Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 189

“Oh no, oh no—we’re stuck in traffic!”

Ruan Tang was on her way home by taxi.

She had agreed to meet Wen Yan near the intersection close to her house.

Not directly at her front door, of course—she was afraid her younger brother might see.

It had taken her quite some effort to convince Ruan Tong that she was only going to the library to write a paper today.

But since it was Valentine’s weekend, the streets were packed, and traffic was completely jammed.

By the time she finally got out of the car and jogged up to Wen Yan, she was already thirty minutes late.

Wen Yan was holding a bouquet of vivid red roses. His suit was tailored to perfection, the golden-rimmed glasses framing eyes as calm and gentle as still water.

He exuded the refined aura of a mature professional, impossible to ignore.

“Sorry, I—I overslept…”

Ruan Tang panted lightly, speaking in broken bursts.

Wen Yan noticed immediately that she hadn’t come running from the direction of her home. A faint shadow flickered in his eyes.

But he didn’t question her. Instead, he softly patted her back, helping her catch her breath.

“Don’t worry. I could wait as long as it takes. Next time, don’t rush like this—you might fall and hurt yourself.”

Ruan Tang’s eyes welled with tears. Looking at Wen Yan, it felt as if she could almost see a halo behind him.

“Wuwu… Brother Yan, you really are an angel!”

Wen Yan chuckled, unable to hold back, and gently ruffled her hair.

“I’m no angel.”

“Then you must be a god!”

Wen Yan shook his head.

He was neither angel nor god. Just a man—an ordinary man, full of desire.

Like right now, with Ruan Tang standing before him, all he could think of was holding her, kissing her, marking her as his own.

He buried those reckless thoughts deep inside and instead lifted the brilliant bouquet of roses toward her.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Ruan Tang accepted it with flushed cheeks. “Thank you.”

Then she asked cautiously, “So… where are we going today?”

Wen Yan smiled indulgently.

“The amusement park.”

He didn’t even know why. When the word “date” came to mind, his first thought was the amusement park.

Deep down, he just felt Ruan Tang would like it.

But what he didn’t know—was that someone else had thought the exact same thing.

Ruan Tang, freshly escaped from that very amusement park earlier, nearly blacked out.

“Tang Tang, what’s wrong?” Wen Yan noticed her face paling.

She forced herself to look happy and expectant.

“Nothing! I love amusement parks! Let’s hurry and go!”

Wen Yan gazed at her deeply. “Alright.”

In the car, Ruan Tang fiddled with the bouquet—only to realize something was hidden inside.

Curious, she pulled it out. A delicate ring box.

“!!”

She had watched enough idol dramas to know: a ring usually meant a proposal!

Her system’s earlier warning—“What if it’s a proposal right away?”—echoed sharply in her mind.

Terrified, she shoved the box back into the bouquet as quickly as she could.

Wen Yan had been watching her from the corner of his eye. A flicker of disappointment crossed his gaze.

“Tang Tang, I won’t force you. Just being able to spend Valentine’s Day with you already makes me happy.”

At a red light, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

“The ring is just a gift. If you don’t like it, you can throw it away. But… if you’re willing to wear it, I’ll be overjoyed. Want me to help you put it on?”

Looking at his handsome face so close, the tenderness in his eyes almost spilling over—Ruan Tang felt her heart melt.

How could anyone resist such gentle affection?

Unknowingly, she nodded.

Wen Yan’s gaze warmed, overflowing with devotion. He carefully took her hand and slipped the expensive ring onto her slender index finger.

Then he lowered his head, brushing a kiss over her bare ring finger.

His voice was low, his phoenix eyes shining with fervor.

“I hope this spot can be reserved for me.”

Ruan Tang’s face turned pink. She bit her lip, smiled faintly, and only said:

“Thank you, Brother Yan.”

Wen Yan lowered his lashes, quietly pressing down a wave of insecurity in his chest.

…

When they finally reached the amusement park entrance, Ruan Tang smiled serenely.

Such a familiar sight… It’s almost like I was just here.

The smile tugged into a sob.

【Wuwu! Do Wen Yan and Wei Quan share the same brain? Why did it have to be the exact same amusement park!!!】

Her system stifled its laughter, forcing out encouragement:
【Hang in there, Tang Tang, you can do this! You’re the best! I’m switching channels to watch cartoons—I can’t risk laughing out loud and traumatizing you twice.】

“Hey there, little brother, buy a rose for your girlfriend?”

The familiar sing-song sales pitch made Ruan Tang’s whole body stiffen.

In disbelief, she turned her head—

It was the same flower-selling girl! She wasn’t sold out after all, but had somehow gathered another huge bundle of roses.

Ruan Tang panicked and immediately tried to walk away. But the girl spotted her instantly.

Eyes sparkling, she rushed forward and grabbed Ruan Tang’s hand.

“Pretty sister! You’re here too! Thanks to you and your boyfr—”

Her words trailed off as her gaze shifted past Ruan Tang.

Wen Yan had just parked and walked over.

His suit was understated yet luxurious, his figure tall and composed, his elegant face drawing attention from every passerby.

The flower girl’s jaw dropped. After a long pause, she stammered, correcting herself:

“N-new boyfriend?”

Ruan Tang: QAQ, I want to cry…

Wen Yan didn’t hear clearly. Still perfectly self-assured, he draped an arm around Ruan Tang’s shoulders, looking at her with indulgent warmth.

“What’s wrong, Tang Tang? Do you want some roses?”

Ruan Tang bit her lip.

“Yes! I love roses the most!”

She reached for her purse, planning to bribe the flower girl into keeping her mouth shut.

But Wen Yan pressed her hand down.

“I’ll take care of it.”

His tone was gentle but left no room for refusal.

“Send all the flowers to my home. I’ll give you the address.”

The flower girl studied them with twinkling eyes, her grin nearly flying out of orbit.

“Thank you, miss—ah, I mean, thank you! You two are such a perfect match! I wish you everlasting happiness! Sweetness 99!!”

She nearly let something slip.

In her eyes, this beautiful young lady was nothing less than her golden benefactor!

The way she looked at Ruan Tang now—it was like seeing a money tree, shining with light.

As for whether this sister had two boyfriends? The girl wasn’t bothered in the slightest.

So pretty—why shouldn’t she have two? She deserved it!

t/n: “Sweetness 99” (幸福99 / 甜蜜99) is a playful way of wishing couples long-lasting happiness, often used by street vendors or well-wishers. It suggests being sweet and happy “99 (forever).”