Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 206

Ruan Tang had no idea she’d already become the center of everyone’s attention.

Naively, she still thought to herself—

Yesterday was just an accident! Today for sure, I can be nothing more than a background extra with zero presence!

Half an hour later…

Ruan Tang’s dream was, once again, mercilessly shattered. She’d become the focus of everyone’s eyes all over again.

But this time, it wasn’t her fault—someone had deliberately come to pick a fight.

“Which one of you is Ruan Tang?”

The voice belonged to a tall, striking young lady with a spoiled heiress’ air.

Her tone was haughty, her golden hair slightly curled, her pale skin radiant. Her beauty was sharp, almost aggressive, giving her a naturally imperious aura.

Every gesture carried the elegance of someone born into privilege.

She seemed to be of mixed heritage, her eyes as blue as the ocean. Even her Mandarin had a stiff, foreign-sounding cadence.

Her name was Xia Lan, the daughter of a wealthy tycoon.

Xia Lan’s life motto was simple—Be bold! Be dazzling! Be the center of everyone’s gaze!

She had spent an entire semester working hard to become the most talked-about socialite of T University.

Yet now, this transfer student had barely been here a few days, and already the campus forums, group chats, and threads were flooded with talk about “him.”

Naturally, Xia Lan couldn’t stand Ruan Tang.

After asking her question, she noticed that everyone’s gaze had instinctively shifted toward a seat in the front row.

There sat a delicate “young man,” head bowed, chin propped up on one hand as though reading.

At first glance, she hadn’t noticed at all.

Not a shred of presence.

This is it?

Xia Lan strode forward and stopped in front of Ruan Tang.

“You’re Ruan Tang?”

The “youth” gave the tiniest nod, which was as good as admitting it.

So she hadn’t found the wrong person.

Xia Lan tilted her chin proudly.

Immediately, one of her little followers hurried over with a chair, setting it down before her.

And so, right there in front of everyone, the heiress—skirt and all—planted a foot on the chair and leaned down with careless boldness.

One hand pressed against her knee, the other reached toward Ruan Tang’s face.

Since Ruan Tang had been keeping her head lowered, Xia Lan was determined to see what kind of person this transfer student was—daring to steal her spotlight.

Her fingertip brushed soft, impossibly smooth skin, like touching the finest silk.

Xia Lan froze for a moment.

Then, lifting that small face, she finally saw—

A pair of misty peach-blossom eyes, drowsy and hazy, brimming with a soft allure.

The corners of those eyes tinged red, like tears were about to spill at any second (though in reality, Ruan Tang had only yawned sleepily).

A delicate, refined nose, lips full and inviting—every feature looked like it had been carved by the gods, flawless to the extreme.

The obedient “boy” blinked up at her in confusion and let out a ridiculously soft sound:

“Eh…?”

She’d just woken up. What was going on?
And who was this pretty blonde girl in front of her?

Xia Lan’s hand stayed on Ruan Tang’s chin, but her whole body felt frozen, as if she’d been hit with a binding spell.

A beat later, the arrogant, glamorous face began to flush red, shade by shade, until she looked like a boiling kettle with steam pouring out.

Her lackey asked nervously: “Miss?”

Xia Lan snapped back to herself.

She let go at once, stumbling backward in a rush, her cheeks scarlet, stammering incoherently:

“Th-this time, I’ll graciously let you off! But you—you just wait!!!”

After spitting out a threat that wasn’t very threatening, she spun on her heel and fled.

It was hardly the elegant, dazzling image she usually projected—in fact, she looked a little pathetic.

On her way out, she even tripped over a desk, nearly falling flat on her face.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded, as she bolted.

Ruan Tang tilted her head, a little question mark forming in her mind: “?”

…

From that day forward, Ruan Tang’s “zero presence” buff was completely broken.

No matter where she went, eyes followed.

Being background? Being a nameless passerby?

Completely impossible.

“That’s the new transfer in the Liberal Arts Department, right?”

“Yeah, Ruan Tang. He hasn’t been here long, but already has Law School’s god Yan Qing wrapped around his finger.”

“And even the campus queen’s been tamed! Came to throw threats, but ended up running away blushing.”

“I also saw her getting close with Lin Yao from the Medical Department!”

“And Chi Yang, the campus tyrant from Finance! He walks her to and from class every day!”

“Holy crap, what is she, a god-tier magnet for all the school idols?!”

“And he’s a guy! Eating from both sides—seriously?”

The students clicked their tongues, but the next moment, Ruan Tang passed by.

For most of them, it was the first time seeing this “topic figure” up close.

Instant silence.

How… how could anyone look this beautiful?

Like a little prince who had stepped straight out of a manga…

The noisy chatter cut off, and the crowd watched in stunned silence until Ruan Tang’s figure disappeared down the corridor.

Only then did someone manage to speak again, voice now trembling with conviction:

“With a face like that, of course it makes sense he charms both men and women!!!”

“Damn it, I’m questioning my orientation—dangerous!”

“Ugh, I just wanna be one of the little fish in his pond.”

“Pretty boy, look at me!”

…

A few days later.

As class ended, Ruan Tang received a message from Chi Yang:

【Got stuff to do tonight. Won’t be free until ten. I can’t pick you up, so go straight back to the dorm. Don’t wander around!!! Make sure to lock the windows and doors, you hear me?】

A long string of nagging words, worry overflowing between every line.

Ruan Tang, however, didn’t think much of it.

That night—the man she’d run into had carried a familiar aura. She had the faint feeling he wouldn’t hurt her.

So, after sending back a simple “Okay~”, she happily packed up her things… and went out to play!

She’d heard from classmates that the college town had a night market lined with food stalls, and she’d been itching to try it.

As a result, she wandered too long. By the time she turned to head back, it was already close to ten.

Afraid Chi Yang might find out she’d sneaked out, Ruan Tang deliberately chose a shortcut.

The little path was quiet, dim, with only her footsteps echoing. She couldn’t shake the feeling someone was watching her from a distance.

That gaze made her uneasy, so she quickened her pace.

Just as she rounded a corner, a hand suddenly shot out and clamped down on her shoulder.

Then a hoarse, vulgar voice drawled:

“Pretty student, walking alone at night—aren’t you scared? How about uncle walks you back?”

It was a middle-aged man in a suit, his eyes glinting with filth.

When Ruan Tang turned, revealing her face, his gaze burned greedier still. He even let out a groan of admiration:

“Beautiful…”

Her flawless features glowed like jade in the shadows, her peach-blossom eyes shimmering with misty charm. That tiny red mole at the corner of her eye only deepened the pull, easily stirring a man’s darkest desires.

He couldn’t hold back anymore. Dazed with lust, he reached toward Ruan Tang’s face.