Meng Zhao felt like she had suffered internal injuries. It was only because she saw Musheng declare it with such an honest face that she truly believed he wasn't just teasing her.
So, Meng Zhao thought it unnecessary to ask any further and quickly changed the subject, "We found the person who took photos of you. He's demanding a million to buy the negatives; otherwise, he'll release the photos."
"A million?"
Musheng responded as if hearing some incredible tale, "Has he lost his mind?"
Meng Zhao nodded, her brows slightly furrowed, "I now suspect his aim is not just to release the photos. Every paparazzo knows that without solid evidence, even if the photos get out, we can quell the issue. But he's insisting on a million, or else he'll release them."
"Sister Meng Zhao, do you still have that set of photos?"
Meng Zhao nodded, "I kept them."