President Wen, Don't You Know That Madam Is Out of the Country?
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She hooked the iPad to the side and opened her email. People from X Weekly had already sent the photos.
Yu Anwan casually looked at a few pictures.
Reporters these days were impressive. Even in heavily guarded hospitals like Ruijin, they could still infiltrate.
Although the photos weren't high definition, they clearly showed Wen Jin and Lu Nanxin.
Heh.
Wen Jin was quite serious when he coaxed Lu Nanxin.
Yu Anwan flipped through them one by one until she felt numb.
She couldn't be bothered to look anymore and calmly said, "You want to ask me for money?"
"Mrs. Wen, of course, we wouldn't phrase it that way. We just want to receive fair compensation for our work," the X Weekly representative said with a hypocritical smile.
"Oh, how much?" Yu Anwan asked.
"Fifty million," the X Weekly representative immediately stated their price. "This amount is a drop in the bucket for Mrs. Wen."