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

Although it was wrong to invade someone's privacy, he really wanted to find out if the woman had any hidden folders.

If using such despicable threats can make her hand over An Qianxi's contact information...

Jiang Tang promised that he would only use it once.

But after searching for a long time, I only found a folder named "Sister".

But a password is required.

Jiang Tang is not a hacker or geek. He might be able to reach that level after a series of studies, but right now, his proficiency with computers is only at a "player level".

Therefore, the only thing he could do to deal with this kind of encrypted file was to try, which was almost a waste of time.

He first used An Hongdou's WeChat account, then her phone number, and then the regular number 123456...

It won't open at all; it's full of errors.

"I feel more and more like I'm doing something stupid..."

Even Jiang Tang himself couldn't help but look up and complain.

But the next moment, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he looked seriously at the computer in front of him again, his fingers beginning to tap the keyboard rapidly, typing out a series of numbers.

The moment he clicked to confirm the password, a folder named "Sister" unfolded in front of Jiang Tang.

He suddenly thought of and used the password.

It's An Qianxi's birthday, and An Hongdou's younger sister's birthday.

The moment the code was unlocked, Jiang Tang's gaze softened involuntarily.

Even that kind of woman...

They also use other people's birthdays as passwords.

In fact, deep down, An Hongdou also cares a lot about her younger sister, An Qianxi, right?

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Jiang Tang also went through a fierce internal struggle before opening the folder.

Inside... it shouldn't be... An Qianxi's... erotic... ugh, I mean, her photos, right?

But thinking about it, that's impossible. Otherwise, he would have suspected that An Hongdou was a closeted lesbian, and that the object of her affections was her own sister.

Otherwise, who would keep photos of their own relatives for no reason?

Jiang Tang is currently unsure whether the two are sisters with the same parents, but it seems unlikely.

Otherwise, An Hongdou wouldn't have been fostered in an ordinary family, and judging from her words, she seemed to harbor a vague hostility and hatred towards the An family.

After entering the correct password and opening the folder, the contents confirmed Jiang Tang's idea.

They're just... some very ordinary, yet everyday and relaxed photos.

In the photo, the older sister is holding her younger sister. The two were quite different in height when they were little, so they were easy to tell each other apart.

The background appears to be in a zoo, with a tiger strolling leisurely in the distance, resembling a large orange cat, and a lion with a dirty mane, seemingly abused by its mother, its eyes filled with helplessness.

As a child, Qianxi was so cute. She would timidly hide behind her older sister, clutching her clothes. At that time, she had long hair that seemed to have never been cut since birth, which stretched all the way to her slender calves. With her intelligent and clever appearance, she looked just like a little princess from a fairy tale.

Back then, An Hongdou had medium-length, dark hair that cascaded down her shoulders. The "elegance" and "dignified poise" that have now become synonymous with her were completely absent from her lively eyes. She looked like she had just shed her childishness and was transitioning from a girl to a young woman.

She flashed a V sign at the camera; she was still as romantic and warm as ever.

Time really changes so many people.

Or perhaps it's a matter of circumstances.

Jiang Tang continued reading and saw photos of herself eating cake with her younger sister, who was wearing a crown and was the birthday girl at the party.

An Qianxi's gaze, however, was only fixed on the large, bright red strawberry on top of the cake.

Jiang Tang briefly put aside reality and looked at one photo after another. His tightly pursed lips relaxed involuntarily, and he even revealed a faint smile.

But the creaking sound of the door being pushed open interrupted his immersive atmosphere.

"..." Jiang Tang quickly touched his nose with his hand, a sign of guilt, which has been written into many articles or books on "judging whether a person is lying by their expression".

But sometimes you have to admit that these statements do have some merit, and are consistent experiences that humans have summarized from many cases.

He looked up and met An Hongdou's eyes as she rubbed her ankle, looking slightly tired, by the door.

She took off her high heels and tossed them to the ground with a "thud," revealing her jade-like feet, as clear as frost and as white as snow.

"Do you usually wear high heels...?"

"Most of the time, even if it's not for aesthetics, it's for the aura."

"I see... No wonder you seemed a little uncomfortable when I stood next to you," Jiang Tang said after thinking for a moment.

Even the tallest girl would find it hard to have any "aura" in front of him.

“I’ll be very unhappy if you don’t stand by my side.”

"..."

This statement has a double meaning.

One theory is that no matter where Jiang Tang stays, she is unhappy and dissatisfied.

The second theory is that she would only feel unhappy and dissatisfied if Jiang Tang wasn't by her side.

An Hongdou is always so unpredictable.

She took off her high heels, took out the spare flats from her office, and then stepped onto the ground, her steps still elegant, walking straight toward Jiang Tang.

Like a model on a catwalk, getting closer and closer, Jiang Tang quickly closed the file he was looking at.

"What did you look at?" An Hongdou asked in a normal tone, as if she didn't care much about Jiang Tang going through her computer.

Otherwise, she would have panicked the moment she entered the office.

At least it wouldn't be like this now, where seeing Jiang Tang using his computer, he still chooses to change his high heels first.

"I wonder what games you usually play in the office, but unfortunately... I couldn't find the secret folder where you store your games."

"Really not found?"

An Hongdou's tone suggested something else.

"No," Jiang Tang replied naturally, sounding like he wasn't lying.

He wasn't lying; he really didn't find the game that An Hongdou had hidden.

Because he never even looked for one.

Humans may not be able to lie perfectly or hide the subtle clues in their lies.

But sometimes, telling the truth can actually make you lie perfectly.

An Hongdou smiled slightly, seemingly not intending to pursue the matter further. She came to Jiang Tang's side. There were no other seats, so she naturally sat on the desk. Her snow-white thighs under her short skirt quickly occupied Jiang Tang's right-hand view, like the reflection of a car's headlights.

If An Hongdou knew that Jiang Tang had described her thighs as headlights behind her back, I wonder if she would still be able to laugh like this.

Why won't you look at me?

An Hongdou is very aware of her strengths and advantages, and she is good at making the most of them.

Her slender hands gently caressed her fair, jade-like thighs, sliding demurely and ambiguously lifting the hem of her skirt.

“It’s dazzling…” Jiang Tang answered truthfully.

"Does he even know how to compliment a girl? Being eye-catching is one thing, but what does 'dazzling' even mean?"

"It seems you at least told the truth yesterday: Qianxi did pursue you first. Otherwise, given how badly you are at ending conversations, wouldn't your attempts to woo girls have failed long ago?"

"...Senior, you made me wait so long, you didn't come here just to discourage me, did you?"

Moreover, he wasn't bad with words, but it seemed unnecessary for him to care so much about An Hongdou's feelings.

Because his heart doesn't rise and fall with An Hongdou's emotions.

Jiang Tang had never thought about how cruel boys could be to girls they didn't like.

But now, perhaps this will come true in An Hongdou's case.

An Hongdou is great, with a perfect figure and stunning looks, but beauty alone is not enough to win over Jiang Tang's heart, which is already overflowing with other girls.

Therefore, he didn't want to waste time on meaningless topics and went straight to the point with An Hongdou.

"Why did you make an exception and let me join the student council? I already treated you like that yesterday..."

Without hesitation, they discarded it like worn-out shoes.

For a proud woman like An Hongdou...

This must be the biggest setback in her brilliant life so far, right?

Even if it isn't, it should still be in the top three.

"What does it matter? Just like taming a wild horse, I didn't expect to succeed on the first try."

"I don't like that description..."

And if he compares himself to a horse, does that mean An Hongdou wants to ride on his back?

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Perhaps An Hongdou also thought of that metaphor.

Therefore, her gaze was ambiguous and shallow, allowing one to see the illusory moon reflected in the water.

As for the real answer to the question "Why keep Jiang Tang in the student council?"

She then recounted her story in detail.

"I just want you to spend more time with me, so... maybe you'll change your opinion of me."

"Perhaps I was too eager for quick success, otherwise you wouldn't have been so resistant to me if we had started as ordinary acquaintances, right?"

An Hongdou's tone softened considerably, and she reached out to touch Jiang Tang's cheek.

In an office where no one is around, and a man and a woman are alone, such behavior signifies an escalation of their ambiguous relationship.