"It seems, there was such an incident."
"..."
By not playing by the rules, Mo Shangjun instantly disrupted the prepared remarks of Liang Zhiqiong.
Whether such an incident existed, they both knew very well.
Mo Shangjun should have been cornered by fabricated issues and on the defensive, but by agreeing readily, she shut down Liang Zhiqiong's next words, quickly gaining the upper hand.
Liang Zhiqiong swallowed noiselessly.
"However," Mo Shangjun said slowly, raising a hand to tap on the desk, "you know there's a price, right?"
"What price?" Liang Zhiqiong asked subconsciously.
However, as soon as the words left her mouth, Liang Zhiqiong realized something was amiss, thinking: Damn, I've completely fallen into the trap.
Resting her left hand under her chin, Mo Shangjun tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing around her eyes as she pretentiously expressed surprise, "He didn't tell you?"
"No."
