Chapter 502: Chapter 502: The Condition Is You Marry into the Han Family
Han Jifeng asked, “Do you want to be with Ji Ming?”
“It doesn’t matter whether we’re a good match or not in regard to whom I want to be with.”
“If I say,” Han Jifeng’s deep and mysterious eyes look out, fixing on her fair and delicate face, “that within five years, Ji Ming will be sentenced to prison?”
Tang Li clenched the paper box in her hand.
In the car, Han Jifeng was observing her, seeing that she didn’t retort with “absurd,” but rather… as if she had long known this would be the outcome.
His grip on the steering wheel tightened, and then he said, “Get in the car.”
This time, Tang Li opened the car door.
Over an hour later, the two were in a private room at Fuyuan Orchid Garden.
Tang Li sat in front of the round table, her duckbill cap Still on, with her bag and paper box resting on her lap, clearly not intending to stay long. In contrast, Han Jifeng exuded the air of someone who came to have lunch.
Several dishes had already been served on the round table.
Han Jifeng picked up his chopsticks, took a slice of dried radish, and placed it on a small dish: “How did you and Ji Ming meet?”
After a moment, Tang Li’s voice came through: “Is that any of your business?”
Hearing this, Han Jifeng did not respond.
He ate the dried radish and picked up a jujube: “You’ve been in the Capital for less than three years. Ji Ming has followed his lordship for many years. His lordship has a marriage connection with the Lai Family’s Old Madam, albeit tenuous. I heard his lordship attended Old Madam Lai’s birthday feast last year, and Ji Ming must have accompanied.”
Upon hearing his analysis, Tang Li’s fingers under the table, resting on the paper box, felt a chill.
“One man’s success brings glory to his associates.” Han Jifeng placed the chopsticks on the rest, his tone casual and unhurried: “On the flip side, if Song Baiyan falls, the first to be implicated will be those closest to him.”
Saying this, Han Jifeng’s gaze landed on the plate of taro cakes on the table: “I remember you liking taro cakes a lot.”
Tang Li did not respond.
Han Jifeng took a sip of water from his cup: “Lai Yuaner got into trouble these past few days. I saw the news, she was forced to temporarily withdraw from showbiz. I thought her star was clear, even if she couldn’t become a Hollywood megastar, to win the Best Actress trophy at the White Pigeon Award before the age of 25 shouldn’t be an issue.”
In Tang Li’s memory, Lai Yuaner won the White Pigeon Award for Best Actress at the age of 24 for a movie, and now hearing Han Jifeng speak like this, the back of her hand grew cold; her right hand tightly pinched the flesh around the base of the left thumb, yet she Still did not show any emotion on her face.
After a long while, Han Jifeng spoke again: “You and Ji Ming aren’t suitable.”
Tang Li’s lips curled into a smile, unable to help retorting: “So I’m suitable for you?”
“You want to break away from the Lai Family and see Ji Ming as your support, but I’m afraid that support won’t last long.” Han Jifeng spoke lightly: “Actually… you know very well that a few years after Bai Yan’s funeral, Ji Ming’s stint as the chief guard will come to an end.”
“…” Tang Li could no longer smile.
“I have had some dreams, felt like they really happened, I thought only I would experience this, but now it seems that’s not the case.”
With that, Han Jifeng once again looked at Tang Li: “Ji Ming can’t protect you, in the future you will only be dragged down by him, better to part on good terms now.”
Tang Li suddenly spoke up: “Why would Song Baiyan die?”
“If I tell you, will you go tell Ji Ming?”
“…”
Seeing that Han Jifeng had no intention of answering, Tang Li didn’t want to continue going back and forth with him and prepared to leave, but Han Jifeng spoke up behind her with a condition: “Once you marry into the Han Family, I will tell you everything you want to know.”