Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 165

“It’s fine, really. I should be thanking you for lending me your account. Everyone in the stream liked you a lot, too.”

In the CEO’s office, Wen Yan sat beneath the warm glow of the desk lamp, his head slightly lowered.

A long, pale wrist extended from the crisp cuff of his immaculate shirt, a luxurious watch gleaming faintly against his skin.

He stared at the words the girl had just sent him. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his phoenix eyes rippled with complicated emotion.

—He didn’t want others to like him. He only wanted Ruan Tang to like him.

Wen Yan quickly typed out a string of numbers.

【This is my phone number. I called you a few times just now, but since you didn’t pick up, I tried adding you on WeChat instead.】

Ruan Tang replied with a playful cat-sticking-its-tongue sticker.

【Sorry, I was busy and didn’t notice.】

Wen Yan’s grip on his phone tightened slightly.

So she really had gone to that blind date.

When she didn’t answer his calls, his restlessness made it impossible to focus on anything.

Even during meetings, his mind had drifted elsewhere.

He had ended things hastily and returned to his office, waiting for her reply.

But no matter how long he waited, nothing came. In the end, he hadn’t been able to stop himself from adding her on WeChat.

That wasn’t like him at all—he was never this abrupt.

But the thought of Ruan Tang possibly being charmed by another man was unbearable.

He probed carefully: 【Tangtang, were you at a blind date just now?】

Ruan Tang was just about to respond when her foot caught on something. She stumbled forward, about to fall.

Gu Leng had been keeping a close eye on her the whole time.

He caught her instantly, a firm arm locking tightly around her slender waist.

“Careful. It’s dangerous to walk while looking at your phone.”

His voice was low and slightly husky, brushing right against her ear.

It carried a raw sensuality.

Ruan Tang suddenly thought the sound was familiar.

It reminded her of that godlike voice she had heard through her headphones not long ago…

Eyes widening slightly in surprise, she looked up at Gu Leng.

Under the dark night sky, his sharply defined features were carved in moonlight—sword brows, starry eyes, and a cold elegance that seemed almost untouchable. His gaze on her was deep and restrained.

The faint gleam of his ear stud matched perfectly with his aloof aura.

Without thinking, Ruan Tang blurted out:

“Freeze?”

Gu Leng feigned surprise.

“How do you know my in-game ID?”

Her eyes instantly lit up, sparkling like gems.

“It really is you! Yesterday, when I borrowed someone else’s account, I got matched with you! I was the marksman—you supported me! Remember?”

How could he possibly forget?

She haunted even his dreams.

Still, he kept his composure, his reply steady yet tinged with quiet joy.

“So it was you.”

Ruan Tang steadied herself, still marveling at the coincidence.

“What a coincidence!!!”

“Yeah… what a coincidence.”

Gu Leng’s gaze deepened, his eyes carrying a possessiveness he couldn’t quite conceal.

If fate had delivered Ruan Tang to his side, he had no intention of ever letting go.

Meanwhile, back in the CEO’s office—

Wen Yan stared at the read receipt on his message, his heart growing more and more restless.

Was she still with that man from the blind date?

What were they doing?

Did she not even have time to check her phone?

He had never thought himself the type to spiral into such restless thoughts.

But when it came to Ruan Tang, reason was impossible.

Unable to bear it any longer, he scrolled to the contact labeled “Wife” in his phone and pressed the call button.

After a moment, the line connected.

“Hello?” Her soft, timid voice came through, melodious and sweet.

Hearing her so close, Wen Yan’s heart thundered uncontrollably.

“Tangtang, it’s Yan. You didn’t reply to me, I was a little worried.”

Ruan Tang gave a slightly embarrassed laugh, light and sweet.

“It’s nothing, I just wasn’t watching where I was going and almost tripped.”

Wen Yan’s body tensed immediately, his grip on the phone tightening.

“Are you okay? Did you hit yourself anywhere?”

“I’m fine, I didn’t fall. Thank you for worrying…”

Her warmth seeped through every word, her smile soft and radiant.

Gu Leng, standing beside her, saw that smile—and his gaze darkened.

The thought that this sweetness, this gentleness, was directed at another man made jealousy burn through him.

Halfway through her call, a large hand suddenly seized Ruan Tang’s smaller one and pinned it against the wall.

Her petite figure was trapped along with it.

The tall, austere man loomed over her, lowering his head to stare intently at the girl in his arms.

It was his first time this close to any girl. Beneath his composed exterior, his heartbeat was already racing at 180.

Gu Leng’s eyes were heavy with intensity, his voice deep and solemn.

“Tangtang, I have something to tell you.”

Caught off guard, Ruan Tang glanced at her phone. The call was still ongoing.

“Is it really important? Can it wait until I’m done—”

Gu Leng’s raspy voice cut her off, rough with suppressed emotion.

“It’s important. I can’t wait.”

If he delayed even a moment longer, he was afraid she’d be stolen away.

Her cheeks flushed under his burning gaze.

This position… they were too close.

His forceful presence surrounded her, the clean, fresh scent of his body filling her senses.

Shyly lowering her gaze, her eyes landed on the outline of his chest muscles beneath his shirt.

Timidly, she whispered:

“…What’s so important?”

Gu Leng leaned closer, his lips nearly brushing her ear. Word by deliberate word, he spoke with absolute gravity.

“I like you.”

The four words struck Wen Yan’s ear through the call, his expression instantly darkening.

To make matters worse, after declaring his confession, Gu Leng hung up on him without hesitation.

Years of Wen Yan’s cultivated self-control nearly snapped.

For the first time, he truly wanted to curse someone out.

Meanwhile, Ruan Tang’s peach-blossom eyes widened in shock, her cheeks blooming with soft pink.

“But… I…”

“It’s okay. I know you don’t like me yet.”

Gu Leng stepped back slightly, afraid of scaring this gentle girl.

“I just hope you’ll give me a chance—to pursue you. Will you?”

Lowering his gaze, he fixed on her with deep, devoted eyes, his sincerity impossible to dismiss.

But Ruan Tang felt it would be cruel to give him hope if she couldn’t return his feelings.

Her conscience told her to refuse.

Yet before she could, the system’s voice chimed in her mind:

【Tangtang, don’t forget—this world’s mission is to play the perfect heartbreaker. And this is your very first target!】

Ruan Tang: What’s a conscience? Can you eat it?

Switching instantly into “mission mode,” she curved her lips into a sweet smile.

“Okay. I’d like to get to know you better too.”

(t/n: The “Freeze” that Ruan Tang blurts out is Gu Leng’s in-game ID, which she recognizes from their gaming encounter. In many Chinese gaming novels, players often address each other directly by their IDs, which can feel intimate when the online persona is revealed to match someone they know in real life.)