Meng Ya unblinkingly stared at them with a stunned expression.

Some crazy woman kissed the hooligan! ​​

Fu Renshu seemed particularly bothered, but the woman was undeterred. Meng Ya gritted her teeth as a sense of strange frustration enveloped her chest.

You are really a hooligan! A scum! You kissed me and now you let some other woman kiss you? You already have a girlfriend, yet you dare to steal a maiden's lips! Despicable!

She didn't even realize when her nails started scratching the pillar as she felt angrier with every passing second.

Aren't you just an assistant!? How do you know such a beautiful woman?

She wondered. Fu Renshu worked for Wei, so he must have met her in some high-class party for the wealthy people.

That feeling of strange unease grew in her heart.

She looked at herself and then at that woman.

I am not that bad either. My dress might be cheap but I am still pretty!

Curse you Fu Renshu for two-timing! Even hell won't accept you after you die!

She waved her hand in sheer anger that knocked a nearby vase kept on a stand. It fell with a bang that immediately drew their attention towards her.

Meng Ya widened her eyes and swiftly picked the vase. But she was already caught. She awkwardly smiled at them.

"H-Hello…I was just passing by."

Fu Renshu's mouth twitched.

If one wasn't enough, here comes another troublemaker.

"What are you doing here?"

The woman narrowed her eyes at Meng Ya and seemed to observe her.

Meng Ya slowly came down, holding the vase in her hand. Fu Renshu said, "Put the vase aside, you idiot."

She smiled. "It's okay. I will put it on again on my way back."

The woman pouted her lips and intimately swung her arms against his. Meng Ya noticed and understood how she was trying to claim her territory.

Hah! You don't need to claim him! Who will want this hooligan in the first place?

The woman sweetly whispered into his ear, making him grimace.

Her grasp tightened on the vase, looking at them acting so lovey-dovey.

"Renshu. Who is this woman? I have never seen her before."

"This…" he didn't know how to explain this.

"Oh, is she a new maid you have hired?"

Meng Ya choked.

What the hell! From what angle do you see that I look like a maid!? Check your damn eyes! How dare you look down on me!

Fu Renshu glared at her. "She is not a maid. Now leave if you have got your answer."

"Renshu...you never talked to me like this before. How could you raise your voice against me?" She pursed her lips. "We have known each other for so long now."

Meng Ya stiffened.

Known each other for so long…?

She suspiciously looked at her. The frustration intensified.

The woman smiled at her. "If you are not a maid, then who are you?"

Meng Ya squinted her gaze. "You are the guest here. Isn't it more appropriate for you to introduce yourself first before asking me?"

The woman sharply stared at her for a moment before a soft smile curled her lips. "You are right. That was rude of me. I am Tian Meirong and I am Renshu's childhood friend."

She inwardly cursed her.

You didn't have to add the last part!

"I see. Nice to meet you. And by the way, you weren't just rude by not introducing yourself first but also because you assumed that I am a maid," she smiled, "Clearly, I am not wearing a maid's uniform."

Fu Renshu coughed hard.

Why is she acting so differently today?

Tian Meirong was slightly taken aback, but she didn't let it show on her face. She immediately looked apologetic. "I am sorry. It's my mistake. Your clothes looked a little baggy and...I got you aren't offended," she politely smiled.

Meng Ya dug her nails on the vase and had an urge to throw it on her head and then again on Fu Renshu's head for having relations with such a woman.

Fu Renshu warned. "I am warning you. Stop it," be eyed Tian Meirong.

Meng Ya felt a little bit placated hearing his response.

Tian Meirong looked displeased. "How could you say that to your future fiance?"

Both Meng Ya and Fu Renshu choked hard.

"Who the hell is your fiance!?" He looked at her in horror.

"You cannot go back on your word, Renshu. We are childhood friends and you promised me in the past that you will marry me when we will be adults. I will be your bride. That's why I came back. I am so happy that we will finally fulfill our promise."

Meng Ya stared at them and suddenly, she felt like running away.

Childhood friends. Fiance... marriage…

They are so close.

She felt a dull pain envelope her chest.

Fu Renshu shook her hand off. "Enough with your nonsense!"

Tian Meirong ignored him and asked, "You still didn't introduce yourself."

Meng Ya glanced at her. The vase was almost at its breaking point with the way she was strangling it.

The heartache that came hearing this news flew away as if she never felt it.

A cunning smile flashed on her face, giving Fu Renshu a bad feeling.

"Indeed, it's my turn to introduce myself. I am Meng Ya, Fu Renshu's girlfriend."

He rapidly blinked his eyes and stared at her in a daze.

Excuse me? Nah, I must have heard it wrong.

Tian Meirong widened her eyes. "Girlfriend?"

"Yes. Too bad. He never mentioned anything about such a dear childhood friend of his. But it's okay. You will definitely get a good guy one day," she nodded.

He coughed hard. "Meng Ya…"

"Yes, dear?" She flashed a smile at him, making his mouth heavily twitch.

Dear…

Tian Meirong took a step forward. "I get it now. Renshu must have been kind to you and now you think that you are so close to him. Renshu will never choose a woman like you."