Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 117

According to the script, Bai Jin Feng should have pulled back after the kiss.

But his acting was so precise, so painfully convincing, that no one noticed anything amiss.

He perfectly conveyed the torment of a master who had fallen in love with his disciple — a disciple who was, no less, the demoness he should have despised.

So Ruan Tang also stuck to her role. She kept her eyes tightly shut, her face twisted with shame and resistance, lashes trembling lightly — a sight that plucked mercilessly at the strings of a man’s heart.

He stared at her, voice low and heavy.

“Are you really so unwilling to be close to me?”

Ruan Tang froze inside. Another improvised line?

She slowly opened her peach blossom eyes, her gaze carrying a mix of grievance and anger, but also a faint, complicated thread that couldn’t be named.

“You and I… were never meant to walk the same path.”

Her teeth bit down on her lower lip as she stubbornly turned her face aside.

“Why add needless pain?”

At that moment, Bai Jin Feng could no longer tell if she was reciting her lines — or if those words came from her heart.

A sharp, unbearable pain pierced his chest.

Then what about the man who kissed you last night? Was he destined to walk the same path as you?

His thumb pressed harder, grinding against the faint wound at the corner of her lip.

Like a man bent on self-torture, he forced himself to imagine the scene:

Just how rough, how deep must that kiss have been to leave such a mark?

Was it the same man she sent that selfie to last night? Besides her lips… what else of her body had he claimed?

Beyond kissing — had he gone further?

Bai Jin Feng dared not finish the thought. His chest felt split open, a cold wind ripping through the hollow space where his heart should have been.

At that moment, he was no longer an actor in costume — only a man, desperate and crazed with unrequited love.

And he kissed her.

Hard.

The audience on set was stunned.

The ethereal, otherworldly man — like an immortal who had descended from the heavens — pinned the delicate, beautiful girl against him, and kissed her with crushing intensity.

Her slim neck arched helplessly as she was forced to endure his unrestrained demand. Her fragile waist seemed as though it might snap in his arms.

The scene burned with so much tension it was suffocating.

Faces reddened, hearts pounded.

Even Director Wang was struck dumb, forgetting to call cut.

It wasn’t until Ruan Tang nearly couldn’t breathe — her small hands beating against his chest, her soft lips spilling broken, muffled protests — that anyone stirred.

“Jin Feng… gege… mmph, it wasn’t in the script… mmph… not supposed to kiss for this long…”

Only then did Director Wang snap back to himself and hurriedly shout, “Cut!”

Bai Jin Feng drew back slightly, his long, narrow phoenix eyes dark and turbulent, filled with unspeakable desire.

His strong arms kept the girl’s limp body steady as he rasped,

“Sorry. I lost control.”

Ruan Tang leaned weakly against his chest, panting. She had no strength left to scold him.

Bai Jin Feng helped her to the side to rest. Not daring another glance, he turned on his heel and left.

His movements were faintly stiff, unnatural.

“Eh? Where’s Jin Feng gege?”

After a moment, Ruan Tang finally came to her senses and asked.

Xiao Yu, fixing her makeup, whispered conspiratorially.

“Heard he accidentally fell into the pond and went back to the hotel to shower and change.”

“Eh? How’d he get so careless?”

Ruan Tang tilted her head, puzzled.

…

The very next day, stills of the kiss scene hit the trending searches.

Because it involved national goddess Ruan Tang, it shot to the number one spot within minutes.

“Holy crap holy crap! My baby Soft Tang’s new drama!!!”

“This kiss scene is insane! Someone hold me, I want to fall in love again!!”

“Who’s the male lead?! His looks are god-tier!! I’m declaring it now — I’m shipping this CP for life!”

“Insider scoop! The male lead is Bai Jin Feng. He’s talented but never had the chance to shine — this time Ruan Tang personally vouched for him and pushed him into the lead role!”

“OMG don’t tell me I’m falling for this couple for real? This is straight-up idol drama in real life!”

“I trust Tang Tang’s taste!! If this drama doesn’t blow up, I’ll eat my desk live on stream!”

“Come, come, CP name brainstorming! I vote for ‘Bai Tang’!”

“Bai Tang Bai Tang, sweet enough to give you cavities!”

Within hours, the fanbase had opened a dedicated forum for the CP. With only that one gif of the kiss scene, fans went wild, celebrating like it was New Year’s.

Meanwhile, three men were also losing their minds.

But not from joy — from rage.

Ji Jing fumed as he called Director Wang.

“Didn’t you promise there would be no intimate scenes in this drama?!”

Director Wang, well aware Ji Jing represented the Ruan family patriarch, wiped at the cold sweat on his forehead.

“I—It was Bai Jin Feng’s idea! He said it would make the storyline more complete, and Miss Ruan agreed too… I thought you already knew, so I—”

Ji Jing’s face darkened into something terrifying as he kicked over a chair in his office.

Good. Very good.

So that was your game, Bai Jin Feng. Shameless.

…

Elsewhere, Qi Xiu was working his café shift when he overheard customers gossiping.

“Did you see the trending news?!”

“Of course! I’m dying over it! Ruan Tang and Bai Jin Feng look so perfect together!”

Qi Xiu’s hand trembled, spilling a few drops of scalding coffee onto his skin.

But he didn’t even feel the burn. His voice was low, dangerously calm.

“What trending news? Mind if I take a look?”

The girl turned — and seeing his striking face, she flushed instantly, fumbling to pass him her phone.

Noticing his reddened hand, she gasped.

“Your hand—are you okay?!”

Qi Xiu didn’t answer. His eyes were locked on the looping gif of Ruan Tang and Bai Jin Feng’s kiss, his face darkening with every passing second.

A passing waitress caught sight of his expression and curiously glanced at the phone.

“Oh, you’re a fan too? Didn’t expect that… so? Isn’t the Bai Tang CP amazing?”

A cold, murderous edge flared in Qi Xiu’s gaze.

“It’s just acting. All fake.”

Forcing down the jealousy clawing at his chest, he gritted out once more, teeth clenched.

“All fake.”

But his mind wouldn’t stop spiraling.

That guy — that Bai Jin Feng — looked like nothing more than a pampered pretty boy.

But what if… what if Tang Tang blurred the lines between acting and reality?

What if she really fell for him?

The thought gnawed at him until he couldn’t sit still, his entire body restless with suppressed fury.

…

As for Ao Wang — the night he met Ruan Tang, he’d immediately followed her on every social media account she had, Weibo included.

Before long, he’d become her number one brainless fan, even teaching himself how to “do data” and vote in online rankings like a hardcore stan. (t/n: In Chinese fandom culture, “做数据” — “doing data” — means boosting a celebrity’s popularity by repeatedly voting, streaming, or trending keywords online.)

So when he saw the gif, he went straight into the Bai Tang CP forum and blew it up in flames.

Cigarette dangling from his lips, he cursed at his screen.

“The hell are you shipping CPs for? Not allowed! If you have to ship, ship me and Ruan Tang!”

And of course, he did it all under his main account.

Though not well-known nationwide, Ao Wang was still a minor celebrity in City A.

So when the news spread that “a local rock singer rage-bombed a CP forum for love,” it was so bizarre and funny that it made minor headlines.

Fans, quick to keep up with the times, promptly built a new forum: the Ao Tang CP. Ao Wang himself became the forum moderator, religiously checking in every single day.

But that — was a story for later.