The Empress's Transmigration into a Magnate's Wife

Chapter 377

Rong Dai was very perceptive. Huo Shao Ting had already given her such an obvious hint that there were some details she could think through clearly if she just thought about it carefully.

She even thought of Yang Wanwan's situation.

Yang Wanwan was blacklisted, and the Huo family spread those kinds of rumors.

Anyone who still wanted to make a living in this circle would be unwilling to offend the Huo family for her sake.

Of course, except for someone like Zhu Li, but that was also because Yang Wanwan had done her a great favor.

The scandals exposed about Yang Wanwan were enough for her to make many enemies.

No matter what era it was, adding flowers to embroidery and kicking someone when they were down were things everyone would do.

Especially denouncing Yang Wanwan, which was also effortless, and could also sell goodwill towards the Huo family.

Why wouldn't they do such a thing?

But given Yang Wanwan's situation, she could only hide away.

Yet later her appearance changed drastically - she had surgery done on her face.

Yang Wanwan wouldn't have had that kind of money herself, nor a way to go abroad.

So someone must have been helping her in secret.

And that person must hate themselves to the core, just like her.

Looking at it now, it did seem reasonable and could explain things.

"So does Yang Wanwan's situation also have something to do with him?"

she asked Huo Shao Ting.

"It will be investigated clearly. Anyone who hurt you will not get away from me," Huo Shao Ting said as he hugged her, not answering her question.

The person had not been caught yet, so all of this was just their guesswork.

Rong Dai nestled in his embrace, a wave of chill washing through her heart...

The next morning Rong Dai got up a little late. Her diet and exercise regimen followed the doctor’s orders.

Since they were at home, Huo Shao Ting had also been working hard these days, getting up around the same time as her.

He first made breakfast for Rong Dai before making a portion for himself.

After the husband and wife finished breakfast together, Huo Shao Ting went to the company.

Although Rong Dai was preoccupied with what he had told her last night, she was in no hurry at the moment.

She did some homework for a while. When the doorbell rang, she put on a cardigan and went to open the door.

Lu Nianzhi's face was slightly haggard, evidently greatly affected by yesterday’s conversation with Xu Chuan.

"I'd like to talk to you about something, do you have time?"

Lu Nianzhi looked at her, the emotions in her eyes clearly not right, lacking her usual sharpness and vigor at work.

Rong Dai nodded. She could also take a break.

Lu Nianzhi sat on the sofa cradling a hot cup of tea. After drinking a couple sips, she took out two invitation cards from her bag.

"These are the invitation cards TK gave you. I only received them this morning."

"They probably felt handling things that way was still a bit inappropriate, so they sent out two more cards to you and your husband as a couple."

"Their celebration banquet is tonight, but I guess you won't be going. Mr. Huo won't give you that chance either.”

Lu Nianzhi handed her the invitation cards.

Rong Dai looked at the two exquisitely made invitation cards, sensing the thick sarcasm from the other side.

"I certainly won’t be going, but Shao Ting and you can."

Lu Nianzhi furrowed her brows. Re-encountering Xu Chuan recently had disturbed her state of mind. Along with their conversation yesterday impacting her, her mind didn’t immediately comprehend what Rong Dai meant.

"Yang Yue was the one behind the schemes to frame me and put me in mortal danger."

"So, if that TK employee can let something slip from his mouth, plus the information we have in hand, whether TK's celebration banquet can still be called a celebration will be another matter."

Rong Dai looked at those two beautifully crafted invitation cards with icy eyes - this was a “death note” the other side had personally delivered.

If she didn’t go, it would be a bit of a let down for these gold foil invitations.