Lai Yuaner left the police station, causing quite a stir again.
On her way back to school, Tang Li leaned against the seat, scrolling through V-blog news on her tablet, while Feng Qi sat next to her, arranging her upcoming schedules.
Noticing Tang Li’s slider cellphone, Feng Qi said, "You should change your phone."
"It’s quite good as it is."
"What’s good about it? I see you’re still using a QQ version from ten years ago."
Tang Li looked at him, "It’s not that exaggerated."
Feng Qi continued, "You don’t even use WeChat. Get a new phone, register accounts on a few social media platforms. When your popularity increases, all these will be essential."
"Let’s talk about it when the time comes."
Tang Li lowered her head and continued browsing V-blog news.
Tonight’s Lai Yuaner was no less sensational than she had been in the morning.
After Lai Yuaner left the police station, her studio’s official Weibo account issued a statement denouncing the rumormongers, but Lai Yuaner’s personal V-blog account remained silent.
The syringe found in the toilet cistern was indeed placed there by her earlier.
The syringe was the one used for Yu Sui’s injections.
It was normal for the syringe to have drug residues.
Having lived two lives, Tang Li understood Lai Yuaner’s character very well; she never missed any chance to undermine her in person. So, when she went to the restroom, she knew for sure that Lai Yuaner would follow.
She should really thank Lai Yuaner for her clean getaway tonight.
However, thinking that Ouyang Hua might be the initiator, and reminiscing Lai Yuaner’s past attitude, any guilt in Tang Li’s heart evaporated.
As for the person who sent her the text message—
Tang Li didn’t dwell on it.
Tang Yin had passed away, some things were no longer urgent.
If Tang Yin’s death was not an accidental AIDS infection...
Tang Li looked out of the car window, the neon lights reflecting on the glass were hazy, like flowing light. She gripped the tablet on her lap tightly; accidental or not, she would eventually clarify it all one day.
The van stopped at the entrance of the school.
Because she wanted to buy some stuff, Tang Li didn’t let the driver go to the dormitory building.
Tang Li went to the cafeteria and packed three supper meals.
At the entrance of Wentan Garden, her steps involuntarily halted.
Han Jifeng was leaning against his car, smoking.
Sensing her, he turned his head to look over.
Tang Li clenched the bag of packed food, just like the night of the state banquet, intending to ignore him, however, as she passed by the car, Han Jifeng spoke first, "You don’t want to see me?"
She didn’t voice this answer.
Her steps paused, and she turned her head to look at Han Jifeng, "Are we familiar?"
Under the shade of the trees, Han Jifeng looked at the girl’s clear doe eyes, not lifeless like in his dreams. He stood upright, his dark eyes locked on Tang Li, "Do you dislike me?"
"Not familiar, where would dislike come from?" Tang Li averted her gaze, "You’re Lai Shengxia’s ex-boyfriend. It’s clear that Wenyan set us up banking on your prospects; you marrying me would just be an attempt to get closer to Sheng Xia. As for me, I have no interest in being the filling in a sandwich cookie."
Han Jifeng suddenly said, "Do you like me?"
"..." A pang struck Tang Li’s heart.
That pain wasn’t because her true feelings were guessed.
It was like a reflex.
In her previous life—
When he was with Sheng Xia, her heart would often ache during the quiet of the night.
Han Jifeng continued, "My mother really likes you. If you have time, you can visit the Han Family more often, and if you’re worried about returning to school too late, I can drive you."
Tang Li turned and met his gaze unabashedly, "I’m now an actress, very busy. Besides, I have no interest in visiting the home of a man I don’t like."