My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 739 - 657: See Who Outsmarts Whom

Mo Wenwan first carefully read through Hua Tiantian’s content from start to finish. Then, she noticed Hua Tiantian’s behavior in the crew. Finally, looking at the scoop brought by the secretary, her thoughts started to deepen.

"This Huang Shan is truly restless. It’s not like she doesn’t know about Hua Tiantian’s relationship with Meng Yan. And there’s absolutely no need to fuss over a rookie girl who just debuted. I think she’s gotten too comfortable, pampered by Li Li, and now she can’t handle the taste of falling down. This time, it’s her own fault!"

Annoyed, Mo Wenwan coldly observed, staring at the contents of the scoop. Every word was crystal clear. The details seemed to be no less than 90% true. From the looks of it, Huang Shan’s past was quite colorful, and she had a knack for climbing up by stepping on others.

"Since you love stepping over other artists so much, I might as well strike while the iron is hot and give you a chance to showcase yourself."

Mo Wenwan never liked Huang Shan, and she had had unpleasant dealings with her in the past. Now, seeing Huang Shan’s predicament, her mind was filled with thoughts of how to stoke the flames. The more she thought about it, the more she realized this was the perfect opportunity and vowed to seize it.

She recalled seeing Huang Shan involved with a man before, and how that man had left with a look of bitterness. Huang Shan’s dismissive attitude had been unforgettable.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Wenwan made a call to an acquaintance of Huang Shan and asked them to arrange a meetup.

"Don’t worry. I won’t reveal anything about you. Just bring the person out, that’s all."

Mo Wenwan spoke with a tone of confidence, grabbed her car keys, and walked straight out of the office.

The meeting place was in an inconspicuous little shop. She didn’t want to draw attention, so she sat there with the photo, waiting for the target to show up.

A young man pushed open the door from afar and entered. He had a roguish air, his hair dyed wine-red, wearing casual denim pants. His looks were passable, but definitely not striking.

"Over here."

Mo Wenwan raised her hand to catch the man’s attention.

"I didn’t expect such a pretty lady to seek me out. Do you know me?"

"I don’t know you, but I know Huang Shan. She’s your ex-girlfriend, right?"

Startled, the man scanned his surroundings, his face cautious, and asked warily, "Are you a reporter or a paparazzi?"

"Does it matter? For you, whether it’s a paparazzi or a reporter, as long as there’s some benefit, it’s not a wasted trip."

Mo Wenwan scrutinized him, carefully observing his seemingly hardened expression, which still carried traces of unwillingness. She suddenly brought up Huang Shan.

"Lately, Huang Shan hasn’t been having an easy time. Have you seen the online scandal?"

"It’s blown up big-time; of course, I know. But I didn’t know she used to be a kept woman. Isn’t it typical for paparazzi to make stuff up? I don’t believe it."

"Do you not believe it, or do you just refuse to believe that she has this dark history before you two were together?"

"You... I don’t want to talk anymore."

Watching him get up to leave, Mo Wenwan’s demeanor shifted: "Two hundred thousand. I’ll give you two hundred thousand, but you have to meet my conditions."

"Who exactly are you?"

The man hesitated, thought for a moment, then sat back down.

With a sly smile, Mo Wenwan stared at the man and said, "I assume someone approached you before. I’ve heard you owe quite a bit of money out there. Two hundred thousand should help you out of your immediate troubles. Think carefully—whether she, a woman who abandoned you, is worth it."

He hesitated, and Mo Wenwan stayed silent, casually fiddling with her phone. Suddenly, the man spoke: "Three hundred thousand. Can you give me three hundred thousand?"

"Three hundred thousand? That’s quite a bit more than two hundred thousand. I need to see if what you can offer me is worth three hundred thousand."

The man, gritting his teeth, said, "I know quite a bit about her, and I have photos in my hands. These photos are definitely worth three hundred thousand. Ask me anything you want to know."

Mo Wenwan gave him a knowing smile. Half an hour later, they parted ways. Looking at the photos on her phone, she couldn’t help but grin widely.

"Huang Shan, let’s see what tricks you have left to turn things around this time."