Inside the office.
The middle-aged man closed the door, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and took a drag.
He glanced over at Xiao Wu standing by the door.
"Who would've thought, really, who would've thought.
Early Summer, who looks so innocent and gives off a first-love vibe, turns out to be such a slut behind closed doors.
Actually slipping her hand into a man's trousers in public.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
If those so-called Brother Long, Brother Feng Chen, Brother Tian knew about this, they'd probably slap themselves silly."
Xiao Wu's complexion changed.
The three names the middle-aged man mentioned were all her livestream's cash cows, er, no, big brothers.
Each of them started with seven-figure donations in her livestream.
Xiao Wu said with an icy face, "Name your price."
Ha-ha.
The middle-aged man laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
As he laughed,