Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 216

The sharp-featured beauty Xia Lan arrogantly lifted her chin, casting Lin Yao a disdainful glance.

Then, pretending it was nothing, her eyes slid toward Ruan Tang.

At first, she only wanted to sneak a look at “him,” but once her gaze landed there, she couldn’t bear to move it away.

Ruan Tang, however, wasn’t looking at her. She was anxiously holding onto Lin Yao.

“A-Yao, are you alright?”

Xia Lan’s brows furrowed hard.

With a sour edge, she snapped: “What, are you made of glass? One little bump and you’ll shatter? Are you even a man? I’m sturdier than you are!”

Lin Yao’s hand, hanging at his side, clenched tightly into a fist—then forcibly relaxed.

He didn’t want to scare Ruan Tang.

Before her, he still wanted to keep up the act of being a pure, fragile white flower.

Maybe it was despicable, but this was the only way to keep Ruan Tang by his side.

The next second, however, Ruan Tang stepped protectively in front of him, her glistening eyes glaring up at the taller Xia Lan without a hint of politeness.

“It’s not like he chose to be weak! People born with healthy bodies—how could they possibly understand what it feels like to be sick?!”

The more she spoke, the redder her eyes became.

Yes—she finally realized why she wanted so badly to take care of Lin Yao.

Because when she was alive in her original world, she too had always been weak and frail. Shut inside the house like a caged canary.

She would never forget watching other children play games and chase each other happily in the garden outside her window.

She had wanted so much to join them.

But her body wouldn’t allow it.

Forget running—even walking a few extra steps made her uncomfortable.

Looking at Lin Yao felt like looking at herself.

Ruan Tang clutched Lin Yao’s hand tightly, so tightly it was as if she wanted to tell him he wasn’t alone.

That she would always stay by his side.

Lin Yao stared blankly at her.

Those peach blossom eyes, the most beautiful in the world, shimmered with tears and turned slightly red at the corners—all because of him.

Tang Tang… was crying for him?

The realization made his heart seize painfully, like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand. But along with the pain came a sweetness that spread through his chest.

Xia Lan froze.

Being stared at by such tear-bright, devastatingly alluring eyes made her heart pound wildly.

But that radiant, tender expression was for another man.

That truth left her unbearably restless.

Forcing down her turmoil, Xia Lan muttered in a muffled voice:

“Sorry, Tang Tang. I went too far. I take back what I said.”

She wasn’t normally so unreasonable, much less the type to mock someone’s illness.

But for some reason, seeing Lin Yao so close to Ruan Tang filled her with fire.

And Lin Yao in particular—she found him especially unbearable, as if she’d had a grudge against him in a past life.

All of that combined into harsh words that slipped out.

When Ruan Tang saw her apologize seriously, she lowered her head, blushing, and hurriedly wiped her tears, suddenly embarrassed.

“You should apologize to Lin Yao, not me…”

Xia Lan shot Lin Yao a cold look. In the end, she ground her teeth and spat out: “So—rry!”

Lin Yao didn’t even acknowledge her. He simply took Ruan Tang’s hand and walked straight past Xia Lan.

As they went, he murmured to her: “Let’s hurry to self-study. Don’t waste time on useless people.”

Xia Lan: …

If she’d known he would ignore her anyway, she wouldn’t have apologized!

So what if she didn’t like him? So what if she wanted to insult him?!!

Notice: My ladyship’s manners have officially deteriorated further!!!

…

Lin Yao led Ruan Tang to their seats, but no sooner had they sat down than Xia Lan appeared across from them. She smiled sweetly at the student originally sitting there.

“Classmate, I’ll give you three thousand yuan. Can you switch seats with me?”

The student froze, then grew furious.

“So what if you’re rich! Does having money give you the right to humiliate people?!”

Xia Lan’s smile didn’t falter. “Ten thousand.”

The student immediately packed his things, moving with lightning speed.

“Thank you for the insult. Bank transfer or Alipay?”

The crowd: “……………”

After sending the money, Xia Lan sat down gracefully, propping her chin on one hand as her gaze, unbidden, drifted toward Ruan Tang.

Feeling her stare, Ruan Tang grew nervous, shrinking slightly.

“W-What is it? Is there something on my face?”

She touched her own cheek, her flustered expression unbearably cute.

In Xia Lan’s mind, a voice screamed, So cute, so cute, ahhh! But outwardly, her face stayed indifferent, even faintly disdainful.

“Who’s looking at you? I was just spacing out. Don’t flatter yourself.”

Ruan Tang flushed and lowered her head shyly.

Xia Lan instantly regretted it, pinching her own arm hard before trying again, forcing herself to be honest.

She wanted to say: You’re really beautiful.

But what came out was: “Hmph. Why’s a guy got to look so much like a vixen? What’s the point of being that pretty?”

Inside, Xia Lan smacked herself hard.

If you can’t speak properly, just shut up!!!

Sure enough, Ruan Tang looked even more hurt, her lashes trembling pitifully.

Lin Yao’s clear voice broke in: “I like it.”

Ruan Tang blinked, startled. “What?”

Lin Yao’s long, pale hand caressed her face, his smile dark and deep.

“You’re beautiful. I like it very much.”

Ruan Tang’s cheeks flamed red in an instant.

Xia Lan: … Damn it! He just overtook her and stole the advantage? What a scheming bastard!!!

…

Partway through, Xia Lan’s phone rang. She got up and went to the restroom to take the call.

It was her mother, inviting her to a banquet that evening.

Xia Lan, irritated, said: “Not going.”

Her mother’s cheerful voice continued: “I heard there’ll be lots of handsome young men at the party. Are you sure you don’t want to come?”

A vein throbbed in Xia Lan’s temple. Handsome young men? She wasn’t interested in men at all!

Yet suddenly, her mind flashed with the image of Ruan Tang’s delicate, girlish face.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Sensing something, Mother Xia chuckled mischievously.

“Don’t tell me… our little Lan’s fallen for someone? Actually, your sister said she saw you pulling and tugging with some boy—”

Xia Lan’s face burned red. “Like hell I have!!! I’d never fall for someone like him, that… that… anyway, no! Hanging up!”

The call ended.

She lifted her head—only to see her reflection in the mirror, cheeks blazing crimson.

Xia Lan looked like she’d seen a ghost. She slapped her face hard.

Her expression was one of sheer horror, as though the world were ending.

Why the hell are you blushing?! Don’t tell me you actually like that little vixen!!!

She had never imagined herself liking anyone.

Though she was a girl, she’d never been interested in boys—in fact, she found them repulsive.

She hadn’t been interested in girls either.

She’d always assumed she might be asexual, destined to live out her life alone.

But now, with Ruan Tang suddenly appearing, her heart was a mess, restless and unsettled.

—Could this be what they call the awakening of first love?