Chapter 192 Her Story
Hearing her words, Huo Shaoting frowned slightly, and raised his hand to signal Zhang Tezhu to go out first.

"Shaoting, are you free now?"

While Dai Rong changed her shoes, she went into the room to check, and the sister-in-law had already gone back.

She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of red wine, took a sip, it was slightly sour, and then there was a hint of fruity aroma in her mouth.

"When you're free, drink less, I'm not by your side."

Huo Shaoting answered her, and when he heard her pouring the wine, he told her softly.

He was very disturbed. He listened to the recording and watched the video.

Rong Dai is his wife, Yang Wanwan touched his back this time, it is impossible for him to let her have any way out.

She didn't have any objections to the matter between Zuo Ran and Wen Shilan before, what happened this time?
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Rong Dai's mouth, she took a blanket and covered her knees, nestled lazily on the sofa, and turned off all the lights in the room.

"Shao Ting, I'm not merciful, I just want to let go of my past self. There are some things that I really should let go."

Her voice was very calm, but there was a sense of vicissitudes.

Huo Shaoting on the other end of the phone pursed his thin lips, glanced at the time on his watch, then quickly wrote a line on the document, and beckoned Zhang Tezhu to come in.

Zhang Tezhu hurried in to take the document. When he saw the words on it, he couldn't help but twitched in his heart. He didn't dare to say anything, and hurried to book a plane ticket.

"Shao Ting, I want to let go."

Rong Dai's voice was a little heavy.

Yang Wanwan's desperate counterattack almost drowned in the pond.

She remembered these things clearly.

The testimonies that Julie said were like hands strangling her throat, making her a little breathless.

When she was in the dressing room, she was thinking about how to make Julie not regret it, and how to make Yang Wanwan have the fate she deserved.

If Yang Wanwan wanted to murder her, she deserved to die.

But I thought of Yang Wanwan's hoarse voice and her vicious curses on the phone.

Rong Dai was in a trance, she thought of those concubines who died in the cold palace like her in her previous life.

They have hurt people, and they deserve to die.

But she died of exhaustion, the dignified queen of a country, her hands were also stained with other people's blood.

Although Huo Shaoting had already guessed her identity, she never admitted anything about her previous life.

She is avoiding, because she can't let go, and she can't face it.

But what happened tonight made her realize that she should really let go.

She always thought that she was trying to survive here with the most correct attitude.

Whether it's for Huo Shaoting or the Huo family.

She always has reservations.

Yang Wanwan's end today is indeed her own fault.

She gave the other party a chance, but the other party did not cherish it.

Now that I think about it carefully, if she herself can be reborn in this afterlife, why is it that God is giving her a chance?
She has been working here cautiously and fearfully, lest this is God's punishment for her.

How similar is this to Yang Wanwan's desperate counterattack now?

Because of fear, because of the fear of disappointment exceeding expectations, I dare not hold on to hope.

She has always been unable to let go of herself.

Even if she said her identity out of her mouth, how many people could take it seriously?
There are thousands of strange things in the world, and she is just one of them.

"Shao Ting, I want to tell you about my affairs."

She took a sip of red wine, found a comfortable position to lie down and spoke.

When Huo Shaoting heard her speak like this, his slightly frowned eyebrows stretched, and he said in a gentle voice: "Don't force yourself, I'm fine..."

"Shao Ting, I have a relationship."

Rong Dai interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"I have always been unable to let go of myself, I can't forgive myself, I am running away, I just want to shrink into that shell and not come out, so that no one can hurt me."

"However, I don't want to be Yang Wanwan, who pushes myself into a desperate situation, and one day destroys myself."

She took a deep breath and looked at the lights outside the window under the night, her heart was unusually calm.

Yang Wanwan pushed herself into a desperate situation. It is true that there were external factors, but she did not let herself go, so she was thrown into prison.

Those ten years in the cold palace in her previous life were her punishment for herself.

She needs warmth, a new beginning and a new life.

There are warm people around her, and she also wants to be a warm person.

"This... will also destroy you."

Huo Shaoting was silent for a few seconds: "I will listen attentively, as long as you are willing to speak, but don't force yourself."

He was glad she could have such a reconciliation with herself.

But at the same time, he was also very worried that if she did this too reluctantly, it would make her feel uncomfortable.

"I don't force it. I just want to tell you about those things. I have always had a knot in my heart. We are husband and wife."

"You are trying to be a good husband, and I want to... try to be your wife."

Rong Dai smiled and explained.

She took another sip of wine, closed her eyes, and put the phone on her chest. After taking a few deep breaths, the memories of her previous life emerged in her mind.

Bit by bit, the memory that she thought would be blurred, unexpectedly remembered it exceptionally clearly.

Huo Shaoting didn't intervene, and listened to her quietly, answering her with a soft nasal voice from time to time, indicating that he was listening.

Rong Dai chattered, met the emperor's acquaintance, and became a queen from a prince concubine.

Then to fight wits and bravery with those concubines, to the decline of her family.

She spent the last ten years in the cold palace, and finally died of heart failure, appearing in the ward of this later life.

She spoke very carefully.

Someone harmed her in the story, and she also harmed others. She didn't shy away from it, and said it completely.

"... Shaoting, I have always thought that this is God punishing me, because there is nothing worse than being alive."

"But I forgot that being alive is precisely the most beautiful thing."

"Before I dealt with Wen Shilan and Zuo Ran, I was not touched. I just felt that they harmed me. This is what they deserved."

"In the past, I always said that those concubines who tried their best to fight for favor were cold-blooded and ruthless, and used other people's blood to warm themselves."

"But Wen Shilan and Zuo Ran, they deserve to die, but I'm also cold-blooded and ruthless enough, and I became like them before I knew it."

Rong Dai opened her eyes, looking at the dark ceiling.

The stone that had been weighing on her heart for so long was gone, and the feeling of relief made her feel relieved.

"Julie said I'm warm and kind, you know? It's been a long, long time since I've heard that."

"This sentence made me realize that I am still living here in the skin of my former self, not living."

"Shao Ting, I want to let go and live a real life with you."

Rong Dai picked up the phone, pressed one hand on her chest, and said in a sincere voice.

(End of this chapter)

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