Seizing the opportunity, he hurriedly pleaded for mercy, "Second Young Master, Fourth Master, I was only doing it for the money, I really had no idea, please let me go."
"Had no idea? Hah... do you think we are fools?" Si Chen scoffed coldly.
He pulled out his phone to search, but realized that this guy was really low-key, without a single photo leaked.
Bo Fengheng made a call to Shen Yifei, asking him to dig out the surveillance footage from that night's charity gala and send over screenshots of Quan Fengyan during the security check.
He had even booked a private room on the second floor.
A sudden thought flashed through Bo Fengheng's mind—wasn't that the direction the woman beside him had been looking at that time?
So it turned out...
Bo Fengheng threw the photo from his phone, his deep voice cold as if it was freezing, "Is it this man?"
"Yes, yes, it's him..." the man hurriedly confessed.
All the pieces of the puzzle fell into place.
