Chapter 665: Filter

The second beggar just rolled his eyes, "Oh come on, it wasn't my fault."

Their argument escalated, drawing more attention from passersby. A small crowd began to gather again, muttering disapprovingly at the spectacle.

Meanwhile, Qiao Jun leaned back in his office chair, his fingers gliding smoothly over the keyboard. His eyes flicked over the message from his subordinate:

Boss, Miss Wu has started to investigate.

He typed a brief reply: Understood. Keep monitoring.

The faintest smirk tugged at his lips. He wasn't surprised; Miss Wu was nothing if not persistent.

Her past antics were already on his radar, thanks to the meticulous surveillance system he'd set up around Yu Holea.

Qiao Jun's eyes darkened as he recalled the suggestive AI-generated photos Miss Wu had tried to send to Yu Holea months ago.

Had he not intercepted those messages, things might have spiraled.