A fashion queen

Song Yuhang set out to investigate Mo Yunting's business empire, seeking to uncover his weaknesses. Leveraging his wealth and connections, he hired a team of private investigators to gather information on Mo. These investigators delved deeply into Mo's companies, partners, and personal life, leaving no stone unturned.

Soon, Song Yuhang got some useful clues. He discovered that Mo Yunting was about to participate in a crucial business negotiation. If he could disrupt this negotiation, it would bring huge losses to Mo Yunting. This discovery made Song Yuhang excited, and he immediately began to plan how to disrupt the negotiation.

"Haha, haha, you're doomed this time!" Song Yuhang's eyes flashed with a determined grin, secretly gloating as if he had already seen Mo Yunting's defeat. He secretly contacted the other party's negotiating representative and deliberately leaked some information that was unfavorable to Mo Yunting, causing the other party to become suspicious of Mo Yunting. At the same time, he also created a series of troubles, causing Mo Yunting to encounter numerous obstacles during the negotiation process.

Mo Yunting sensed something was amiss, but for a moment he couldn't pinpoint the mastermind. Despite this, he remained undeterred by the challenges. With exceptional wisdom and decisive decision-making, he resolved each crisis one by one. But no matter how he addressed them, new problems always arose, as if someone was deliberately trying to kill him.

"Who the hell is this?" Mo Yunting's brow furrowed into a deep frown, his eyes filled with confusion and anger. He silently cursed the unknown enemy, but at the same time, he realized that this mysterious person posed a huge threat. He knew that if he didn't find this person and resolve the situation quickly, not only would his company be severely affected, but even his family could be implicated.

Mo Yunting decided not to wait and see; he would take the initiative, searching for clues and uncovering the truth. After considerable effort, he finally obtained crucial information and learned of Song Yuhang's plans. It turned out that Song Yuhang had been secretly plotting against him, attempting to bring his company to its knees and profit from the situation. With this knowledge, Mo Yunting began to formulate a counterattack.

On the day of the negotiation, Mo Yunting arranged for a substitute to attend the meeting in his place, while he himself quietly sneaked into Song Yuhang's office. When Song Yuhang was celebrating the success of his plan, Mo Yunting suddenly appeared in front of him and laid out all the evidence he had collected.

"You're the one behind all this?" Song Yuhang looked at Mo Yunting in astonishment, his face turning pale. His confident expression instantly disappeared, replaced by fear and despair.

Mo Yunting sneered, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Do you think you can defeat me easily? Too naive! I have known your conspiracy for a long time, and now you are finished." He pointed to the evidence on the table and said in a firm tone.

Song Yuhang tried to explain, but Mo Yunting interrupted him mercilessly: "Stop quibbling, I have seen through what you have done. From the very beginning, you set up a trap to frame me and try to ruin my career. But now, I will make you pay the price!" After that, he turned and left the office, leaving Song Yuhang with a look of regret.

"Haha, haha, you are so pathetic. You ignored our years of brotherhood and snatched away my fiancée. Have you ever thought that I have slept with her... Hahaha, hahaha." Song Yuhang shouted loudly at Mo Yunting. His voice was like a sharp knife, cutting through the silence of the room. Everyone present was shocked and embarrassed.

Mo Yunting's face became extremely gloomy. He clenched his fists tightly, with anger flashing in his eyes. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Song Yuhang like an angry lion.

Before Song Yuhang could react, Mo Yunting punched him in the face. The punch was so hard that it knocked Song Yuhang to the ground. Blood flowed from his nose and his face was full of pain and astonishment.

Mo Yunting stood there, looking at Song Yuhang lying on the ground. His eyes were filled with anger and disappointment, like a burning flame, burning away his last bit of trust in Song Yuhang.

He couldn't believe that his former best friend would actually say such shameless things in public. Hadn't he considered the consequences? A man's reputation might not be important, but what would it mean to a woman? Hadn't he considered that?