Goddess, Why Is She Like That?

[I hate the goddess, I want to stop being a fan and start being a fan again. :(]Copywriting: 2025.10.12 Tan Siran is the most dazzling presence in the school. She comes from a good family, has good looks, top grades, and is gentle and polite to everyone. No one would dislike such a good talk. Sang Mian is no exception. But her family is poor and she is stupid. Apart from her good looks, she really has no merit at all. In this way, she would be easily laughed at because she has a crush on Tan Siran. Laugh at her wishful thinking, laugh at her daydreaming. Tan Siran would not fall in love with her. They said. Sang Mian ignored it and stood on tiptoes desperately to reach Tan Siran's world. Probably because he had never seen such a shameless suitor like her, Tan Siran was aroused and agreed to her. After rolling into bed several times, Tan Siran still didn't mention it, so Sang Mian had no choice but to ask her for status in a low voice. Tan Siran smiled, sat up, and looked at her emotionlessly. The lighter clicked. In the midst of the smoke, Tan Siran leaned on the bedside, his fingertips glowing scarlet. Decadent and sexy. Sang Mian saw Tan Siran smoking for the first time and was surprised that Tan Siran could smoke. Tan Siran blew out a puff of smoke and said slowly, "Isn't this good? If you are happy, so am I." "Sang Mian, why do you have to let everyone know?" Tan Siran wanted to say. Sang Mian, why do you have to make it difficult for me? Tan Siran put out the cigarette. Tan Siran's tenderness is fake, and his sincerity is also fake. Sang Mian was just a plaything that she played with when she was in the mood, and she could just throw it away when she got tired of it. Now Tan Siran is a little tired of her. Sang Mian was broken up by cold violence. After the breakup, Sang Mian gave up on herself. The family was too poor and life was difficult. Later, she simply took the wrong path. With her good looks, she quickly hooked up with a rich woman. Rich women have a hard time making money. After being tortured at night, Sang Mian would curl up beside the bed in a daze. She would occasionally think of Tan Siran. Although Tan Siran was cold, he was really kind to her when he was with her. She wanted to talk about Si Ran. But now that she was so rotten and her body was so ruined, she didn't dare to expect to see Tan Siran again. Better not to see you again. Sang Mian thought. But fate likes to play tricks on people. The sudden reunion of peace talks was caught off guard. In the rich woman's villa. The affair has just ended. Wearing a rich woman's shirt, she came down from upstairs, her thin white legs exposed. Then he bumped into Tan Siran sitting on the sofa. Tan Siran raised his eyes. The moment they looked at each other, Sang Mian stiffened up. Before he could react, someone approached from behind. It's a rich woman. In front of Tan Siran, the rich woman patted her butt frivolously. Embarrassment burned Sang Mian's face red, burning the last bit of dignity into pieces. She looked at Tan Siran hastily—— Tan Siran didn't look at her, and just greeted the rich woman with a calm expression. It's her own passion. Sang Mian lowered his eyes and tugged at his still stiff lips. I thought to myself. I hate talking about Si Ran. I hate talking about Si Ran. I don't want to treat Tan Siran as a goddess anymore. (He lowered his head in an instant.) Intention: People must rely on themselves