Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 126

“Mr. Ao Wang, congratulations on your album sales breaking records once again! Do you have anything you’d like to say about this?”

Ao Wang still wore that same unruly, arrogant expression. His sharp, striking features were impossible to ignore.

He had casually thrown on a black tank top, revealing smooth, sculpted muscles that radiated raw masculinity.

But what drew the most attention wasn’t his physique—it was the small tattoo inked near his collarbone, close to his heart.

A tiny piece of candy.

For a man who lived like a lone wolf—wild and defiant—he hadn’t chosen a beast or a symbol of power. Instead, he’d marked his body with something so sweet, so tender, so dissonant with his image.

Yet no one laughed.

Because everyone knew: the “candy” Ao Wang loved—Ruan Tang—had been gone for a very, very long time.

“I’m not like some people, too scared to say what they want.”

Snatching the mic, Ao Wang fixed his burning gaze on the camera.

“Tang Tang, it’s been years. I’ve waited for you all these years. If you still don’t come back—”

Everyone assumed he was about to say “give up” or “move on.”

But instead—

The man’s eyes suddenly reddened. He forced a smile, his deep, magnetic voice softening with a tenderness that shook everyone.

“—then I’ll jump into the sea to be with you.”

The system pulled Ruan Tang directly through time, dropping her into the world several years later—as a freshman at T University.

On the day of the university’s anniversary, a charity gala was being held.

Prominent figures from every field had been invited.

By the end of the event, the auditorium was swarmed by excited students.

A wall of bodyguards in black kept stern faces as they struggled to carve out a path—one wide enough for the most distinguished guests of the night.

Shrieks of excitement split the air.

“Ao Wang!!! He’s so handsome!”
“Oh my god! Bai Jin Feng! It’s really him! Someone pinch me—I must be dreaming!”
“Holy crap—Ji Jing and Qi Xiu! Both on the Forbes Global Rich List! How are they this young and this good-looking?!”

Ruan Tang had only been passing by.

Her stomach was rumbling, and she just wanted to get to the cafeteria.

But the only way there was through the auditorium plaza, and the area was jammed solid with students desperate to catch a glimpse of the celebrities.

She couldn’t squeeze past.

A phone, knocked loose in the chaos, clattered to the ground by her feet.

Ruan Tang bent down, picked it up, and handed it back.

“Here—your phone. Luckily it didn’t break.”

The owner was a clean-cut college boy, his face flushing as he looked at her.

“Th-thank you. Um… are you here to see them too?”

Her mask covered most of her face, but her lively peach blossom eyes were left exposed—bright and captivating.

“I’m just going to the cafeteria.”

The boy, drawn in, tried to keep the conversation going.

“I… I’m here to get close-up shots of my idol… Qi Xiu. His programming is incredible. All the guys in our department are fans of his.”

Ruan Tang’s eyes curved, her voice soft and gentle.

“That’s wonderful.”

Her Ah Xiu little brother had made something of himself.

The boy’s heart thudded wildly at her smile. Emboldened, he held out his phone.

“Can I… get your number?”

Ruan Tang blinked, puzzled.

Why would he want her number? Wasn’t he here for his idol?

Trying to be helpful, she reminded him:

“Classmate, your idol is about to walk past. If you want a photo, now’s your chance.”

But the boy’s voice grew firm.

“Right now, getting your number feels more important.”

Ruan Tang didn’t really understand, but seeing how earnest he looked, she felt it would be impolite to refuse. She reached out—

And suddenly froze.

She felt several scorching gazes crash down on her, making her whole body go weak.

Turning her head, she saw them—four men, eyes bloodshot, staring at her as if they’d seen a ghost.

Startled, Ruan Tang instinctively backed away.

Her foot caught on something, and she stumbled.

The boy hurried to steady her arm.

“Are you alright?”

And in that instant—he felt it.

As though a dozen blades of killing intent were piercing into his back.

Cold sweat drenched his spine.

So terrifying… such murderous aura!

He whipped around—

And saw the four powerful men barreling through the crowd, eyes feral, shoving people aside as they stormed straight toward him.

The boy shivered uncontrollably, his knees nearly giving out.

Wh-what was happening?!

Had he offended them somehow? Why were they looking at him like they wanted him torn to pieces?

The plaza dissolved into chaos.

Everyone stared, dumbstruck, as the four men—normally untouchable paragons of wealth and fame—looked as though they’d lost their minds, desperate to get to the same spot.

Ruan Tang panicked, wanting to flee. But her slender arm was still caught in the boy’s grip.

She tugged, but couldn’t break free. Her eyes welled up red, voice soft and pleading.

“Please… let me go…”

The boy jolted, face turning crimson, and immediately released her.

“S-sorry—I…”

Before he could finish, Ruan Tang bolted like a frightened rabbit, not daring to look back.

“Miss—!”
“Tang Tang!”
“Jie Jie!!”
“Ruan Tang!”

Four deep, magnetic voices cried out together, calling that name—the one etched into their very souls.

The urgency, the longing, the pain in their tones made everyone’s hearts tremble.

But Ruan Tang only ran faster.

The four were slowed by the crowd, and once again, they lost her.

Ji Jing’s eyes went red. He grabbed his phone, voice like ice.

“Even if you have to tear T University apart, find her.”

Qi Xiu fired off messages to his team.

“Hack every surveillance camera inside T University and around the surrounding streets. I don’t care what it takes—bring me Ruan Tang!”

Bai Jin Feng’s fingers shook uncontrollably, but he forced his face into calm.

“Control yourselves. Don’t scare her. Didn’t you see? The moment she saw us, she ran.”

Ao Wang gave a sharp laugh.

“She didn’t run because she was scared. She ran because she hates you.”

The other three’s faces darkened.

But his words had struck home.

Ji Jing’s tone was glacial.

“So you’re so sure she doesn’t hate you?”

“Of course.” Ao Wang tilted his chin arrogantly and jabbed a thumb at himself.

“I never did anything to hurt her. Unlike you lot—whatever dirty things you did, you drove Tang Tang to throw herself into the sea just to escape you.”

Years ago, before the incident, Ao Wang had never managed to get close to her.

Which gave him the perfect excuse to claim innocence now.

But Qi Xiu cut him down without mercy.

“Nothing bad? Who was it, then, who forced a kiss on her in the hospital corridor?”

Ji Jing and Bai Jin Feng’s expressions sank instantly.

“Hospital?”

Ji Jing’s face twisted as realization dawned, rage boiling in his eyes.

Through clenched teeth, he spat—

“That night… the one who answered her call… was you?”