"Damn it, Lin Yong, why is he in this photo?" Chen Wei loudly questioned from the side.
On top of the pile of photos on the table, the Siren, with peach-blossom eyes, an indistinct gender appearance, and a frail figure, caught everyone's eye.
Listening to two grown men about to quarrel over a male Siren, Xu Xiaoyou's mouth twitched slightly. Internally, she mused that perhaps men understood men best; this guy almost had them all hooked.
Seeing that the small group of three was about to fall apart, the one who had remained silent could no longer hold back and spoke with a gloomy face, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"It seems you still don't understand the situation," Xu Xiaoyou said.
"You know in your hearts how much you've wronged me. It's not what I want to do now, but what you should proactively offer to do for me to protect yourselves as much as possible."
"I have plenty of evidence of your embezzlement, jobbery, corruption, and exploitation of artists under you."
