Chapter 43.2: Who Is Yang Yue’s Fiance? (2)

It was obvious Mother He’s question about Shang Jing’s food preference was a trap.

To rescue Shang Jing from the situation, He Jiang heartlessly exposed Mother He. “Mother, I remember you’re not well versed in cooking.”

But Mother He was not affected in the least. Without any change in tone, she continued, “It’s alright if I don’t know how to make it, your Auntie Chen knows how to! Let’s invite Xiao Zhuang too. We can cook and eat together in the villa.”

Auntie Chen was Cen Feinuo’s mother and a close cousin of Mother He. Given both their sons were in the entertainment circle, it was not hard for them to find a common topic.

Afriad Shang Jing would feel out of place, Mother He specially invited Xiao Zhuang along to lighten the mood of the gathering. She had also purposely left Father He out of it. After all, if they did not appear together, it would not count as a proper parents meeting.

Plus, cooking together would be more comfortable than sitting down on the sofa and engaging in small talks

Shang Jing: The pretty wife would eventually need to meet his in-laws. What a great plan to have Xiao Zhuang and Cen Feinuo’s mother around!

I hereby declare Xiao Zhuang to be my best buddy in the whole wide world.

In a sweet and coy voice, Shang Jing agreed to the proposition, “Sound like a good plan, Auntie He.”

He Jiang had been listening to the conversation between the two quietly and could not help the rising urge to light up a cigarette.

The conversation continued on for a few more minutes before Shang Jing ended the call.

Turning to He Jiang, he asked, “I’ve agreed to meet Auntie He on Saturday, 9.30AM, at our house. Are you available on that day? Auntie Chen will be making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and Double Cooked Pork…”

You better be here to learn how to make those dishes.

He Jiang: “Of course I’m free.”

Even if I have something on, I’ll still have to make time to watch Shang Jing. I can’t let him be tricked by my mother.

After announcing their plans to register their marriage on the programme, Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Qin had been going through the rites of meeting each other’s parents at eight times speed. By Saturday, the process had already been done.

He Jiang had also invited Yang Yue and Cen Feinuo along for the gathering.

This was his first time offering his villa as a venue for a gathering.

Unlike Cen Feinuo who brought a carton of red wine he had been stashing, Yang Yue came empty handed.

This was met with ire from He Jiang who questioned him with crossed arms, “Why didn’t you bring anything with you?”

Yang Yue scolded, “Your master is here to eat some dog feed on an empty stomach. You should feel honored I even entertained your invitation.”

How infuriating! Why don’t I have any girlfriend fans? And not even a politically arranged marriage or an engagement set when I was a child?

He Jiang: “Fine, I’ll make sure you’re at least well-fed in that aspect.”

Yang Yue: “...” I already feel like going home.

Yang Yue: “Your text last night mentioned a request for us to free up our schedules four months later. What’s up about that? Could there be a second season for the variety show?”

After experiencing the pattern of the director, there is a high chance three couples will break up out of the four. Have you thought this through?

He Jiang lifted his eyebrow. “Shang Jing and I are holding a wedding.”

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Yang Yue was beyond shocked. Even Cen Feinuo’s expression wavered.

Yang Yue: “Could it be you’re competing with Cen Feinuo to see who gets married first? Are you scared you’ll not be able to find groomsmen after Cen Feinuo’s wedding? Are you scared your groomsmen line up won’t be explosive enough? It’s not worth it, really.”

He Jiang: “... It really isn’t worth it.”

Yang Yue: “That the wedding must be real! Fuck, didn’t Shang Jing…?! Aren’t you scared this will all be for nothing?!”

He Jiang: “Are you saying I’ll be unable to retain him after the wedding should he regain his memories?”

Yang Yue: “That’s not what I meant.”

He Jiang suppressed his voice: “He’s the one who initiated the wedding, I’m just carrying it out. I’ll not invite any paparazis on that day so he can do anything he wants as long as he is happy. In the future when he regains his memory and remembers this day, we can still treat it as though we played house.”

And this wedding ceremony would also be a memory he would treasure for life.

As long as he was willing to trudge ahead, he would have a back up plan no matter when Shang Jing regained his memories.

Yang Yue: “Aren’t you worried he would regain his memories on the day of your wedding?”

He Jiang: “... If I’m really that unlucky, there’s nothing I can do.”

After a short pause, he threw in an advice for Yang Yue, “It better if you don’t eat anything later.”

Yang Yue: “...”

Tsk, to think I was tricked by his calm appearance.

At this moment, Mother Cen walked out of the kitchen with a basin full of garlic for the three free men to peel.

Cen Feinuo, who had inherited his mother’s cooking skills from young, looked at the basin and asked, “We have to peel so many? How many dishes are you cooking today?”

Mother Cen: “I’ve asked Xiao Jing and Xiao Zhuang for their food preference and both of them love garlic. So we’ve decided to add a couple of dishes to the meal, stir-fried garlic eggplant, scallops with garlic, garlic-infused lobster. Hurry up and peel them.”

In front of his mother, what authority would a film emperor have? Who would care about his food preferences?

Thus saw to the image of the three men sitting silently around a basin, peeling garlic, then proceeding to wash vegetables. Cen Feinuo even had to take up the chore of slicing the lobsters in half.

Shang Jing, on the other hand, shivered with nervousness in the presence of Mother He.