Miss Little Crayon

Chapter 501: 501: We're Not Right for Each Other, Let Alone Marriage


Chapter 501: Chapter 501: We’re Not Right for Each Other, Let Alone Marriage


Watching Lai Yuaner’s reputation crumble, Tang Li did not feel much joy.


In her previous life, the year Tang Li passed away, 25-year-old Lai Yuaner was already a top domestic star, gradually starting to act in Hollywood movies. Even if only as a supporting actress, she had gained some international fame. In this lifetime, it was probably impossible for her to reach such heights again.


A disgraced artist, no matter how abundant their resources are, would be in vain if the audience rejects them.


In her last life, Lai Yuaner became a prestigious actress at a young age, with Lai Shengxia’s planning behind her.


After her divorce, Lai Shengxia returned home and took the position of director at Tianyi Group.


Later, when Lai Shengxia was kidnapped, she was already the executive president of Tianyi, and Ouyang Qian was considering having her eldest daughter take over her role.


While following gossip news, Tang Li also paid attention to the domestic political news.


At 6 p.m. sharp, Tan Palace announced President Song Baiyan’s first overseas visit itinerary after taking office.


——Song Baiyan would visit the United Kingdom in a few days.


A spokesperson for Tan Palace stated in a declaration that, besides the United Kingdom, if the schedule allows, the new President might also visit other European countries. Details are to be determined, and discussions on multilateral cooperation and bilateral relations between nations will take place.


The last stop of the visit would be Song Baiyan’s trip to Belgium for an important summit.


Tang Li calculated that it would take at least half a month.


The next day, Tang Li stayed in her dorm, fiddling with the oven that Wu Xuehan had bought, while looking at a baking encyclopedia on her cellphone and holding a mixing bowl. With a mixer in her right hand, she beat the butter until smooth, then grabbed the powdered sugar to put in the bowl, realized she hadn’t washed her hands, and wiped them on her apron.


Yu Sui watched from the doorway for a while, then tiptoed away, asking Wu Xuehan, “With Lai Yuaner’s incident, is she particularly happy?”


“Not really,” Wu Xuehan, munching on a corn dog, turned to look at the kitchen. “Ah Li isn’t the type who likes to kick someone while they’re down. Maybe she just wanted cookies. Anyway, Ah Li isn’t filming these days, doing some handiwork is good.”


“Girls who suddenly get into handiwork are either in love or want to be in love.”


“That’s not necessarily true, I usually just make them when I feel like eating.”


Yu Sui looked at Wu Xuehan in exasperation, “Eat, eat, eat, clearly we’re not on the same wavelength!”


Wu Xuehan scooped up some ice cream, “Then just change the channel.”


“…” Yu Sui.


Tang Li finished making the cookies and packed them into her own paper box, leaving a baking sheet for the others. She changed into inconspicuous clothes, simply stating that she was going to the IMG headquarters, and left with a baseball cap and a mask.


Stepping out of Wentan Garden, Tang Li planned to hail a taxi at the entrance.


Suddenly, a honk from a sedan sounded abruptly.


Tang Li stopped in her tracks, instinctively looking in the direction of the noise.


——It was a white Audi.


She recognized the car.


Withdrawing her gaze, Tang Li continued along the tree-lined path.


At the school gate, just about to hail a taxi, the Audi stopped in front of her, and the passenger-side window rolled down.


Han Jifeng looked over at her and then spoke, “Get in.”


Just as Tang Li was about to step aside, Han Jifeng’s voice reached her, “Are you dating Ji Ming, the man by his side?”


“…” Tang Li paused in her steps.


“That night outside Tan Palace, I saw you follow him inside.”


“Are you stalking me?”


Han Jifeng did not deny it.


Tang Li looked back at the man in the car, “No matter what Lai Wenyan has told you, it’s impossible for me to be with you, we are not suitable, let alone get married.”