Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 167

Gu Leng’s fists tightened.

What kind of wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing little puppy was this?

He was practically begging for a beating.

—Calling her “sister” over and over again, did he really think Gu Leng wouldn’t recognize Ruan Tong?

Gu Leng had seen Ruan Tong before, though it had been years ago.

But no matter the temperament or appearance, the boy in front of him was clearly not Ruan Tang’s real younger brother.

So where did this stray dog come from, barking “sister” at random?

Gu Leng took a step forward and pulled Ruan Tang to his side, frowning as he glared at Wei Quan.

“And who are you supposed to be?”

Ruan Tang, oblivious to the hostility in his tone, thoughtfully introduced them.

“This is Wei Quan, Tongtong’s roommate. Ah Quan, this is Gu Leng, he’s…”

She faltered when it came to Gu Leng’s identity.

Should she really say “blind date”? That felt a bit embarrassing.

Gu Leng cut in before she could finish: “I’m Tangtang’s admirer and suitor.”

Ruan Tang’s small face instantly flushed red.

That was even more embarrassing!

Wei Quan’s expression darkened a few shades.

“So, the blind date today is with him? He’s already declaring he admires and pursues you after just one meeting? Sounds like nothing but lust at first sight to me.”

Gu Leng ground his teeth in anger.

He had fallen for her voice back when they played the game. Seeing her in person only deepened his feelings.

The very first moment his eyes landed on her, Gu Leng felt as if he had already kept this girl nestled in his heart for a long, long time.

It wasn’t infatuation at first sight—it was as if meeting her only reignited the passionate love he had always carried.

Wei Quan, in truth, was the same.

But he feared confessing would scare Ruan Tang, so he chose to hide his feelings, planning to slowly blend into her life.

Naturally, he couldn’t stand Gu Leng’s reckless approach.

“Sister, you really ought to be careful. Men like this—there’s no telling what they’ll try.”

Gu Leng wasn’t good with words, while Wei Quan was on his university debate team.

In a verbal duel, Gu Leng was hopelessly outmatched.

His face turned black with fury.

Just then, a boy’s voice rang out from not far away.

“Hey, what are you all doing at the door?”

Ruan Tong strolled out in a sleeveless shirt, carrying half a watermelon.

The moment his eyes landed on Gu Leng, he frowned in distaste.

The Ruan and Gu families were close, and Ruan Tong and Gu Leng were about the same age. Friends and relatives constantly compared the two.

Gu Leng was the textbook “model child” everyone praised.

That left Ruan Tong—who disliked studying and had little ambition—looking like a hopeless slacker by comparison.

To make matters worse, Gu Leng was taller, more handsome, better at academics, and more popular with girls.

Overshadowed in every way.

Who could tolerate that?

Simply put—male jealousy.

Ruan Tong walked over, one hand holding the watermelon, the other tugging his sister toward the house.

He still turned back to call to his friend: “Wei Quan, come on, let’s eat watermelon at my place. I saved you some.”

Wei Quan’s lips curved into a mocking smile as he cast Gu Leng a sidelong glance.

That look practically said: You don’t belong here. You’re an outsider, unwelcome.

Dragged away by her brother, Ruan Tang still turned back, waving her little hand sweetly.

“Goodnight, Brother Gu Leng!”

Ruan Tong huffed, gripping her hand tighter in a jealous flare.

“Don’t call him brother! If you call him that, doesn’t that make me his younger brother too?!”

Ruan Tang doted on her younger brother, so she immediately corrected herself.

“Goodbye, Gu Leng!”

Gu Leng was left behind in the cold night breeze, silent.

…He really had underestimated the situation.

If only he’d thought to befriend that brat of a brother earlier!

…

Inside the living room.

Ruan Tong went off with the watermelon.

Wei Quan lowered his gaze at the soft, obedient girl before him and handed her a delicate little box.

“Thank you for helping me pick out textbooks. This is a gift in return.”

Ruan Tang’s peach blossom eyes widened in surprise.

“You don’t have to be so polite. You’re my brother’s friend, it’s only natural for me to help you.”

Wei Quan felt a pang of bitterness in his chest.

Up to now, he was only “her brother’s friend.”

Only basking in Ruan Tong’s glow.

But he didn’t intend to stay that way.

Opening the box, he took out the necklace he had carefully chosen.

It was exquisitely crafted, designed as a delicate pink rose. Diamonds set into each petal glimmered like dewdrops, radiant and dazzling.

“The moment I saw it, I thought it suited you perfectly. So I bought it. But if you don’t like it, I’ll just throw it away.”

He really made as if to discard the necklace, which was clearly expensive.

Ruan Tang quickly stopped him. “No—”

What a waste!

Who just tossed away a diamond necklace like that?!

Wei Quan tilted his head, lips curling in a mischievous, charming smile.

“Then let me put it on you.”

He lifted the necklace, his movements like an embrace as he circled it around her slender snow-white neck.

His cool fingertips brushed lightly against the sensitive skin at the back of her neck.

Ruan Tang trembled. Her small hands clutched helplessly at the boy’s shirtfront as her eyes turned red at the corners, shimmering with a misty allure.

Her peach blossom eyes lifted slowly, gazing at the handsome boy before her.

“Don’t…”

Wei Quan’s gaze instantly deepened, unreadable.

Those words, spoken in that tone, could so easily be taken the wrong way.

His breathing grew tight, his eyes lingering on her delicate neck.

Her tender skin flushed red from the lightest touch—so easy to mark.

What if…

His Adam’s apple bobbed.

At that moment, Ruan Tong’s furious shout shattered the moment.

“What the hell are you doing to my sister?!”

He dropped the watermelon and rushed forward, shoving Wei Quan away.

Wei Quan staggered two steps before regaining his balance, his ears burning red, his expression flustered.

He turned his back, not daring to meet Ruan Tang’s gaze.

His voice was hoarse: “I—I’ll go. Goodnight, Sister.”

If not for Ruan Tang holding him back, Ruan Tong would’ve kicked him again.

As a fellow man, how could he not see through Wei Quan’s filthy intentions?

That beast!

And he had actually invited him in to eat watermelon, for the sake of their friendship!

He was after his sister all along!

Unforgivable.

“Sis!”

Ruan Tong pressed his hands on Ruan Tang’s shoulders, his tone solemn.

“From now on, don’t ever be alone with that guy, got it?”

Ruan Tang tilted her head, confused.

“Why not?”

“No reason! Just—men are all no good. You must be careful!”

Ruan Tang silently muttered to herself.

But wasn’t she supposed to be the one playing the heartbreaker?

Shouldn’t they be the ones being careful?

(t/n: In Chinese family and social culture, it’s very common for unrelated men to call a girl “姐姐” (older sister) as a form of affectionate closeness or flirtation. Here, both Gu Leng and Wei Quan calling Ruan Tang “sister” carries undertones of intimacy and rivalry, while her real brother Ruan Tong jealously objects.)