Transmigrating as the Supporting Male Lead's Sweetheart

It's no wonder Tang Tang couldn't remember. The last time she went to the Ming family, she met a whole crowd of people, and there were at least five or six boys around the same age as Ming Lang. She only greeted them briefly, so she genuinely didn't remember.

But it didn't matter.

Tang Tang suddenly acted as if she remembered. "Of course, I remember Ming Lang, right? You transferred here?"

"Yeah, yeah," Ming Lang nodded enthusiastically. "Just transferred a few days ago. I was planning to visit Uncle's place and see you in a few days, but then Qianyang mentioned something was going on here, so I came to check it out.

What happened?"

What happened?

Everyone turned their gaze to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin's face had gone as white as a sheet.

She had come to school today intentionally playing the victim, hoping to win everyone's sympathy and make them believe Tang Tang was just using her power to bully others. Since Tang Tang was a public figure, appearing aggressive and forceful would only harm her reputation.

Besides, Tang Xin wanted to humiliate Tang Tang.

Because of Tang Tang, everyone saw her as a liar and the main culprit in mistreating Tang Tang. Even her former friends had started mocking and ridiculing her. Tang Xin couldn't take it anymore; she just wanted Tang Tang to feel the same way.

After all, wasn't Tang Tang only acting this arrogant because she had latched onto some rich benefactor? To put it bluntly, wasn't she just selling herself?

Why did she deserve everyone's admiration and praise?

How could those boys, who called her a goddess and claimed to like her, not find it disgusting?

So, she had deliberately said what she did, and she could even hear the whispers around her. She could see the contempt in some of her classmates' eyes. Finally, Tang Xin started to feel some satisfaction. But before she could even enjoy it for a minute, everything changed.

She didn't know who this boy was or why he was with Feng Qianyang, but she understood one thing from what he said.

He had called Tang Tang his cousin.

He said they had only recently reunited after losing touch for a long time.

Suddenly, everything made sense—why Tang Tang suddenly wore so many designer brands, why she was chauffeured to and from school in luxury cars.

The classmates who had been watching the drama unfold from the beginning now felt like they were witnessing a TV show. The story of the foster daughter who had been mistreated as a child, the real daughter who had been arrogant and abusive, and now, the discovery that the foster daughter—once scorned as unwanted—was actually a lost heiress?

Whoa, this was too dramatic!

Tang Tang's luck had turned around so suddenly!

No, actually, Tang Tang had just had a rough time before, and now her fortunes were finally changing!

The buzz of conversation spread through the crowd, while Tang Xin stood there alone, like a clown.

She was shocked, unable to believe it.

How could this be possible?

Tang Xin pointed at Tang Tang and screamed, "This is impossible! If it were true, why didn't they come looking for you earlier? You're lying! I... I know! You must feel ashamed of your current status, so you made up this identity to fool me!"