Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 131

“Tangtang, let me introduce you to a new member of our family.”

The moment Ruan Tang entered the new world and opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was her brother from the last world — Ruan Chen.

He was still dressed in an exquisitely tailored silk tang suit (t/n: traditional Chinese-style jacket, here symbolizing wealth and refinement). Though young, his expression carried a cool steadiness beyond his years.

Handsome and fair, his smile somehow carried a faint chill.

Ruan Tang widened her eyes in shock.

【System, what’s going on here?!】

Even the system was stunned.

Yeah! What was going on?!

Ruan Chen was supposed to belong to the last world. She already had four overbearing men who refused to let go — and now she had to deal with a clingy brother too?!

What the hell?!

Did everyone think these worlds were tourist attractions now? Shouldn’t they at least buy a ticket before barging in?!

Fuming, the system pounded away at its keyboard, sending a message to its superior.

【Godhead, Godhead! Some dumb NPC followed my host into the new world! You’d better do something! Best if you just erase him immediately — he’s an eyesore and a distraction, and he’s affecting my efficiency!】

The godhead didn’t reply.

The system tilted its head. Strange. Wasn’t the godhead a total workaholic? Normally, work-related messages got instant responses.

Feeling unsettled, it looked up at the screen — and suddenly felt like Ruan Chen’s gaze had landed right on it.

That smile was warm, his eyes even warmer… warm to the point of suffocation.

The system shivered.

That familiar sense of oppression…

No way. No way, right?!

Ruan Chen withdrew his gaze, his smile never wavering.

He led Ruan Tang into the living room.

“Tangtang, look — this is the dog I bought for you.”

Dog?

Ruan Tang loved small animals. Hearing this, her face brightened.

What kind of dog would it be?

A golden retriever? A corgi? A husky? Even a scruffy mutt would be adorable!

But then her smile froze on her delicate face.

So… so big?!

What knelt before her wasn’t a dog at all, but a man.

His skin was slightly tanned, his muscles coiled tight with strain, scars and wounds covering his body with hardly an inch unbroken.

He looked like a wounded beast — his ferocity restrained but his presence still impossible to ignore.

Head bowed, black hair spilling forward to cover sharp, cold eyes. His straight nose cast a shadow over thin, tightly pressed lips.

The hard lines of his jaw carried a wild edge. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, knuckles split and bloody.

Ruan Tang gasped.

“Brother, this is…?”

“He’s the dog I bought for you. If he doesn’t obey, you can beat him or scold him however you like.”

Ruan Chen’s eyes softened as he looked at her.

“Well? Do you like him, little sister?”

Ruan Tang couldn’t bear to look.

But the man seemed long used to this — silent, head bowed, never daring to lift his eyes or make a sound.

Only his clenched fists and bulging veins betrayed the turmoil beneath his calm surface.

Ruan Tang bit her lip and shook her head, her soft voice barely above a whisper.

“N-no… I don’t like it.”

She had no twisted hobby of bullying others.

“Is that so?”

Ruan Chen smiled faintly, his words laced with meaning.

“That’s all right. You’ll come to like him.”

With that, he turned to leave. But just before walking out, he looked back at her.

“Ah, we haven’t given him a name yet. How about Lucky?” (t/n: it’s a cliché name for dogs in China, literally meaning “prosperous wealth.” It’s often used ironically.)

Ruan Tang puffed her cheeks, annoyed.

“That’s a terrible name.”

Ruan Chen didn’t get angry. His gaze lingered on her with nothing but affection.

“Then you can name him yourself, Tangtang.”

And with that, he left her alone.

The vast living room was reduced to just two figures — one standing, one kneeling.

Though the man knelt in silence, the sheer weight of his presence demanded attention.

【Tangtang, in this world, your role is the vicious, spoiled young lady. The man in front of you is the male lead.】

This was a male-protagonist world.

The male lead began as a wretchedly abused figure, enduring humiliation after humiliation. Later, he would “blacken” — turning ruthless and overwhelmingly powerful.

He would take revenge, one by one, on everyone who had ever tormented him.

And Ruan Tang’s role?

To play the wicked socialite who bullied him daily — and whose ultimate fate was death at his hands.

【Right now, the male lead’s “darkening value” is at 30. Your mission is to bully him until it reaches 100!】

Her peach-blossom eyes flickered uncertainly as she glanced at the man.

She had to bully him?

But… he already looked so pitiful.

On the other side.

Lang Jin had waited a long time, but the cruelty he’d been bracing for never came.

He’d heard plenty about the Ruan siblings.

The elder, Ruan Chen — who’d ousted his own father with ruthless tactics and claimed the family headship at a young age. A smiling tiger, capricious, able to snap someone’s arm in two while still wearing a gentle smile.

And the younger sister, Ruan Tang — simply a spoiled, vicious young lady, notorious for her cruelty in tormenting others.

When he was sold into the Ruan family, Lang Jin had prepared himself mentally.

But after all this time, Ruan Tang hadn’t said a single harsh word.

At last, he couldn’t resist lifting his gaze to see this so-called vicious woman for himself.

And then he froze.

Before him stood a girl in a white dress, red lips against snowy skin.

Her curled lashes, small nose, flawless pale complexion, and softly pursed lips made her look like a porcelain doll in a display case — delicate, untouchable, as though the slightest touch might stain her.

The girl seemed troubled, her fine brows furrowed, her lip caught gently between her teeth. Her soft eyes shimmered as she looked at him.

Lang Jin’s heart skipped a beat.

When he suddenly raised his head, it startled her.

She gazed at him timidly, asking softly:

“Won’t you stand up?”

Her voice was sweet, like the chime of silver bells.

Lang Jin quickly ducked his head again, forcing his racing heartbeat to slow.

His deep voice rumbled:

“Your brother said that if I dared stand up without permission, he’d break my other leg.”

One of his legs had already been broken when he was brought in.

And Ruan Chen’s words at the time had been strange.

“So you’re racking up affection points so fast, huh? Think you’re the best? The highest scorer? Show-off? Let’s see how arrogant you are after I cripple you!”

Lang Jin had been completely baffled then — and still couldn’t make sense of it now.

Maybe Ruan Chen was just insane.

No wonder his moods were erratic and his temperament twisted.

Ruan Tang’s eyes fell on the wound at his leg, a pang of sympathy tugging at her heart.

She instinctively reached out a pale, delicate hand to help him up.

But the system’s warning cut in.

【Tangtang! You can’t be gentle with him! You’re supposed to bully him!】

Her hand froze midair — and then…

A soft slap.

Her palm landed lightly on his face.

Lang Jin blinked in confusion.

When she’d first reached out, he’d thought she was going to help him up.

But instead… she’d slapped him?

Only, the force was so feather-light it felt more like a scratch — or even a caress.

Her delicate, warm hand rested against his cold cheek.

Not painful in the slightest. If anything… almost seductive.

Lang Jin caught the faint sweet fragrance from her skin and felt his thoughts scatter.

Blushing, Ruan Tang snatched her hand back. Her full lips trembled before she finally managed to stammer out:

“D-don’t kneel anymore… Kneeling will dirty the young lady’s floor… and the young lady will have to punish you for it…”