Weng Lan suddenly froze, not understanding what Li Mochan was trying to sell with his mysterious actions.
Fang Hui looked at the document bag on the table and suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of her heart.
Hesitating for a moment, Weng Lan glanced at Li Mochan and reached out to pick up the document bag.
Behind her, Li Jingjie and Li Jingxuan exchanged a look before crowding around.
Upon opening the document bag, it contained a stack of photos.
Weng Lan frowned and pulled out a few photographs.
The explosive photographs invaded her sight like a blow to the head.
Weng Lan's face immediately turned pale, her breath caught in her throat, almost fainting.
"Ah..."
Li Jingxuan screamed, her complexion turning a mix of green and purple as if a palette had been overturned.
The reflected light cast Li Jingjie's face in an unflattering tone, and his gaze towards Li Shaohui clouded with complexity.
