Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 162

Wei Quan smoothed over the restless stir in his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was all obedient sweetness, the tone of a younger pup speaking to his elder.

“Sister, are you busy? I’m sorry for disturbing you.”

Ruan Tang felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushing red as she dared not look directly at the tall, handsome boy standing before her.

“No, not at all… just some private business. Thank you for bringing me the watermelon.”

She reached out with her pale, delicate hand and took the plate from him.

The moment Wei Quan’s fingers brushed hers—white and soft, carrying a hint of warmth—his chest gave a small jolt.

His other hand, as if by reflex, closed around hers.

Ruan Tang lifted her glistening peach blossom eyes in surprise, looking at him helplessly.

“W-what’s wrong?”

A faint blush crept over Wei Quan’s clean, fair face, and he looked almost annoyed at his own lack of self-control.

“It’s a little heavy. I’ll help you carry it inside.”

Ruan Tang tilted her head.

It was just a few pieces of watermelon. How could that be heavy?

Still, this younger brother really was unusually considerate.

She curved her eyes in a soft smile. “Thank you.”

That beautiful smile stole the breath right from Wei Quan’s lungs. His gaze darkened.

He wanted to hoard that smile.

He wanted her to smile for him, and him alone.

After placing the watermelon on her desk, Wei Quan turned back to her.

“Sister, my name is Wei Quan. ‘Quan’ as in spring water.”

Ruan Tang nodded. “I know. Tongtong often mentions you—you’re dormmates, right? You two seem to have a good relationship.”

She picked up a slice of watermelon, took a bite, and after a thought, added:

“Oh, and I heard you’re really popular at school, that lots of girls confess to you.”

Wei Quan blurted back anxiously, “I’ve never accepted anyone’s confession!”

His urgency startled Ruan Tang. She lifted her gaze to him.

Her full lips, now stained with watermelon juice, gleamed moist and bright, catching the light in a way that was dangerously tempting.

A drop of juice had also clung to her cheek, making her look like a kitten with a stained muzzle—soft and unbearably cute.

Wei Quan reached out with his long, pale fingers, gently brushing her cheek to wipe it away. His tone carried a fond, doting warmth.

“Sister, you got watermelon on your face.”

Ruan Tang’s face flushed crimson in an instant. She turned away and rubbed hastily at her mouth.

Oh no. How embarrassing, letting a younger classmate see her like that.

What she didn’t notice was that the very moment her back was turned, Wei Quan brought his fingertip—still glistening with juice—to his lips, and slowly licked it clean.

As if savoring the most exquisite delicacy, satisfaction spread across his expression.

Sister was far sweeter than any watermelon.

He wanted a bite of her.

“Sister, you’re in the Literature Department at T University, right? Could you tutor me?”

Ruan Tang turned back in surprise.

“Aren’t you in Law, same as Tongtong?”

Standing by the window, Wei Quan looked every inch the clean, refreshing young man. His smile revealed a tiny dimple at the corner of his lips, making him look all the more boyish and harmless.

“I want to pursue a double degree in Literature and Law. You’re the top student in the Literature Department, aren’t you? Could you teach me?”

He pressed his hands together in front of him in an adorably pleading gesture, looking so earnest it was hard to say no.

“I—”

Before Ruan Tang could finish, Wei Quan lit up and seized her hand excitedly.

“Thank you, Sister! Then are you free tomorrow night? Once I buy the textbooks, I’ll come to you for lessons!”

Ruan Tang faltered, suddenly uneasy.

“Sorry… tomorrow night, I already have plans.”

Wei Quan stiffened.

Plans?

Could it be… a date?

His clear eyes rippled faintly.

Just then, a voice sharp with suppressed anger cut in from outside the door.

“My sister has a blind date tomorrow night. She won’t have time for you.”

It was Ruan Tong.

He dropped the bag of drinks he was carrying onto the sofa, then strode over to pull Ruan Tang back to his side.

Fixing his so-called friend with the wary glare one would give a wolf, he warned:

“I’ve never once heard you say you wanted to study Literature.”

So that’s your game, you big bad wolf.

I treated you like a brother—and you’re trying to become my brother-in-law?

Keep dreaming.

Wei Quan barely registered his friend’s hostility. His mind was wholly stuck on those two words: “blind date.”

His expression darkened instantly.

“Sister’s going on a blind date? With who?”

Ruan Tong answered coldly on her behalf.

“None of your business. All you need to know is, it’s not with you.”

He deliberately twisted the knife: “The families arranged it long ago—it’s basically an engagement. Tomorrow’s blind date is just a formality. She’s destined to be with him. Best you give up whatever ideas you’re having.”

Every word dripped with warning.

Though Ruan Tong hated the thought of his sister being taken away by some Gu family bastard, right now, that man’s name was useful for driving off the wolf standing in front of him.

Wei Quan’s brows drew together sharply, his face clouding over.

But he quickly forced down the jealousy and agitation churning in his chest, masking himself once more as the gentle, well-behaved junior.

“Sister’s going on a blind date? Isn’t it a little early? But… well, blind dates are usually awful anyway. You should be careful.”

At the very same time—

Gu Leng, staring at the friend request screen on his phone, sneezed out of nowhere.

Weird. Who’s cursing me?

He felt restless.

Since that match ended, he’d been flipping back and forth through the account information of the player named “Yan” over and over.

He’d already sent dozens of friend requests.

Why was there still no reply…

By his own standards, he wasn’t bad at games. His voice wasn’t unpleasant either. His performance that round had been solid.

So why wasn’t the other side accepting?

For the first time, this man with countless fans started doubting his own charm.

He even went as far as asking a teammate:

“If you were a girl, and I added you as a friend, what reason would you have not to accept?”

His teammate looked utterly dumbfounded.

“Leng-ge, what? What do you mean, ‘if I were a girl’?”

Clutching his chest with both arms, the guy backed away in mock horror.

“Leng-ge, don’t tell me… don’t tell me you’re interested in me? I’m straight!!”

Gu Leng kicked him aside in disgust.

He must’ve been brain-dead to think asking his idiot teammate was a good idea.

“So that’s it… Leng-ge stayed single all these years, avoiding women, because of me—!!”

The fool was still babbling. Gu Leng couldn’t even be bothered to respond.

Just then, his phone rang.

It was his elder relative calling.

Already irritated, he picked up. From the other end came a stern reminder.

“Leng, don’t forget the blind date tomorrow night at eight.”

Gu Leng’s mood instantly soured further.

“I’m not going.”

The elder’s tone hardened.

“The Ruan family has been close to ours for generations. When we were in crisis, they were the ones who helped us through. The girl has been promised to you since childhood—”

Gu Leng cut him off, impatient.

“A childhood betrothal is just words. It has no legal effect.”

He’d never been interested in that sort of thing.

And now, his heart already… belonged elsewhere.