Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 178

And so, under Wei Quan’s unhappy glare, Gu Leng still ended up staying at Ruan Tang’s house.

Her younger brother, Ruan Tong, didn’t look too thrilled either when he saw Gu Leng.

He pinched Ruan Tang’s soft, delicate cheeks and complained sourly.

“Stupid sister, why are you letting him stay?! He’s a grown man—he can go home by himself!”

With her cheeks squished, Ruan Tang could only mumble incoherently.

“But… it’s so late… isn’t it dangerous out there?”

Ruan Tong sighed helplessly.

Leaving this big bad wolf here—the real danger was to her!

“Then I’ll sleep with you tonight!”

The moment those words left his mouth, the two men nearby instantly fixed their burning gazes on him.

As if they wanted to bore a hole right through his face.

Ruan Tong snapped back angrily.

“What are you looking at?! I’m acting as her bodyguard, got it? Otherwise this idiot sister of mine might get eaten alive overnight and not even know it!!”

Wei Quan stepped forward.

“Then I’ll stay too.”

Ruan Tong shoved him out the door without hesitation.

“Scram, scram, scram! It’s already hard enough guarding against one wolf—I don’t need you making things worse! Get lost, now!!”

He slammed the door so hard it nearly smashed Wei Quan’s sharp nose.

The silence from outside was deafening.

Wei Quan: “……”

Some good brother he was.

His fists clenched tight.

That night.

Since her clothes had been soaked by the rain earlier, Ruan Tang went to shower again.

Ruan Tong lay on the sofa in her room, texting Wei Quan on WeChat.

“Up for Showdown? We haven’t won a single decent match today! You keep ditching me, damn it!”

It took Wei Quan a long time to reply.

【Not playing. Going to bed.】

Ruan Tong was dumbfounded.

“It’s barely ten o’clock and you’re going to sleep already?”

“Don’t tell me you’re going soft?”

“Can you even handle it anymore, Wei Little Quan?”

“Xiao Quanzi?”

But Wei Quan didn’t reply again, as if he’d really passed out cold.

Cursing, Ruan Tong opened the game by himself.

Ten minutes later, he lost—spectacularly.

His temper flared hot.

“Damn it, I’m not sleeping until I win one match!!!”

But his phone battery was low. Playing while charging made the controls lag.

He thought for a moment, then knocked on the bathroom door.

Ruan Tang was blow-drying her hair.

“Sis, lend me your phone for a bit? Mine’s dead.”

Her soft voice came back through the door.

“Okay, it’s on the nightstand. Just grab it.”

She never set a lock screen password.

Ruan Tong picked it up and, the moment he swiped it open, saw a flood of unread notifications.

The latest one had come in just seconds ago.

From the very same Wei Quan who had rejected his game invite earlier, claiming he was going to sleep.

【Wei Quan: Sister, why aren’t you answering me (so pitiful). It’s still early—you wouldn’t be asleep already, right? You’re chatting with some other bastard, aren’t you?】

【Oh, right. Ruan Tong’s in your room, isn’t he? Is that idiot bothering you?】

Ruan Tong: “……”

Well damn. Two-faced, are we?

What a great brother he was.

Fine. Very fine.

Face dark, he tapped into the chat box. Ignoring the long string of earlier unread messages, he typed one reply.

【She just got out of the shower. Still hasn’t put her clothes on. Want to see?】

On the other side, Wei Quan froze.

His pale, delicate face instantly flushed crimson.

Tangtang actually… actually…

So bold!

His heart pounded wildly, and he swallowed hard.

Struggling to stay calm, he typed back:

【Yes.】

Then he held his breath, eyes glued to the chat window.

His mind spun with all kinds of indecent fantasies, making his breathing ragged.

He had to shut his eyes just to keep himself from going crazy.

Ding.

A picture came through.

Wei Quan’s pulse spiked—shy, nervous, desperate with anticipation—he opened it.

It was a close-up of a boy’s hand… middle finger raised at the camera.

And right after, two words.

【Idiot!!!】

Click.

Wei Quan’s fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.

Ruan Tong, you bastard!!!

After messing with him, Ruan Tong smugly tried to back out of WeChat.

But his finger slipped, opening the full chat list instead—

—and he froze.

Holy crap. So many unread messages?!

【Wen Yan】: Tangtang, are you asleep? Can I call you? Sorry, I miss you.

【Yan】: Were you busy last night? You said we’d talk later. Where are you?! Forgot about me again, didn’t you?! Do I really mean that little to you… (sad puppy cry.jpg)

【Gu Leng】: Tangtang, are you asleep? I’m not. I want to talk a while. It feels like forever since we last had a proper chat o(╥﹏╥)o

【Wei Quan】: Idiot Ruan Tong! Give your sister back her phone!! I need to talk to her!!!

Ruan Tong: “……”

Utterly dumbfounded.

Wow. Was his sister always this busy? Her schedule packed this tight?

No wonder she kept her phone on silent, or it would be dinging nonstop.

So this was the curse of being too popular…

Ruan Tang came out, hair freshly dried, and saw Ruan Tong sprawled on the sofa playing Candy Crush while his own phone charged.

Her phone still lay untouched on the nightstand, looking as if no one had touched it.

“Huh? Tongtong, didn’t you say you wanted to use my phone?”

He looked up at her, face inexplicably flushed, then quickly ducked his head again.

His voice was muffled.

“Forget it. I’ll just use mine.”

Ruan Tang tilted her head, confused.

“Tongtong, what’s wrong?”

He turned away, sulky and embarrassed.

“Nothing. Just realized my sister’s a really busy person.”

Ruan Tang was completely lost.

She walked over, sat on the sofa’s armrest, and ruffled his hair.

“Be good, Tongtong. Tell me—who made you upset?”

He stubbornly turned away, refusing to give in to her gentle coaxing.

“I’m not upset!”

…Just maybe a little jealous. Just a tiny bit!!!

Instead of wasting time on four guys, why couldn’t she spend more time with him?

Of course, he’d rather die than actually say that out loud.

Ruan Tang, being as dense as ever, didn’t catch on to his sulking.

She stood up.

“Alright then, I’ll go—”

But her hand was suddenly caught.

“Wait!”

The same boy who usually acted loud and domineering now lowered his head, sounding uncharacteristically sulky and wronged.

“Even if I compromise, I’ll only accept one!!! Just one!!!”

Even though what he really wanted was zero. She was his sister, dammit! But… but… he knew he couldn’t say that.

Ruan Tang blinked.

“Accept one… what?”

Ruan Tong shouted in frustration, like it was his last stand.

“No matter what—you can’t have four! Four is way too many!!!”

Ruan Tang: “……?”

Huh…? Was this some new kind of riddle? She understood every word, but together they made no sense at all.