The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot-Chapter 152 - : Raising a Little Ghost

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Raising a Little Ghost

“Hehe, a victim?” Zhong Niangyao sneered, “Are you sure she’s the victim? Every effect has its cause. Nothing happens without reason.”

Upon hearing Zhong Niangyao’s words, Zhao Rongrong’s face turned particularly unsightly.

Chen Mei’s complexion wasn’t any better, but since Wu Qiong had invited Zhong Niangyao, she didn’t feel it was her place to make a scene.

“Rongrong, have you truly told us everything?” Wu Qiong looked sharply at Zhao Rongrong, “If issues remain unresolved because of your concealment, you’ll be the one to suffer in the end.”

“Mr. Wu, you know our Rongrong best,” Chen Mei quickly chimed in, “She’s simple-minded. Faced with such an ordeal, she’s scared out of her wits. Why would she hide anything?”

Hearing Chen Mei’s words, Wu Qiong frowned, but said nothing more.

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Seeing this situation, Zhong Niangyao got up.

“Boss, what are you going to do?” Zhao Xuanglang also stood up promptly, “Is there anything you need help with?”

“I’m leaving,” Zhong Niangyao shook her head and spoke indifferently, “My time is precious; I’d rather not waste it here.”

“Haha, boss, you’re leaving,” Zhao Xuanglang exclaimed, “Then this issue—”

Zhong Niangyao looked at Wu Qiong and Mrs. Zhao, her voice subdued, “I can’t solve this issue. If the person involved doesn’t care, doesn’t want to solve it, then it’s better for an outsider like me to stay out of it.”

“Nianyao, don’t rush off,” Mrs. Zhao hurriedly got up and grabbed Zhong Niangyao’s hand, “Other than you, I really can’t find anyone else to help. Please, do me the favor of waiting a bit longer before deciding, okay?”

Zhong Niangyao, seeing Mrs. Zhao’s earnest expression and considering she was Zhao Xuanglang’s mother, found it difficult to refuse directly; she eventually nodded and sat back down.

Mrs. Zhao signaled to Wu Qiong with a meaningful glance, urging her to resolve the issue quickly.

Wu Qiong turned directly to Zhao Rongrong, “Rongrong, at this point, if there’s anything left unsaid, you better speak up now; otherwise, no one will be able to save you. You should be well aware that, if you continue in this state, the company will have to reconsider its plans for you.”

“Mr. Wu, this is—”

Chen Mei became anxious, clearly understanding the implication: they planned to sideline Zhao Rongrong! That would not do. As a mere agent in the company, Rongrong was her star prospect, her ticket to becoming a top agent. If Rongrong were sidelined now, it would be as if Chen Mei’s career had regressed to square one!

“I’ve made myself clear,” Wu Qiong’s gaze remained fixed on Zhao Rongrong, “Zhao Rongrong, you decide.”

After struggling internally, Zhao Rongrong stuck to her original statement, “I’ve truly said everything. Mr. Wu, even if you ask me to elaborate, I wouldn’t know what more to say!”

She knew all too well how much investment the company had put into her career; she bet the company wouldn’t give up on her so easily.

“It seems you won’t shed tears until you see your coffin!” Zhong Niangyao looked up at Zhao Rongrong, “Do you really think you can keep hiding this? Your life is almost over, yet you’re still thinking of keeping secrets. Do you plan to discuss it directly at Yama Hall?”

The moment those words were spoken, everyone was shocked, their eyes turning towards Zhao Rongrong.

The color drained from Zhao Rongrong’s face, leaving a complexion so ghastly pale that, with her haggard appearance, she seemed like a lonely white flower swaying in a hurricane, eliciting pity.

Unfortunately, not a single person present was inclined to pity or protect a damsel.

“What do you mean by that?” Chen Mei asked, panic edging her voice, “I’m telling you, don’t go spouting nonsense here, causing panic.”

“Hehe, the stench of death is already emanating from her body,” Zhong Niangyao sneered, continuing, “Everything so far was just an appetizer; the main course hasn’t even begun! And—”

At this point, Zhong Niangyao’s gaze shifted to Chen Mei, “You’re not any better off, are you? Surely this isn’t just about Zhao Rongrong’s issue. You too, were involved, weren’t you?”

Upon this pronouncement, the shock was palpable among the crowd.

Wu Qiong’s demeanor turned serious, her gaze sharpening, “Chen Mei, Zhao Rongrong, be honest, what exactly did you do?”

Chen Mei and Zhao Rongrong were silent, not uttering a word.

Fear was written all over their hearts. They didn’t want to believe Zhong Niangyao’s words, but after what had just transpired, they could see that Zhong Niangyao truly had capabilities. In other words, their situation was indeed very dangerous.

“Since you dared to do it in the first place, why not dare to admit it now?” Zhong Niangyao’s voice dripped with irony, “Or are you truly so indifferent to your own lives?”

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Seeing Chen Mei and Zhao Rongrong still unwilling to speak, Wu Qiong’s expression chilled, and she spoke bluntly, “Fine, if there’s nothing left to say, then Chen Mei, Zhao Rongrong, you may leave.”

“No, no, no, I’ll speak,” Zhao Rongrong, clearly panicking and ignoring Chen Mei’s hints, blurted out, “Actually…it was me, I raised a Little Ghost.”

“Raising a Little Ghost?”

Wu Qiong hadn’t expected such a turn of events and looked at her sharply, her expression far from pleasant, “You actually did something like this. Do you not realize this can backfire on you?”

Although she hadn’t encountered such things personally, she had heard whispers in the entertainment industry about stars raising Little Ghosts to become famous. Yet such actions never led to good outcomes.

She was astounded that someone from her own company would commit such an act.

“It’s not just that you raised a Little Ghost,” Zhong Niangyao said coldly, pressing on, “You haven’t yet told us, what kind of origin does that Little Ghost have?”

In an instant, Zhao Rongrong froze, her behavior turning extremely unnatural. Her eyes darted about, avoiding Zhong Niangyao’s gaze.

Everyone’s eyes were on Zhao Rongrong, seemingly waiting for her response.

As Zhao Rongrong remained silent, Zhong Niangyao continued to sneer, “The Little Ghost you raised; it’s your agent’s child, isn’t it?”