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

"No, I want you to drink with me right now!"

Her eyes burned with fire, and few dared to defy Lilith, especially when she was angry.

But Jiang Tang only gave her a deep look.

In that instant, Lilith's jade-green, misty eyes widened slightly as the firelight gradually dimmed, leaving only traces of ashes.

His eyes were like a bottomless lake, extinguishing her tiny flame.

Jiang Tang turned to his bartender friend and said something.

After receiving his nod, he took An Qianxi's hand and led her away from this bewildering world without looking back.

The lake receded, and the flames reignited.

Lilith stood up abruptly and arrogantly approached the bartender who couldn't help but feel timid and hesitant in her presence.

She was very tall, probably around 1.75 meters, which gave her a strong sense of intimidation.

What did he say to you?

I'm asking you a question!

Apart from Jiang Tang, it would be difficult for any man to remain calm in the face of Lilith's immense pressure.

No matter how beautiful or dazzling she is, she is still unbearable to behold.

"He...he said he paid for your drinks."

Jiang Tang used the money he had saved at the bar to cover the cost.

In this way, there will be no conflict of interest between them.

To be honest, Lilith ordered very expensive drinks in order to please him.

Jiang Tang is going to feel the pinch now.

Lilith bit her lips until they hurt.

Is this the only sentence?

"He also said..." The bartender's eyes began to wander.

Clearly, it was because of Jiang Tang's words, which greatly surprised him.

At least in his mind, Jiang Tang shouldn't be indifferent to Lilith in front of him.

"What did he say?" Lilith pressed, her eyes blazing.

The bar had no choice but to bite the bullet and respond in a very innocent tone.

He said, "I don't know you well," oh no, no, it's "he doesn't know you well!"

He was very nervous.

And it completely failed to reveal the cold indifference and paleness in Jiang Tang's words.

It's like passing by a street or feeling a gentle spring breeze.

Do you want to stay here? Can you make the wind stop and wait for you?

You were just a passerby, and she was even more of a passerby.

We part ways amicably; whether we're happy or not for the rest of our lives, who cares?

Jiang Tang left, holding another woman's hand.

He had no lingering affection for Lilith whatsoever.

His drunken state just now was fake, the fact that his eyes only reflected his own image, and the sweet smile on his lips were also fake.

Only that cold and profound gaze was real.

The light made Lilith look utterly disheveled.

After hearing this, she stood there stunned for a long time.

After a long while, he talked to himself.

"Really? So that's what he said?"

Lilith, you underestimated him and overestimated yourself.

Lilith, to him, who are you sending this to?

037 I'll offer a higher price

It's often said that in matters of the heart, whoever cares about the other first loses.

Of course, different situations require specific analysis.

But when applied to Lilith, this statement feels exceptionally coldly true.

She is a chosen one of heaven, the little princess of an ancient hereditary family.

But so what.

From the moment she was ordered to approach Jiang Tang, the name and the person of Jiang Tang took on weight in her heart.

She is actually much more arrogant than she imagines.

Before coming to Dongfang, Mingming had thought a lot about meeting and getting to know Jiang Tang, how the two of them would communicate, and what kind of person he was.

She even fantasized about more things, things she couldn't say, and every little detail about his future.

She started to care about him.

Because of that inescapable fate.

Because I must sacrifice for my family.

At the same time, Jiang Tang truly did not know who she was.

He didn't care about her either.

……

Jiang Tang held An Qianxi's hand as they walked along the riverbank in the gentle evening breeze.

He was captivated by this warm and cozy atmosphere, which he had once found so familiar.

Perhaps An Qianxi felt the same way, which is why the two of them arrived here without saying a word and walked for a long time.

By the time An Qianxi realized it, their identities had already changed...

He withdrew his hand, quietly clenching it into a fist, whether out of endurance or to cling to the lingering warmth of what had passed, was unclear.

Jiang Tang also woke up suddenly and coughed softly.

He pulled the tab on the white peach flavored Rio, and bubbles rose up, making a hissing sound.

"for you."

An Qianxi didn't mince words and took a big gulp.

She choked a little after drinking it, and Jiang Tang patted her back considerately.

"Drink slowly."

The evening breeze by the river was cool, lifting the hem of her skirt. Jiang Tang glanced at her subconsciously.

When she looked up again, she saw An Qianxi's slightly flushed face and the city lights reflected in her eyes.

"What else would you like to see?"

"Then why didn't you take a closer look before? Was it pretty?"

"It's a pity we can't see it now, do you regret it?"

Her gaze was like that of a defiant little beast, using every means to mock Jiang Tang.

But actually, they are also somewhat pitiful.

"..." Jiang Tang looked at An Qianxi, who had suddenly become very powerful after drinking, and nodded gently.

It looks good, but I regret it.

He has always been an honest person.

But that's it.

His regret is irreversible.

An Qianxi understands him.

Therefore, such a response had no effect other than dampening the girl's newly risen emotions.

"I'll take you home."

Speaking of which, the route the two of them took was the same road leading to An Qianxi's house.

As soon as Jiang Tang finished speaking, An Qianxi turned around and walked in the other direction.

Where are you going?!

"It's none of your business. You won't let me drink alcohol, but can't I at least go get something to eat?"

She wanted to eat at Haidilao hot pot, order spicy hot pot, eat lobster barbecue, eat anything that would cause her to break out in pimples, get a sore throat, or have a stomachache—anything that could harm her but was stimulating.

"Is food from outside really that good? Why not eat what I make?"

"Yes, it exists!... What did you say?"

“I’m telling you, why don’t you eat what I make?” Jiang Tang stood there, waiting for her to turn around, his tone as gentle as the wind.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"..."

"If you don't want to eat, then forget it."

Jiang Tang seemed somewhat helpless. The moment he turned away, his shadow fell listlessly under the streetlights.

"No, I didn't say I didn't want to eat! It's just that your cooking skills... humph."

The girl still refused to reconcile with Jiang Tang, but she jogged after him and returned to the correct route.