The Queen of Gossip

"This?" Caesar untied the chain around his neck, and shook it at Su Wanqing, "Such a valuable thing, if you say it's yours, it's yours?"

He still remembered the last time he was kidnapped, it was this girl who tripped him, causing his cervical spine to be injured and almost paralyzed.

"That was originally mine." Su Wanqing stretched out her hand to grab it.

The Star of Morning Sun was originally a couple, a witness of her and Xichen's love.

Caesar drew back quickly, with a sly smile on his lips: "I'll give it to you if you want it? It's so naive."

"I heard that Mr. Caesar's current situation in China is not very optimistic. The kidnapping failed, he was seriously injured, and the investment failed." Huang pulled out a bank card from his pocket, put it on the table, and slowly handed it over.

"Here is 5000 million, even if I buy that necklace."

A look of greed flashed across Caesar's face. He picked up the card, looked it over carefully, and said with a mischievous look, "What's the password?"

"Six zeros."

"Okay, here is the necklace."

With that said, Caesar threw the platinum and blue diamond pendant into Su Wanqing's hand.

After taking the money, Caesar carefully put it in the interlayer of his clothes. He has been really short of money recently. The most terrible thing is that because of his ineffectiveness, Italy has suspended his gold card.

This 5000 million is of great significance to him.

"This is my phone number." Caesar handed over a card, "I hope Mr. Huang's promise can be fulfilled."

"Of course." Huang took down the business card, staring closely at Caesar with his pitch-black eyes like black holes, and said, "But Mr. Caesar must show some sincerity?"

Caesar's face paled, and he said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Huang's voice still had no trace of warmth: "Since you have agreed to attend the press conference to testify, then please Mr. Caesar show some evidence that you had an intimate relationship with Mechelle."

"Oh—so you mean this." Caesar took out his phone, opened the keyboard, and said, "Whatever you want, melee photos, or love videos, I have them all."

"Speaking of, tsk tsk, that chick Mechelle does it on the bed, it's so hot and exciting, it's hard to stop, so I'll keep some secretly as a souvenir."

Su Wanqing looked at this wretched Italian man in front of him with a monster-like eyes, and felt terrible.

"Mr. Huang, do you want to take a look first?" Caesar Dawson shook his phone flamboyantly.

"No, you are responsible for disseminating these things anonymously on the Internet. After that, I will give you another 2000 million."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Caesar slapped the table excitedly, "Mr. Huang is straightforward, and I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Huang nodded, pulled Su Wanqing up and left.

Su Wanqing only felt a little sorry in her heart, and her voice was full of apology: "I'm sorry, I still cost you money."

Huang said indifferently: "Problems that can be solved with money are not considered problems, and besides, it is not a lot of money."

5000 million is just a drop in the bucket in his hands, and that car is only a few hundred percent of his net worth.

"Thank you." Su Wanqing couldn't think of anything else to say except thank you, "I will find a way to return it to you."

Her salary is a lot, and with the recent film appointments, there are several million, and tens of millions is a little bit difficult. "This?" Caesar untied the chain around his neck, and shook it at Su Wanqing, "Such a valuable thing, if you say it's yours, it's yours?"

He still remembered the last time he was kidnapped, it was this girl who tripped him, causing his cervical spine to be injured and almost paralyzed.

"That was originally mine." Su Wanqing stretched out her hand to grab it.

The Star of Morning Sun was originally a couple, a witness of her and Xichen's love.

Caesar drew back quickly, with a sly smile on his lips: "I'll give it to you if you want it? It's so naive."

"I heard that Mr. Caesar's current situation in China is not very optimistic. The kidnapping failed, he was seriously injured, and the investment failed." Huang pulled out a bank card from his pocket, put it on the table, and slowly handed it over.

"Here is 5000 million, even if I buy that necklace."

A look of greed flashed across Caesar's face. He picked up the card, looked it over carefully, and said with a mischievous look, "What's the password?"

"Six zeros."

"Okay, here is the necklace."

With that said, Caesar threw the platinum and blue diamond pendant into Su Wanqing's hand.

After taking the money, Caesar carefully put it in the interlayer of his clothes. He has been really short of money recently. The most terrible thing is that because of his ineffectiveness, Italy has suspended his gold card.

This 5000 million is of great significance to him.

"This is my phone number." Caesar handed over a card, "I hope Mr. Huang's promise can be fulfilled."

"Of course." Huang took down the business card, staring closely at Caesar with his pitch-black eyes like black holes, and said, "But Mr. Caesar must show some sincerity?"

Caesar's face paled, and he said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Huang's voice still had no trace of warmth: "Since you have agreed to attend the press conference to testify, then please Mr. Caesar show some evidence that you had an intimate relationship with Mechelle."

"Oh—so you mean this." Caesar took out his phone, opened the keyboard, and said, "Whatever you want, melee photos, or love videos, I have them all."

"Speaking of, tsk tsk, that chick Mechelle does it on the bed, it's so hot and exciting, it's hard to stop, so I'll keep some secretly as a souvenir."

Su Wanqing looked at this wretched Italian man in front of him with a monster-like eyes, and felt terrible.

"Mr. Huang, do you want to take a look first?" Caesar Dawson shook his phone flamboyantly.

"No, you are responsible for disseminating these things anonymously on the Internet. After that, I will give you another 2000 million."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Caesar slapped the table excitedly, "Mr. Huang is straightforward, and I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Huang nodded, pulled Su Wanqing up and left.

Su Wanqing only felt a little sorry in her heart, and her voice was full of apology: "I'm sorry, I still cost you money."

Huang said indifferently: "Problems that can be solved with money are not considered problems, and besides, it is not a lot of money."

5000 million is just a drop in the bucket in his hands, and that car is only a few hundred percent of his net worth.

"Thank you." Su Wanqing couldn't think of anything else to say except thank you, "I will find a way to return it to you."

Her salary is a lot, and with the recent film appointments, there are several million, and tens of millions is a little bit difficult.