The Empress's Transmigration into a Magnate's Wife

Chapter 192

Lu Ye nodded and sent a copy of the video and audio recordings to his own mobile phone, and then forwarded it to Lu Hong.

Rong Dai drank a sip of tea and looked at the colorful dishes in front of her, but had no appetite at all.

"Sister-in-law, don't blame yourself for this matter. It's not your fault in the first place."

Huo ShaoJIe saw her distraught and hurried to comfort her.

"I'm fine. It's over now. Don't tell Mei Shu about Zhu Li's matter. Zhu Li was brought here by her. She will be upset if she knows."

"Let Lu Police Officer deal with this matter. Try not to let the media report it. It won't do any good if it gets sensationalized later."

After pondering for a few seconds, Rong Dai gently instructed the two.

She didn't want to harm anyone, but she didn't want to be harmed either.

Yang Wanwan, Wen Shi Lan and Zuo Ran would all have to pay the price for their own mistakes.

This was only natural.

This incident didn't have to happen in the first place.

If Yang Wanwan hadn't been late that day, she could have dealt with her own problems properly, and wouldn't have wanted to target her.

Miss Yang's means of gaining power were despicable and contemptible.

But as long as she still had that halo around her, she could live better than ordinary people.

But that resentment and greed had ruined her.

Although the hot search about Yang Wanwan's matter on the internet had been taken down, tonight's incident also made Rong Dai reflect on herself.

In this era of rapid development, fresh events happened every day.

She couldn't shut those loose mouths up, after all, there was freedom of speech.

Since she first arrived, she had been on the hot search rankings on the internet three times.

The verbal violence online was really terrifying.

Yang Wanwan was indeed hateful, but everything on the internet had pushed her to the brink completely.

"You all eat. I'll treat tonight. I'm going back first."

Looking at the food on the table, Rong Dai felt very heavy-hearted.

Yang Wanwan would become what she was today. Although she knew it wasn't her fault, she still felt horror and chill.

The feeling of powerlessness and suffocation when she had drowned in the pond lingered over her. That feeling had left an indelible impression on her.

"Sister-in-law, let me take you back."

Huo ShaoJIe stood up, worried that something might happen to Rong Dai on her way back alone.

"No need. It's just a short walk. I can walk back by myself."

Rong Dai shook her head. The heaviness in her heart was like a big rock pressing on her heart.

Lu Ye held back Huo ShaoJIe and shook his head.

Rong Dai was a very perceptive woman. She knew what was going on with herself.

This incident must also have made her realize something. She needed some time alone to calm down.

After Rong Dai left the restaurant, she clutched her handbag and walked out into the extremely cold night of the film and television city, even though the thin snowfall of the past few days had melted.

She wrapped herself tightly in her down jacket, watching the busy traffic, and walked towards her apartment alone.

She felt very depressed.

She could probably empathize with Yang Wanwan's state of mind.

Trapped in desperation, alive but feeling dead.

In her previous life, during those ten years in the Cold Palace, she had felt the same.

Being alive was the greatest punishment for her. She didn't even dare die.

"I should let Uncle Huo know about this. Rong Dai's mood is not right. She was still doing very well shooting today until Zhu Li talked about those things and she became very upset."

After Rong Dai left, Lu Ye took a bite of the braised beef and frowned as he said this.

Huo ShaoJIe nodded, took out his mobile phone and sent Huo Shao Ting a message, of course also sending him a copy of the audio and video recordings.

As Rong Dai walked alone, she saw a bench by the roadside and sat down. Next to her sat a sanitation worker auntie eating hot steamed buns.

"Young lady, why are you sitting here in such cold weather? Hurry home, it's not safe at night."

Seeing Rong Dai sitting alone on the bench in the cold weather, the sanitation worker auntie kindly reminded her.

Rong Dai turned to look at her and gave her a faint smile. "I just want to sit for a while."

The sanitation worker auntie looked at her for a moment, then took out a bottle of hot soy milk from a white plastic bag and handed it to her, "You look unwell. Did something happen at work? Drink something sweet to lift your mood."

Rong Dai stared at the soy milk for a few seconds. The sanitation worker auntie looked amiable with her wind-chapped red face.

"Thank you."

She accepted it, but only held it in her hand.

The sanitation worker auntie gestured to offer her a steamed bun, but Rong Dai shook her head.

"Young lady, don't be disheartened! It's normal to feel frustrated at work sometimes. That's life - full of bitterness and tiredness. But after the bitter comes the sweet!"

"Alright, sit for a while then hurry home! It's not safe for a young lady like you to be out alone at night. Go home early, take a hot bath and get some sleep. The sun will still rise tomorrow."

After seeing that she was unwilling to say more, the sanitation worker auntie finished her buns in a few bites, put on her face mask, gave her some advice and went back to work.

Rong Dai looked at the warm soy milk in her hand, poked a straw in and took a sip, then got up and headed home.

Yang Wanwan's matter made her realize a lot of things.

She had thought that with her experience from her previous life, she could handle many things well.

But looking back from when she first arrived in this world until now, she had already experienced quite a few things.

She thought she could view everything with detachment.

But some matters would not gently respond to her goodwill to reconcile.

Although the sanitation worker auntie was a stranger, she was willing to share her warmth. Perhaps there were some things she really should let go, and learn to live well here instead of just surviving.

When Rong Dai got home, she received a call from Huo Shao Ting.

"Shao Ting."

"Feeling down? Still haven't rested well?"

Sitting in his office looking through documents, Huo Shao Ting gently asked her.

Leaning against the door, looking at the warm yellow lamplight in the room, a smile spread across Rong Dai's face, and the heaviness in her heart dissipated invisibly.

"It's nothing, just some thoughts."

She answered him softly. Uncle Huo must have told him about what happened earlier.

"Shao Ting, if possible, give her a way out."

She was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

Having seen so many bloody and dirty means in her previous life, in dealing with Zuo Ran and Wen Shi Lan, their endings seemed deserved in her eyes.

If the roots were not eliminated, the spring breeze would revive them - she understood that principle.

She had done such things in her previous life too.

She didn't really have a merciful heart, but she could choose. Yang Wanwan didn't have a choice, just like her previous self.

She didn't have a choice during those ten years in the Cold Palace.

If the imperial harem and His Majesty had given her a ray of sunshine back then, perhaps she wouldn't have endured those ten years of torment until her heart and mind gave out and she died.

She had personally experienced the pain and despair of being trapped in desperation.