Qiao Mengtong found Qiao Jing's phone number and swiftly sent the photos and text message over.
"If you don't want these exposed in a moment, come find me at the café on Ronghua Road. A scandal involving Lin Yun, who just won the world championship, and the young mistress of Zhan Corporation, should be of interest to many, right?"
After sending this message, Qiao Mengtong felt a sense of relief wash over her and she couldn't help but feel a smug satisfaction inside.
It seemed she was finally going to turn the tables!
Qiao Jing, today I'm going to make you lose all face!!
At this moment, Qiao Jing had just seen Zeng Xiangyang off in a taxi when she felt her phone suddenly ding with a notification.
She was about to check it, her hand pausing just a moment from helping close the car door, when Zeng Xiangyang quickly pulled it shut and rolled down the window.
"Master, aren't you coming back?"
