But she couldn't let her good friend take the fall, "President Mo, this matter has nothing to do with Qiangwei. I don't know where she is, nor did I plan to smear you… After all, offending you wouldn't be good for me."
"Is that so," Mo Shiche tossed the tablet computer beside him to her, "but you've already offended me."
Tang Sitian barely caught it, although she didn't really understand the stock market charts on the screen, she knew somewhat that Mo Group's stocks had plummeted.
Not only Mo Group, but Mu Group's stocks also dropped significantly overnight, the losses must be severe.
After all, the scandal was huge, and society is sensitive to topics like mistresses and infidelity, let alone concerning successful people. Netizens are even more indignant.
"Miss Tang, you've cost me a lot of money and reputation—probably worth a billion versions of you," Mo Shiche said with one hand in his pocket, his handsome face very cold, "so how should I kill you?"
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