"Plop!"
Zhang Xiaoxiao fell to her knees with a plop.
"Wang Hao! It was wrong of me that time, but it was Zhou Chenggong who forced me! If I didn't agree, he would have uploaded my photos online."
She clung to Wang Hao's thigh, crying with tears streaming down her face, saying things that even a ghost wouldn't believe.
What kind of scheming and plotting does Zhang Xiaoxiao have?
Would she really be photographed by Zhou Chenggong?
It's simply laughable!
It's a wonder she didn't turn the tables on Zhou Chenggong.
"Alright, I don't really blame you. After all, if it weren't for your meddling, I wouldn't have gotten that batch of medicines. So, in a way, I should be thanking you!"
Wang Hao's expression changed, and he looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao with a smile:
"Besides, back then, since I dared to show off to you, I wasn't afraid of you telling others. Zhou Chenggong is probably nothing but bones now, so I don't plan to pursue it with you."
