Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 227

Chi Yang hobbled forward, supporting himself against the wall, limping with every step as he cursed under his breath.

“Yan Qing, you bastard, you really went all out! Not a shred of brotherly loyalty left in you! Damn you!”

Yan Qing’s face was ice-cold as he shot back without the slightest mercy.

“If I truly didn’t care about brotherhood, you’d already be in the hospital right now, not still standing here cursing me.”

Chi Yang’s expression darkened, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Yan Qing’s usually impassive face was now shadowed with irritation.

“Where exactly did Lin Yao take Ruan Tang?!”

Summer Lan, walking at the front, suddenly stopped.

Chi Yang nearly bumped into her and snapped, scowling.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Summer Lan lowered her head slightly, saying nothing.

Her beautiful pale-blue eyes suddenly lost focus, then flickered back to clarity as though someone had just switched her off and rebooted her.

A faint golden light began to swirl in her pupils—strange, otherworldly, yet dazzling.

She, too, heard the mechanical electronic voice.

The mission had failed. The plane had collapsed. As the Main God’s personality awakened, “she” opened her eyes.

Slowly, she looked down at her delicate feminine wrist, her face clouding over, then furrowing into a frown of irritation.

Abruptly, she turned her head to the left.

Her sharp gaze pierced straight through the heavy wall.

Whatever she saw there made her face sink.

“Over there.”

When “Summer Lan” spoke, it was no longer the sultry, commanding female voice from before. Instead, it was a low, magnetic male voice—deep, elegant, yet unyielding and severe.

Chi Yang’s face froze in shock, as though he had seen a ghost.

“Holy shit, you—you—”

Yan Qing, however, didn’t bother asking questions. He only frowned and urged impatiently:

“Move.”

As soon as he stepped forward, Summer Lan lifted her pale, slender wrist and casually slapped her hand against the wall.

Boom.

The wall split open.

Dust exploded in the air.

The other two fell silent.

“……”

Meanwhile.

Lin Yao was pressing light kisses along Ruan Tang’s delicate white neck, about to leave his own mark.

Her slender neck arched like a graceful swan’s.

Her misty peach blossom eyes widened slightly when she saw Summer Lan walking in, face utterly expressionless.

“A-Lan—”

Before she could finish, she saw Summer Lan grab Lin Yao and fling him away as though tossing out worthless garbage—her gaze cold, filled with disdain.

Ruan Tang’s lips parted slightly, but she couldn’t find the words.

A-Lan was… so strong?!

When Summer Lan’s eyes fell on her disheveled clothes and the ambiguous marks scattered along her neck, his gaze sank heavily.

“Sleep for a while. You shouldn’t see what happens next.”

The deep, velvety male voice rolled out, gentle yet laced with a hypnotic undertone.

Drowsiness washed over Ruan Tang in an instant. She swayed, then collapsed softly into his arms.

Holding her, Summer Lan lowered his gaze to the girl now peacefully asleep. That faint golden light in his eyes shimmered even brighter.

His long, slender fingers brushed her face tenderly.

“Don’t touch her!!!”

Lin Yao, sprawled on the ground, coughed violently, blood staining his lips. His hoarse voice erupted in rage.

“You monster! She’s mine—you’re not allowed to touch her!”

Summer Lan turned his head slightly, casting a frigid, superior glance over Lin Yao before letting his eyes sweep across Chi Yang and Yan Qing, who had just caught up.

Slowly, he spoke:

“Haven’t you touched her enough? I’m the only one who hasn’t laid a finger on her.”

A mocking smile curved his lips.

“I gave her the cheat of zero presence, made her disguise herself as a man, forced her into the background as a nobody—buff stacked to the max—and still, she couldn’t escape your twisted obsession.”

His golden eyes glowed strangely as he looked down at the men before him.

“How can you all be so depraved?”

Yan Qing, the last to discover Ruan Tang’s disguise, showed no trace of surprise.

He only fixed his gaze on the sleeping girl, his voice deep and firm.

“No matter what she looks like, I’ll fall for her all the same. That isn’t depravity—it’s simply my obsession.”

Chi Yang snorted coldly.

“You’re the real freak here.”

Lin Yao, pale-faced and bloody-lipped, pushed himself up against the wall.

“Who the hell are you? What do you want with Tang-Tang?”

Summer Lan let out a cold laugh.

“Don’t lump me in with you. I wouldn’t stoop to anything so filthy—”

But before he could finish, Ruan Tang let out a soft, sweet murmur in her sleep, like a kitten’s whimper—gentle enough to melt hearts.

Summer Lan’s hand, wrapped around her waist, froze. A faint blush crept across his cheeks.

Gulp.

The sound of his swallow echoed clearly in the still air.

The other three men immediately erupted in fury, all rushing forward at once.

Summer Lan raised a hand and traced a transparent barrier before him, cutting them off completely.

Fortunately, none of them had awakened yet.

Even if his power was limited in this plane, against “ordinary people,” a little was more than enough.

“Her mission in this world is over. I’ll take Ruan Tang away—to a place where you’ll never disturb her again.”

The countdown had originally given him three more days, but he could no longer wait.

If he lingered and one of them awakened, they’d devour this foolish little girl whole!

“Don’t you dare—”

Lin Yao slammed his hands against the barrier, his pretty face twisted with rage.

“If you take her, I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth and drag you out, no matter where you hide!”

Chi Yang’s eyes burned red as he snapped impatiently.

“Stop wasting time with him! What kind of shitty barrier is this? I’ll smash it in seconds!”

Without a word, Yan Qing joined him. In perfect unison, both men kicked hard against the transparent shield.

“Impossible. Ordinary people can’t break my barri—”

Crack.

A harsh shattering sound rang out as jagged fissures spread across the barrier.

At the same time, Summer Lan’s own composure fractured.

—Just what were these men?!

They hadn’t even awakened yet, and they could already break through his barrier?!

And if they did awaken—

As if to prove his fear right, a terrifying wave of pressure surged from the side, pinning him in place until he could barely move.

In an instant, a figure appeared before him.

It was Chi Han.

His innocent, puppy-like eyes now gleamed with an ominous golden light as he stared at Summer Lan.

“Who gave you permission to lay your filthy hands on her?”

“—Little Main God.”