All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

It's all my fault... It's all my fault that my mother passed away.

Everything was fine when Yuqing was born, but she suffered postpartum hemorrhage when Mu Yunyi was born. Even with President Mu's resources, he still couldn't save the lives of the two sisters' mother...

Mu Yunyi swayed, but Jiang Tang caught her and led her to a roadside pavilion to rest.

Oh no, I shouldn't have said anything.

But after understanding the cause and effect, a sense of melancholy arises, making one feel compelled to express it.

"It is often said that after a person passes away, they will turn into the brightest star in the sky, so that those who still miss and love her can see it."

The boy's voice was like the wind, soft and rustling.

But Yunyi is no longer a child. While she feels grateful for Jiang Tang's comfort amidst her sadness and grief, she also understands...

There are no fairy tales in this world.

"But you can't see the stars during the day."

Jiang Tang smiled and debunked the fairy tale he was telling himself.

This surprised Mu Yunyi slightly, and her eyes trembled, making her look even more pitiful.

Jiang Tang's gaze suddenly turned serious as he looked at Mu Yunyi, their eyes meeting and exuding an unquestionable trust.

"That's because those who leave also long to see the one they miss. In the darkness, she becomes your star; in the daytime, it's your turn to be her morning star."

"So Yunyi, lift your head and don't cry."

“You are the person she loves most, more than life itself… She wouldn’t want to see her daughter sad and heartbroken on this shining star.”

After Jiang Tang finished speaking, he looked up at the sky.

Looking up at a 45-degree angle, there is no sadness.

As people grow up, they become less willing to believe in any fairy tales.

But in reality, who isn't someone who lives on a star?

Mu Yunyi sobbed softly, but gradually stopped after hearing Jiang Tang's words.

She also began to look up at the distant sky where the stars had disappeared. For the first time since she was no longer innocent and naive, she looked up at this clear sky that made her want to cry.

Even though it was a bit silly, she still smiled.

Because she wanted her mother to see her feelings... she never stopped doing so from the time she was old enough to understand, and grain after grain of sand falling from the sky had long since filled the entire Sahara.

"Thank you... Brother Jiang."

"No need, don't tell your sister and your dad, I'll just make you cry."

Jiang Tang patted Mu Yunyi's head.

Because the latter is too well-behaved and cute.

His fingers couldn't help but stroke her soft cheeks, her throat trembling with tension, and finally... the collar around her neck, gently pulling on the chain.

As if he had the entire life of the girl in front of him under his control, Mu Yunyi obediently raised his face.

Jiang Tang was momentarily lost in thought.

The illusion was shattered by a familiar female voice. That voice was once gentle and melodious, and had once been humble and aloof, but it was no longer the cold and ruthless voice it was today.

"You've already found a new sugar daddy so quickly... or is it a pet?"

Jiang Tang, you disgust me!

——An Qianxi.

016. Fleeing

I once fantasized about meeting her again.

In the bustling city, as we brush past each other, I look back with a sense of loss, only to find myself swept away by the crowd.

In the corner coffee shop, in the quiet environment, with classical soft music playing, people smile at each other and wave and exchange greetings.

Or perhaps it's an unexpected encounter at the subway platform, a moment filled with unspoken thoughts, leading to parting ways and heading towards our own cities and lives—never to meet again.

I never considered this possibility.

In this situation, they met unexpectedly.

Jiang Tang's posture can only be described as "provocative".

Although... he usually uses this posture when teasing cats and dogs, it can cause unnecessary misunderstandings when it comes to people.

Not to mention that Mu Yunyi still looks like a junior high school student, only 1.5 meters tall, with a slender body and a poor figure, trembling slightly, as if sensing and enjoying, and squinting her big, innocent and lovely eyes.

Around her neck, a striking black leather choker, a stark contrast to her white dress, was both memorable and evoked strange thoughts and ideas that were definitely detrimental to Jiang Tang.

— Coercion

—Discipline?

Wearing a stylish sportswear outfit, An Qianxi has a perfect figure, not a bit too big, and doesn't need to lose any weight.

With her proportions perfectly aligned with the golden ratio of the human body, and after a warm-up jog, a bead of sweat slowly sliding down her face added a touch of heroic spirit that stirred a desire to conquer.

This perfect body once leaned so intimately against Jiang Tang's left and right.

Even... the feeling of unexpectedly falling into his arms transcends time and space, and when Jiang Tangguang recalls it now, it still feels like being struck by lightning—slightly numb, yet wonderful.

The intimate moments we shared back then are still vivid in my mind.

The hostility in her eyes was already overwhelming.

Jiang Tang subconsciously let go of Mu Yunyi's collar. The latter opened her bewildered eyes and looked at the beautiful woman on the path not far away. Her first reaction was inferiority and fear.

She moved a little closer towards Brother Jiang.

The two were sitting in the pavilion, so her closeness was seen by An Qianxi as an extremely intimate and reliance symbol.

Her heart suddenly ached, and the pressure from her heart forced her blood throughout her body. She felt waves of heat washing over her, making her feel as if she were in a hellish "wind, forest, fire, and mountain" hell.

She had already cried all night and thought she would never be sad again for this "dog of a man".

Today, when we meet again, my heart still rises and falls with his.

Like a kite with a broken string, its final fate will be to be battered by rain and wind, its paint fading, and it will eventually turn into a tattered piece of cloth.

Compared to disliking Jiang Tang's actions at this moment.

What An Qianxi couldn't lie to herself was that she actually loathed this moment even more... her own cowardly and utterly timid self, still harboring deep feelings of longing.

"You... live here?"

Jiang Tang's mind was in turmoil.

Chaos like hemp, sorrow like tobacco smoke, where in the city are there no willow catkins?

His mouth became clumsy at this moment. The perfect boyfriend of the past seemed to be a thing of the past. Now, he... met her again, and he was as awkward as a newlywed.

To ask such an obvious question.

An Qianxi was meant to belong to this kind of world, and had no place in her cramped, confined space.

"...What, did I disturb you?"

"Well... I'm sorry, I'll be leaving now, so as not to disturb your enjoyment any longer!"

"Qianxi!" Why did it just slip out?

She hurriedly covered her mouth again.

The sound fell into the still lake, and should not have even caused a ripple.

How can things suddenly become turbulent?

She stopped walking, and he stood up.

They could almost hear each other's heartbeats, and even their breathing was perfectly synchronized.

The option that remained in his heart was a fork in the road, leading to two dead ends.

Let us not meet before the mountain, nor meet again after the mountain.

The boy whose future has been robbed, the answer to how to choose is already clear.

"I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous. From now on, I'll call you Miss An."

His tone was flat, and his expression was indifferent and unperturbed.

He tidied his body, but he couldn't hide the throbbing heartbeat inside his chest.

How foolish, An Qianxi, you've become a weak woman who loves to dream... You actually have some expectations of him, who is so heartless.

An Qianxi's steps seemed to falter for a moment, and her body trembled, but perhaps it was just her imagination.

"No need. The deal is over, and we have nothing to do with each other anymore. You don't need to try to please me anymore."

"Similarly, it was my fault just now. I have no right to scold you for what you and your little pet were doing."

Her gaze, though glistening with moisture, was also sharp with a hint of resentment.

"I want to know, did she pay a higher price than I did?"

Jiang Tang, if you want, I can give you all my wealth and become penniless... Then you can kick me aside, wouldn't that be better?

Please don't tell me...

You also have moments when you're soft-hearted.

“I tutored her, and each lesson cost 300 yuan.”

"Private tutor? Turning someone's daughter into... a 'pet'? Three hundred per lesson, that's definitely more expensive than what I'm offering."

Renting a boyfriend for 200 a day is a great deal... but why do I feel like I've lost everything?

"It's just a regular choker, an accessory. I'm her teacher, not what you're thinking..."

Why wouldn't I want her to misunderstand my feelings?

The two have long since parted ways, and there is no reason for them to be connected anymore.

Even if I did not do anything, what would it have to do with Mu Yunyi?