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.
