Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 99

Ruan Tang was taken by Gu Ming to a hidden residence.

The moment the door opened, she froze in shock.

The wall before her was plastered with photos—her photos. Different angles, different expressions, different occasions.

At a glance, it felt as though she had been surrounded by countless versions of herself. A chill crawled silently down her spine.

“Did I scare you?”

She hadn’t even noticed when Gu Ming slipped up behind her, his presence silent and oppressive.

Leaning close to her ear, he lowered his voice.

“Sorry. I just wanted to look at you more.”

Ruan Tang turned, her long curled lashes lifting. Her gaze was obedient and soft as it landed on him.

“I’m right here by your side now. Take all those photos down.”

Gu Ming stilled.

And then, for the first time, a genuine smile curved his lips.

He gazed at the girl he treasured above all else, his tone indulgent.

“Alright. I’ll take them down later.”

Now that he had Ruan Tang, he no longer needed to face mere pictures, doing those things…

His eyes darkened, emotions unfathomable.

He gently took her hand, leading her toward the wardrobe.

When he pulled the doors open—

An entire row of exquisite dresses, each one worth a small fortune, hung neatly in order.

“Wow!”

It was the first time Ruan Tang had seen so many dresses in one place—and every single one was beautiful!

“How about it? Do you like them?”

Her eyes sparkled as she nodded, then looked at Gu Ming expectantly.

“So it turns out you like wearing dresses too!”

Gu Ming’s smile froze at the corners of his mouth. “…”

This little fool! Her train of thought was strange—yet strangely endearing.

He arched a brow helplessly. “These are all for you. I picked them out for you.”

Ruan Tang waved her hands frantically. “No need, no need! I could never wear so many dresses. Even one a day wouldn’t be enough time!”

“But I want to see you in them. I want to see you now.”

His obsidian-dark eyes caught hers, gleaming with a faint, pleading intensity.

“Will you wear one for me?”

Under that look, Ruan Tang’s heart softened.

“Then… I’ll change into one?”

Gu Ming’s lips curved.

“Good.”

Ten minutes later.

Gu Ming knocked on the door of the adjoining dressing room.

“Tang Tang, are you ready?”

Her soft, sugary voice came through the door, tinged with shyness.

“Not yet…”

“Do you need me to help?”

After a moment of hesitation, Ruan Tang opened the door.

Gu Ming stepped inside. His breath caught when he saw her—delicate and beautiful, standing in front of the mirror in a lavish, vintage black Lolita gown.

The dress tied at the back with silk ribbons, but she couldn’t reach behind herself to fasten them properly.

A sweep of fair, luminous skin was left bare in the open back design. Her butterfly-shaped shoulder blades looked so delicate it seemed they might sprout white wings at any moment.

Gu Ming was so captivated he forgot to breathe.

Ruan Tang’s face was flushed crimson as she turned shyly to him.

“Teacher… can you tie it for me?”

His Adam’s apple bobbed. His voice grew husky and low.

“Still calling me teacher? I’d like you to change one word.”

Her cheeks flamed even redder. After a moment’s hesitation, her cherry lips parted softly.

“…Husband.”

The instant the word left her lips, she was mortified, covering her face with both hands.

It was the first time she had ever called someone that.

Wuwu, it’s all for the mission. Tang Tang, you can do it!!!

When Gu Ming heard the sweet voice of the girl calling him “husband,” his gaze darkened instantly.

His throat grew hoarser as he coaxed her, soft and low.

“Be good, say it again. I want to hear you.”

Still covering her face, Ruan Tang turned her back.

“No, no more. It’s too embarrassing!”

Gu Ming could no longer hold back. He swept her into his arms from behind, pressing kisses along her porcelain-smooth back, then nipped at her burning ear.

“Wife.”

The deep, magnetic voice right against her ear made her legs go weak.

His strong arms tightened around her slim waist, as though to fuse her into him, never letting go.

He tilted her chin and captured her lips.

“Mmm…”

Once again, Ruan Tang was kissed into a daze.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

She struggled weakly, pushing at him with trembling hands. Only then did Gu Ming release her.

Her phone was still in his suit pocket. He took it out, frowned at the screen.

An unfamiliar number.

He had already blocked Lu He earlier, which meant this must be a borrowed phone.

“Gu Ming, give me my phone…”

Ruan Tang collapsed onto the sofa, clothes disheveled. She crossed her arms over her chest to keep her robe from slipping further.

But the unfastened gown still fell loose, baring swathes of creamy skin—like a dark rose blooming in the night.

Her breaths were uneven, her face glowing scarlet, but her voice was firm.

“Give me the phone.”

Gu Ming’s black eyes locked on her.

“Wife, do you still want to contact Lu He?”

She nodded.

“I need to explain and take back what I said earlier.”

Finish Gu Ming’s route first—then she could go to Lu He!

Gu Ming, oblivious to her inner scheming, quietly exhaled in relief at her words.

A smile tugged at his lips.

She would reject another man for him.

She had him in her heart.

“Alright. Here’s your phone.”

Ruan Tang took it and pressed answer.

Her soft, sweet voice came out. “Hello? Lu He-xuezhang?” (t/n: “xuezhang” [學長] is a polite way to address an older male student.)

As she spoke, Gu Ming slid onto the sofa beside her, pulling her against him.

He leaned down—not just kissing her earlobe, but savoring it, tasting it.

Ruan Tang shoved at him desperately, but couldn’t move him an inch.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, seductive without meaning to.

“Xuezhang, I… I’m fine… About what I said before, asking you to date me… I… I take it back, I-I’m sorry! Goodbye!”

Terrified she’d make strange sounds, she blurted everything in one breath and hung up quickly.

Gu Ming chuckled low and deep, brushing a kiss at the corner of her lips.

“My wife is so good.”

Ruan Tang’s eyes shimmered with tears of humiliation as she glared at him in frustration.

“Gu Ming-gege, why are you doing this…”

“Call me husband.”

She turned her face away, sulking, refusing to.

But he only pressed further.

Before long, she found herself dressed in a short skirt, cat ears perched on her head, with a hidden cat tail beneath the hem.

At that moment, she regretted ever trying to capture Gu Ming’s heart.

Wuwu, he’s such a pervert!!!

Meanwhile, in T University’s student council meeting room—

Lu He slowly lowered his phone.

The president asked worriedly, “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”

Normally, Lu He carried himself with the smooth, smiling demeanor of a sly fox. But this was the first time the president had seen such a terrifying expression on his face.

His narrow eyes held no trace of a smile—only a cutting chill.

He didn’t reply, simply handed the phone back to the president and turned to leave the office.

Half an hour later.

He was meeting with Qi Guang and Chi Zheng.