The name Han Jifeng was more repellent to her than anyone from the Lai Family.
If it could be said that Lai Wenyan and Ouyang Qian, mother and daughter, were continually squeezing her living space, then Han Jifeng was the one who took up the butcher knife, striking her repeatedly, until her life was completely stripped away.
It had nothing to do with love; in this life, she simply didn’t want to mention the name Han Jifeng again.
Suppressing the surge of emotion in her chest, Tang Li answered flatly: "Not very familiar, he was a university classmate of my sister."
"You have a sister?" Yu Sui turned her head to Tang Li: "Aren’t you an only child?"
"When did I ever say I was an only child?"
Yu Sui was at a loss for words.
It seems that Tang Li had indeed never mentioned such a thing.
Information on Tang Li’s personal life was all conjectured by her classmates—a student who keeps to themselves either comes from a poor background or has some unknown history.
Although nowadays Tang Li wasn’t wearing any designer brands, she also wasn’t in old shirts and outdated jeans anymore. Yu Sui pursed her lips, glancing at Wu Xuehan; seeing that she wasn’t surprised, it was evident she already knew about Tang Li’s family situation, which made Yu Sui feel somewhat awkward inside.
"Now that I’m your assistant, I think I should understand your family situation a bit."
Seeing that Yu Sui had learned to tactfully express her dissatisfaction, Tang Li, unusually cooperative, replied: "You only need to know that I have two sisters, same father but different mothers, and my father’s current wife isn’t my mother either. As for the rest, it’s not convenient to disclose at the moment."
Yu Sui said gloomily: "Is it inconvenient to disclose to me, or have you also not told anyone else?"
Saying this, she looked at Wu Xuehan again.
Wu Xuehan straightened her back, gloating as she side-eyed Yu Sui: "We’re different, I’m the legitimate one, you’re a newcomer, practically a mistress. Have you ever seen a master discuss important matters with a concubine?"
"..." Yu Sui was so angry she was practically steaming.
Just as Tang Li was about to urge them to eat, her peripheral vision caught sight of someone at the entrance of the cafeteria.
Wu Xuehan also turned her head, seeing Jiang Yiniing and the tall young man beside her, and spontaneously clarified for Tang Li: "Yiniing has been getting close to Wu Han from the vocal music major recently. I thought they were dating, but when someone asked Yiniing, she said they were just ordinary friends, it seems like Wu Han is pursuing her."
"Of course, she won’t admit to having an ambiguous relationship with Wu Han." Yu Sui snorted coldly: "If she gets together with Wu Han, wouldn’t that ruin her chances with Fu Si?"
"What does this have to do with Fu Si?" Wu Xuehan didn’t understand.
But Tang Li already understood.
Yu Sui continued: "Wu Han is Fu Si’s roommate. Fu Si has a bad temper, and by sophomore year, no guys in his class wanted to share a room with him, so the counselor moved him into the vocal music major’s dorms."
Fu Si didn’t bother to deal with Jiang Yiniing; if Yiniing didn’t want to give up, she would have to rely on clever tactics, getting close to Fu Si’s roommate was undoubtedly one way.
"They say they bumped into each other while walking. It’s such a white lotus tactic," Yu Sui chuckled, "only these clueless guys would believe it’s fate."
Over there, Wu Han lined up to buy food, and Jiang Yiniing chose an empty table.
Just as she was about to sit down, she saw Tang Li and the others.
Jiang Yiniing walked over, ignoring Yu Sui’s obvious hostility, and sat opposite Tang Li, her tone intimate: "Ah Li, you’re the female lead in Mao Yiming’s new music video for ’Still,’ aren’t you?"
Tang Li directed her gaze towards her, responding with a smile: "Whether it’s me or not, don’t you already know very well inside?"
Having hit a dead end, she didn’t get up to leave but continued: "Ah Li, after filming ’Original Sin,’ are you planning to come back to classes, or will you look for other acting opportunities?"