Chapter 217: Dragged Out
Ye Rushui suddenly remembered that the last time she had suggested to Gu Dongxing to let Jiang Mengyu leave and offer Jiang Mengyu compensation, Jiang Mengyu was flaunting jewelry of insignificant value and playing around with a gold bar, tossing it up and down.
How could she have forgotten that this country bumpkin is rich!
According to the information Ye Rushui had, Leng Xiangyu, Jiang Mengyu’s mother, had an annual income of over one hundred thousand. And, her mom only had one daughter!
In an era where the average monthly salary was just tens of yuan, it was no wonder she was wealthy with a mother earning over one hundred thousand a year.
Though Ye Rushui’s family background was impressive, they were newly affluent, with a high family status but lacking in economic foundation.
Now that it was 1982, it was no longer the time when being poor was glorious!
Therefore, when it came to wealth, Ye Rushui was extremely envious of Jiang Mengyu’s fortune.
Seeing that Jiang Mengyu insisted on driving her away, she became furious: "Dongxing is my childhood friend, I came here to visit Dongxing’s home, what right do you have to drive me away? If you really can, then go invite everyone to an outside hotel, don’t host guests at Dongxing’s house!"
If it were any other girl, she might have really left after being spoken to by Ye Rushui .
But who was Jiang Mengyu? She was someone who had climbed out of hell.
She sneered coldly: "You won’t leave, is that it? Then I’m sorry, but I have to take action."
With that, she stepped forward to grab Ye Rushui, attempting to drag her out.
Ye Rushui had been thrown out by her once before and knew of her immense strength. She couldn’t help but feel a bit scared: "Don’t come any closer. I’m telling you, when Dongxing comes back, I’ll make sure you pay for this."
Jiang Mengyu laughed: "When Brother Gu comes back, it’s not yet known who will be the one in trouble. Today’s gathering, I only invited four friends and their families; all other guests were invited by Brother Gu.
You’re the one causing a disturbance at his banquet. Do you think he’s going to be mad at you or at me?"
Ye Rushui was stunned. She had only thought about dealing with Jiang Mengyu, only about how a young girl whose false identity as a fake factory boss’s fiancée was exposed would definitely not be able to stand it and would leave.
Little did she know, not only did Jiang Mengyu not leave, but she also repeatedly tried to get her to leave.
She didn’t know what to do.
Jiang Mengyu was right: when Gu Dongxing came back, he would probably blame her, the one who caused the trouble.
Still, she put on a brave front: "Of course you will be the one in trouble. I am Dongxing’s friend. What’s wrong with me attending the gathering?
You, a little country bumpkin, clutching onto Dongxing because of a fake identity for a while, are you expecting Dongxing to take responsibility for you?
How shameless can you get?"
The families present were a bit confused; was Jiang Mengyu really the factory director’s fiancée?
Or was she, as Ye Rushui claimed, only pretending for the sake of a task?
If it was just pretense for a task, shouldn’t her identity have been clarified after the task was completed? Why haven’t there been any statements from Gu Dongxing for so long?
While Gu Dongxing might not care that much, Jiang Mengyu was a young lady. If she stayed too long in Gu Dong’s house, it would not be good for her reputation.
Who would dare to marry her in the future?
However, Jiang Mengyu had no desire to argue or explain. She reached out again to grab Ye Rushui.
Ye Rushui tried to dodge, but the first time she avoided Jiang Mengyu it was because Liu Yumei was between them.
This time when Jiang Mengyu reached out, there was no one else between the two, and how could Ye Rushui possibly escape?
Ye Rushui, whose arm was caught by Jiang Mengyu, quickly reached out to grab Wen Meiling: "Sister Ling, help me."
Last time, when no one was home and Ye Rushui was thrown out by Jiang Mengyu, only a few families had come out to see when she had already gotten up, which was embarrassing enough for her.
This time it was Jiang Mengyu’s gathering. Though the men hadn’t arrived yet, the women and children were already there, around a dozen people in total. If she were to be dragged out in front of everyone again, where would she put her face?