Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 52 - Its Just a Bit Overmanaged
Chapter 52: Chapter 52: It’s Just a Bit Overmanaged
Chapter 52 -52: It’s Just a Bit Overmanaged
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
At that time, Yu Sui was a waiter serving plates at a hotel.
Seeing her, Yu Sui smiled and respectfully called her “Mrs. Han,” with a flattering and cautious air, as if she were very afraid that Han might suddenly take offense and cause her to lose her job.
Later, during the banquet, Tang Li heard her table-mate mention some anecdotes about the inner circle.
Among them was a story involving Yu Sui’s father, Yu Guofeng.
Yu Guofeng was an executive in a certain company, who at the start of the year was imprisoned for embezzling public funds to gamble, and it was also revealed that in addition to owing a huge gambling debt, he had been supporting a mother and daughter as his mistresses.
The mother and daughter serving the same husband—this scandalous affair quickly became common knowledge.
And Yu Guofeng’s “loyalty and affection” became a hot topic in those circles.
Yu Guofeng had already arranged for the mother and daughter’s immigration, and seeing that the misuse of the company seal could no longer be concealed, he immediately sent the two abroad, even purchasing a villa for them in Canada in advance.
When Yu Guofeng was caught, all he left Yu Sui and her mother were debts exceeding thirty million.
The house where Yu Sui and her mother lived was also taken by the bank to be auctioned off.
The most gossip-worthy point was—
The mistresses Yu Guofeng kept were his daughter’s schoolmates.
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At that time, the marital relationship between Tang Li and Han Jifeng had already hit rock bottom, and they were estranged despite keeping up appearances. Even if she was very curious in her heart, she wouldn’t take the initiative to ask him about the Yu Family matters.
At 8 p.m. sharp, a text message was sent to every student in the performance department.
At the end of October, the Art College held its annual freshmen welcoming party.
The college leadership, considering the negative impact of the day’s events, canceled the opera role that was initially set for Yu Sui to perform, and asked the second-year classes of the performing department to discuss internally and choose a substitute.
After reading the message, Wu Xuehan muttered, “The only one I remember who’s formally trained in dance in our major is Yiniing.”
When Tang Li heard Jiang Yiniing’s name, she thought of another person.
During the second half of her freshman year.
She was returning from the library to the dorm at night, passing through the grove in North Garden, when she bumped into Jiang Yiniing hugging and cuddling with a bespectacled boy.
Later, the students of the performance and director departments took a probability theory class together.
She learned that the boy was named Yuan Jin.
However, in her past life, she had shared a dorm with Jiang Yiniing for three years, and Jiang Yiniing always emphasized that she had never been in a relationship. Tang Li was an oddity at the school, naturally she would not broadcast her accidental discovery.
Tang Li then remembered another matter.
Because her memory was somewhat vague, she had to ask Wu Xuehan, “Who was right behind me in the performance department’s final exam rankings last semester?”
Wu Xuehan recalled, “… I think it was Yiniing.”
No wonder…
Tang Li revealed a knowing light chuckle.
“The two with the best grades in our class originally shared the same dorm with me, pity that my calculus is a complete mess, I can’t earn scholarships like you guys,” Wu Xuehan said with a face full of envy. Suddenly, she realized something, turned her head to look at Tang Li, and gently apologized, “Ah Li, I’m sorry, I forgot that you—”
Wu Xuehan didn’t continue, fearing that it would upset Tang Li.
This term, the list of scholarship awardees had already been released on Thursday.
Tang Li’s name wasn’t on it.
Now, the first in scholarship ranking was Jiang Yiniing.
Facing Wu Xuehan’s worried gaze, Tang Li smiled, “I don’t lack money for now, even without a scholarship, I won’t be destitute.”
“Do you really have living expenses now?” Wu Xuehan was still worried.
Tang Li gave a light “hm,” then curved up the corners of her mouth: “I met a generous soul not long ago.”
Pausing for a moment, she added, “It’s just that he’s a bit too meddlesome.”
