Chapter 51: This Invitation is Indeed Genuine

Translator: _Min_

When Gu Dai heard the trio, her eyes finally settled on Jiang Yue. “Miss Jiang,” she said in a cool tone, “if you feel a need for a sister, I would advise you to go home and urge your aunt and uncle to give you one, so you don’t arbitrarily refer to others as ‘sister’.”

w.a.n.g Lan’s piercing shrieks had already garnered the attention of many bystanders. Upon hearing Gu Dai’s words, they couldn’t suppress their laughter.

Jiang Yue, scanning the amused faces around her, felt a dark cloud settle over her. Her gaze hardened as she locked eyes with Gu Dai.

For the first time, w.a.n.g Lan had to face such public humiliation. In her mind, this was entirely Gu Dai’s doing and she couldn’t resist the urge to tear the girl apart.

Unfazed by the growing tension around her, Gu Dai sneered. Her words flowed in a composed and collected manner, “Instead of being convinced that I’m fabricating things here, why don’t you consult the one concerned, Song Ling, to confirm if what I’ve described is accurate.”

Gu Dai’s tranquil demeanor stirred a flicker of anxiety in w.a.n.g Lan’s mind. Could the situation possibly be as Gu Dai described?

This disturbing thought, however, only lingered for a moment before w.a.n.g Lan forcefully shook her head, dismissing her own speculation. There’s no way Gu Dai could have rejected Song Ling! She’s just saving face now!

Bolstered by this notion, w.a.n.g Lan composed herself, retrieved her phone, and texted a message. She then turned to Gu Dai, a provocative edge to her voice, “Alright, since you’re insistent on getting a confirmation from Song Ling, I’ve texted him. Just you wait to be humiliated!”

Unruffled, Gu Dai retorted, “Let’s see who ends up humiliated.”

Noticing the curator of the art exhibition standing nearby, Gu Dai addressed the trio, “You mentioned that I infiltrated the exhibition without an invitation. It just so happens we have a witness present. Let’s bring him over for verification.”

Before the trio could react to Gu Dai’s words, she had already summoned the curator.

“Ladies, how may 1 a.s.sist you?” the curator asked, approaching the group.

The sight of Gu Dai bringing the curator over unnerved Jiang Yue. She tried to restrain w.a.n.g Lan, hoping to prevent her from speaking out of turn.

However, while she managed to muzzle w.a.n.g Lan, she failed to silence Song Yu in time.

Without a second thought, Song Yu blurted out to the curator, “This woman snuck in without an invitation. Get someone to throw her out!”

The curator’s brows furrowed in confusion. He fought to maintain respect in his voice as he responded, “Miss, our exhibition has stringent entry checks. It’s impossible for such a situation to occur.”

Despite the curator’s a.s.surance, Song Yu stood her ground, insisting, “How can you be certain there won’t be any mistakes?”

At Song Yu’s question, the curator’s expression soured. Turning to Gu Dai, he requested, “Miss, may I see your invitation?”

“Of course.” Gu Dai extended her invitation to the curator.

The exhibition’s invitations were bespoke, adorned with a distinctive rose pattern and subtle anti-counterfeiting features, discernible only by those with specialized knowledge. After scrutinizing it for a few moments, the curator reached a conclusion.

He offered a respectful bow as he returned the invitation to Gu Dai, affirming, “Miss, this invitation is indeed genuine.”

“How can it be real!” Song Yu exclaimed, stunned by the outcome.

Jiang Yue’s eyes dimmed. She reached for Song Yu, turning to Gu Dai to offer a soft apology, “1 apologize. We misunderstood due to our lack of knowledge of the situation. I should have a.s.sumed from the outset that a gentleman must have given it to you.”

Upon discovering that the invitation was authentic, w.a.n.g Lan felt cornered, her pride wounded. However, hearing Jiang Yue’s words sparked an idea. She quickly seized the opportunity to sneer, “So you did possess an invitation, but only by relying on other men. My son’s decision to divorce you was undoubtedly the right one. After all, our Song family cannot tolerate a woman who flouts social norms!”

Not content with this, w.a.n.g Lan turned to Jiang Yue, “You’re leagues behind Yueyue. If not for grandpa, Yueyue would have been the one to marry Song Ling from the get-go. She’s the epitome of a perfect daughter-in-law in my eyes..”