Rong Dai had the words at the tip of her tongue but swallowed them down: “Okay.”
She really needed to tell him about this matter face-to-face.
Twenty minutes later, Huo Shao Ting arrived at Mulan Xiang. After Rong Dai handed over the work arrangements, she left.
Huo Shao Ting did not immediately ask her about the matter. As he drove, he reached out and held her slender hand in his.
When he noticed Rong Dai’s slight tremor, his brows immediately knitted together.
Rong Dai was silent, staring blankly ahead as her mind was a chaotic jumble.
After arriving at the top floor of Huo Group Building, Rong Dai’s hand was still icy cold. Huo Shao Ting wrapped her in a thin blanket and held her as they sat on the sofa.
“Do you feel a little better now?”
He looked into her eyes. He had never seen her in such a state before.
Rong Dai nodded, pulling back her distracted thoughts.
“Do you still remember what I asked you last night?”
She looked at Huo Shao Ting, her gaze exceptionally solemn and serious.
Huo Shao Ting frowned: “That kind of thinking is not...”
“What if someone has now arrived here the same as me?”
Not waiting for him to finish, Rong Dai’s emotions were immediately aroused, and there was even a trace of anger in her eyes.
Huo Shao Ting's gaze was profound. Her emotions were off today.
“Did something happen?”
Rong Dai realized her emotions were out of sorts. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself before explaining to him.
“Today, Sister Jing told me that Brocade Embroidery Workshop recruited a new design director from overseas, whose name is Xin Ziqing.”
“Shao Ting, this name... Even if I died, I would never forget it!”
Huo Shao Ting understood. No wonder her emotional fluctuation was so great.
He held her tighter and kissed her cheek: “I’ll have Zhang Changdong investigate right away.”
Rong Dai pursed her lips tightly, her palm-sized face taut, her beautiful eyes shining with dense hatred and indignation!
Huo Shao Ting immediately called Assistant Zhang. Assistant Zhang did not dare delay and immediately started investigating.
“Shao Ting, if it really is her, wouldn’t what I said come true?”
Rong Dai calmed down again, and hope ignited in her eyes once more.
Huo Shao Ting couldn’t bear to strike her down again. He could only give her a definite answer after obtaining data and confirmation.
“Perhaps.”
Rong Dai did not continue questioning him. Her mind recollected the events of her past life.
Everything she had suffered was designed by the Imperial Concubine and the Emperor working together. How could she not resent them?!
The room was very quiet. Half an hour later, Assistant Zhang called back.
After Huo Shao Ting hung up the phone, he immediately opened his email on his mobile phone and handed Rong Dai the information on Xin Ziqing to look at.
Rong Dai clutched the phone and read every word carefully. Xin Ziqing's information was made very beautifully, flawless.
"No photo?"
She looked at the empty space where the ID photo should have been attached.
This information didn't prove anything, just like her.
"Assistant Zhang said she grew up abroad since she was little, so he could only find this much for now. Other things will take more time."
Seeing her nervous and anxious, Huo Shao Ting explained with a frown.
Rong Dai felt a little unwilling, but she also knew it couldn't be helped.
"I'm thinking too much about it. You must inform me if there's any news. I have to get to the bottom of this."
"Although it's just a name, you understand it even if others don't, Shao Ting."
Huo Shao Ting responded and kissed her forehead, "I understand."
Only then was Rong Dai at ease. She leaned against his chest and gradually calmed down.
She spent the entire afternoon at the penthouse suite, revising design drafts for Fashion Wings, without thinking about the name anymore. But this matter had taken root in her heart.
