After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 181 - : Liang Mengyun’s Wedding, Heart Like Dead Ashes

“No need, I can handle my matters myself; I don’t need you all to interfere,” Meng Jiahe refused without hesitation, not wishing to be endlessly nagged at.

Elder Mrs. Meng’s changed tone was based on her good relationship with Sang Qiao, which she understood very well.

No matter how high her position in Rose Entertainment was, it couldn’t compare with the Meng Family.

“Jiahe! How can you speak like that? We’re doing this for your own good,” Mrs. Meng frowned, feeling uncomfortable with her daughter’s somewhat brusque words.

Wasn’t she her mother? How could she harm her?

“You didn’t plan to be good to me before, now I don’t need it, so stop licking your lips and talking to me. Qiaoqiao always keeps personal and business matters separate; she won’t give you special treatment just because of me. So drop any hopes of collaborating with Si Family and Sang Qiao, and follow the proper procedures for partnership.”

Meng Jiahe’s demeanor was tough, but inside she just felt annoyed, as her mother always put on a “I’m controlling you because it’s for your good” face.

“Meng Jiahe! What kind of attitude is that? Don’t think everyone is after your money and social status.”

Mrs. Meng was usually gentle, her tone soft and tender, but now she was visibly angered, and her complexion changed.

“Is that so?” Meng Jiahe glanced meaningfully towards Elder Mrs. Meng.

Elder Mrs. Meng, feeling the stares, her face flushed red with the many people around watching the spectacle.

She quickly interrupted, “Enough, enough, no more arguing, it’s someone else’s celebration, making a scene like this, what does it look like!”

Mrs. Meng stopped at that point, realizing that scolding her daughter in such a moment was indeed inappropriate.

When the spotlight lit up the stage, and two figures walked down the long red carpet, Liang Mengyun, clothed in a floor-sweeping white wedding dress, was led by Mr. Liang step by step towards the stage.

Liang Mengyun’s eyes seemed vacant, and when her hand was passed to Mr. Gu, she instinctively looked down at the crowd, searching for someone.

The first thing she saw was Sang Qiao’s table, which was quite conspicuous as the spotlight swept across the high-profile guests.

Seeing them dressed beautifully, Liang Mengyun felt like laughing; after all, they were of the same age. Sang Qiao was loved by Si Chenli, and Meng Jiahe had Sang Qiao.

If the person asking to be with Sang Shen today was Meng Jiahe, she thought Sang Qiao would definitely agree.

The more Liang Mengyun thought about it, the more indignant she felt. They enjoyed life freely and beautifully, while her life was ruined and she even married a man a whole generation older than her.

Her heart was buried in jealousy and resentment, yet she never stopped to consider, if Meng Jiahe liked Sang Shen, Meng Jiahe would definitely not ask something that would inconvenience Sang Qiao.

That was the difference between her and Meng Jiahe.

“Meng Yun, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and put the ring on for me.” Mr. Liang saw her staring blankly without responding and could not help but urge her.

“…Okay.” Liang Mengyun finally snapped back to her senses. Her movements slow, she took the ring and stretched out her hand towards him.

Her gaze unconsciously turned back to look at the crowd below, finally settling on a particular spot. That familiar face etched in her bones caused her pupils to constrict violently.

Her hand, clutching the ring, squeezed tightly and stopped in mid-air, motionless.

Mr. Gu grew impatient, “What are you looking at now? You’ve been unresponsive for ages. Are we getting married or not?”

The actions on stage naturally didn’t escape the eyes of those below. Even Mr. Gu’s questioning couldn’t go unnoticed by Sang Shen’s table.

Sang Siyang turned his head to look at his second brother, “Second brother, she seems to be looking at you. Has she not given up on you yet?”

“I’ve said I don’t like her and I’ve been very clear in my refusal. She has chosen to marry someone else; she should have let go by now. Don’t bring up me and her again in the future.”

Sang Shen spoke these words lightly and dismissively as he glanced over the people on stage.

The Sang Family had a common trait: they either like someone or they don’t; they never lead anyone on.

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Though Liang Mengyun couldn’t hear what Sang Shen was saying with his lips moving, that indifferent gaze passing over her was utterly heartless.

She couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes turning red. Even if she were marrying such a man, Sang Shen would not pity her, let alone come up to the stage to rescue her from this predicament.

Suddenly resigned, Liang Mengyun shakily put the ring on Mr. Gu’s finger.

“Meng Yun, although I am a bit older, I’ll be good to you as long as you follow me properly,” Mr. Gu said, satisfied as he looked at the ring on his finger.

He reached out to wipe the stubborn tears from the corner of her eyes and then slid the ring on her finger.

“Okay.” Liang Mengyun replied numbly. What else could she say now that it had come to this?

If she did not marry Mr. Gu, the Liang family would fall. She could not be so selfish as to disregard her brother and father, especially since Sang Shen would never marry her.

After the ceremony was over, Mr. Gu led Liang Mengyun to toast table by table. She was like a robot the entire time, with no reaction, until they reached Sang Shen’s table.

Her hand gripping the wine glass involuntarily tightened.

“Thank you for attending our wedding. My spouse and I would like to toast you.”

The Sang Family members responded with close replies, all congrats and the like, but Liang Mengyun clearly heard Sang Shen’s “Happy wedding.”

Her nose felt unbearably sour; how could Sang Shen be so cruel…

After that toast, Liang Mengyun no longer had the energy to continue the hospitality. “I’m feeling unwell.”

“Then rest for a bit before we continue with the toasts. There’s no rush; let’s sit down and have something to eat.” Mr. Gu was still very accommodating toward her on these small matters.

He led her to sit and rest at their own family’s table.