"Since you want to play tricks with me, why don't I play along and give you an opportunity to expose yourself."
Qin Miaomiao had a plan forming in her mind, but she still needed to handle it carefully. The hardest part was maintaining the right balance and judgment, so she thought it over and set her sights on Mo Wenwan.
At this moment, Mo Wenwan was dealing with paparazzi who had taken photos of the chaotic private life of one of her artists. She stepped forward to negotiate with them, boasting that she would provide them with another scoop within half a month as compensation. Only then did they hold off on publishing the photos.
"There must be negatives, and who knows how many copies they made. It seems that if I don't give them an even better lead, the photos might still get out in half a month," Mo Wenwan frowned immediately.
"Strange, why is she calling me?"
She had unintentionally noted down Qin Miaomiao's phone number, never expecting to receive a call from her.
