Chapter 215 Your Fiancé Relationship is Fake
"I’m really sorry, I had guests at home, so I’m late. Here, I’ve brought the guests with me," Wen Meiling said insincerely. As she spoke, she glanced over at Jiang Mengyu.
Jiang Mengyu really wanted to ignore her, but since she was the host today, she could only reply with an insincere "Welcome" and other inconsequential phrases.
"Sorry for intruding uninvited, I haven’t disrupted you, have I?"
Ye Rushui’s gaze swept over the family members and, upon not seeing Gu Dongxing, she asked: "Where’s Dongxing? He’s the one hosting today, why didn’t he tell me earlier?"
The family members looked at her strangely. Not only had she come uninvited, but she was also looking for the male host right away and even faulted him for not telling her earlier. What was the meaning of this?
Ye Rushui knew very well that the men hadn’t come back at this hour and yet she asked anyway.
Yes, she did it on purpose. After knowing that Jiang Mengyu and Gu Dongxing were faking their engagement, she stopped taking Jiang Mengyu seriously.
If Jiang Mengyu and Gu Dongxing were not really engaged, then Jiang Mengyu was not truly the hostess. Having come to the host’s house, should she ask the host or the guests?
Not only that, Ye Rushui took a look at the dishes on the table and then went straight to the kitchen, saying, "There are quite a few guests today, how can this amount of food be enough?" She directed Jiang Mengyu: "Go get some more."
The family members were stunned: Was she acting like the hostess? The way she spoke to Jiang Mengyu, it was as though a master was speaking to a servant.
Most of the people here came from rural areas. Normally, when hosting guests, there wasn’t such an abundance of elaborate dishes. Today, Jiang Mengyu had prepared quite a lot, which was already impressive. Ye Rushui came and complained there wasn’t enough and even instructed Jiang Mengyu to fetch more.
Where was Jiang Mengyu supposed to find more food at this time? Wasn’t this making things difficult for her?
Looking at Wen Meiling, she didn’t seem surprised by her friend’s behavior at all.
When all the family members looked at her, she finally explained: "She and Gu Dongxing have been childhood friends. It’s only right for her to help when Gu Dongxing is hosting."
Jiang Mengyu stepped in front of Ye Rushui: "Sorry, I am the host today, so I’m letting you down. Why don’t you come back when my fiancé hosts and invites your help?"
The family members were dumbfounded again: What did that mean, was she telling Ru Shui to leave?
It took a moment for Ye Rushui to realize that Jiang Mengyu was trying to send her away.
She lifted her chin: "What right do you have to send me away? You’re nobody to Gu Dongxing."
A thought struck Jiang Mengyu, how did she know that her engagement to Gu Dongxing was fake?
Too bad, starting from today, she was going to solidify that relationship.
And moreover, they were about to meet the parents tomorrow.
"I’m nobody to Gu Dongxing?" Jiang Mengyu smiled: "If one has to be married to be considered someone to Gu Dongxing, then indeed, I’m nobody to him. Because—" Jiang Mengyu looked at all the family members: "I believe the majority here know that I am Gu Dongxing’s fiancée."
"And as I said earlier, I am the host today. I didn’t invite you. If you came here sincerely as a guest, I would certainly welcome you, but you obviously came to pick a fight, so please leave."
Having said that, she directly made a "please" gesture towards the door.
Before, Jiang Mengyu had only hinted subtly for her to leave, but this time, she was clearly telling her to go.
Ye Rushui became somewhat agitated: "Jiang Mengyu, you’re definitely not Dongxing’s fiancée. Your fiancé relationship is fake, what right have you to send me away?"
All the family members were shocked—Jiang Mengyu’s and Gu Dongxing’s engagement was fake?
This wasn’t some undercover operation, why would they pretend to be a fake couple?
And even if they were pretending, surely it would be during some sort of mission, right?
Inside the compound, where was there ever a need for a charade?