ruan Tang up from the chair.

“Tangtang, let’s go.”

He held her hand, and they had just taken two steps when Qi Guang—still collapsed on the ground—reached out and tugged at the hem of her dress.

The once-cheerful young man now looked like an abandoned puppy, eyes bloodshot as he gazed up at her pitifully.

“Tangtang, give me one more chance, please?”

Ruan Tang bit her lip. “Qi Guang-gege, I’m sorry…”

Her system had already switched the target over to Chi Cheng.

Qi Guang’s strategy was complete. She no longer needed to have any ties with him.

Too late.

The blackness in Qi Guang’s eyes deepened, like night swallowing the last trace of light.

Chi Cheng slapped his hand away, gripping Ruan Tang’s pale fingers tightly in his own.

“Tangtang, let’s go.”

Ruan Tang looked at Qi Guang one last time, then lowered her voice with a soft:

“Mm.”

She obediently followed Chi Cheng.

“Tangtang, are you heading to the dorm or back home? I’ll take you.”

Chi Cheng led her to his black motorcycle.

But Ruan Tang remained lost in thought, lashes lowered, silent.

A sour pang struck Chi Cheng’s chest.

Without warning, he scooped her up in his arms.

Startled, Ruan Tang let out a gasp and clung tightly to his shirt.

In her panic, her fingertip brushed against something that made Chi Cheng’s body jolt, his ears flushing crimson.

“Chi Cheng-gege, what are you doing… put me down…”

Chi Cheng looked down at the girl in his arms.

Her delicate skin glowed white under the night, forming a striking contrast against his darker complexion.

Her small, soft body curled into his strong arms like a tiny kitten, obedient and fragile to the extreme.

So close, he could breathe in her faint, sweet scent—and his heartbeat only quickened.