Things couldn't continue developing like this.
The impact was simply too bad.
"We can spend some money if that's what it takes to get this done."
Cheng Tianhao was a businessman. He had always believed that ninety percent of the world's problems could be solved with money.
It was merely a matter of how high the price was.
"I'll give it a try."
Cheng Haoming couldn't guarantee that Su Qiao would still answer him at this point—or, more accurately, that she would still be willing to listen to him.
"Hello?"
"Xiao Qiao, it's me, Haoming."
Su Qiao had just finished taking a shower when she received Cheng Haoming's call, and she was somewhat surprised.
"Why are you calling? Is something wrong?"
"Xiao Qiao, you know about what's happening online... right?" Cheng Haoming was actually embarrassed to bring it up, but he truly had no other choice.
Su Qiao guessed that 444 had probably done something again.
"Oh, I was just about to talk to you about it."
"Tell your wife to stop causing trouble for no reason. I don't want anything more to do with you people. I just want to live a peaceful life of my own."
"Of course, you should know that although I'm easygoing, I'm not someone who's afraid of trouble. If she really manages to anger me, Mei Yuxin won't get away with it—and neither will any of you."
They were already divorced, and she had already received the money. Su Qiao no longer had any reason to be polite to him.
Her words were direct and decisive, leaving him no room to save face.
"Xiao Qiao..." Cheng Haoming opened and closed his mouth, momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
He could clearly feel that Su Qiao truly wasn't the Su Qiao he had