The editor she was meeting was a middle aged man. He had a messed up family life and although he had always been diligent while working for Lu Enterprises' Moon Weekly, his personal life was a total mess.

Thanks to the influence of the company he worked for, nothing about his life was revealed to anyone.

She didn't make any prior appointment with the man, she only appeared in his apartment as though she owned the place.

"M-madam Lu?" The man was startled when he saw her.

"I'm not welcome here?" Wan Jia turned to leave.

"W-wait! Please don't leave. Of course Madam Lu is more welcome here than anyone else. I'm just afraid that my apartment is too humble to host you."

The editor had his facts right. He knew that Wan Jia was probably here to ask him about something. If she left before getting answers and she ended up complaining about him to president Lu, would he still keep his life?

"Pardon my lack of hospitality. Madam Lu, please sit wherever you like. Shall I make you a cup of coffee?"

Wan Jia walked over and sat on one of the sofas. "You can skip the coffee. I have important matters to discuss."

"Please go ahead, madam."

"I want you to clarify the truth to the public; that you lied to slander your own boss and the company."

The man froze for a few seconds then he chuckled. "Madam Lu, although you are the President's wife, you surely don't think you can control the World, right? What kind of nonsense is this?" She wanted him to shoulder the blame? Nice try.

Wan Jia smiled leisurely, but her eyes looked like those of a villain. "Oh I see. On a side note, I know why your wife left you. It's because you wanted to send your daughter to a rich man's bed so you could become powerful overnight, isn't it? In fact, I have evidence of you making plans with that man's assistant. Do you want to view it here?"

The man trembled. Although he didn't actually manage to do it, it would still make him an object of public humiliation. Was there a father who would do that to his own daughter? What would everyone think of him?

Wan Jia looked around leisurely and her eyes landed on a certain painting. "Is that an imitation of the painting "L'Amour" from Le Blanc Group? The CEO of Le Blanc Group is my brother-in-law. I don't know what you think...should I casually mention to him that the painting made by his own mother has been imitated?"

"It's the real deal." The man said confidently. Although he knew it was fake, he thought that there was no way she would know.

Wan Jia chuckled. "Please. The real painting is in Henry Blanc's villa. What do you think?"

"Fine. What do you want?"

"It's simple. Tell the truth and everyone will be happy. Who paid you?"

The man gritted his teeth. She had too much dirt on him. It would be too hard to deal with her if he didn't tell the truth now. "Cheng Bai."

"Are you sure? Do you know that if you slander Lu Aotian's personal assistant..."

"Madam, I wouldn't lie to you. It's really Cheng Bai. I can show you our call records."

"He didn't send any money to your bank account."

"He brought it to me. I still have some of it. You can trace the codes, right?"

Wan Jia sneered. "No need." Then, she stood up.

"By the way, there's no such painting as "L'Amour" by Le Blanc Group."

"What?!" Had he been tricked?

...

In the car, Wan Jia sent a recording of the editor's confession to Lu Aotian.

Of course, he would manipulate it and cut out the parts where she threatened him.

Lu Aotian's first instruction was, "Fire that person." There was no way such a treacherous man would continue being in Lu Enterprises.

As for Cheng Bai...he had run out of chances, and out of luck.

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The next day, Wan Jia posted the finished recording on his wechat, using the account details and password she forcefully retrieved from him.

"I have made people believe in a lie and accuse the innocent. I cannot live with myself anymore so I decided to come clean.

President Lu did not do anything wrong. I was paid by someone to report false news about him. I apologize to President Lu and the company for what I've done. To atone for my crimes, I will resign and take the company's punishment. I will also chop off the hands that I used to type false news, and the tongue that told lies."

As expected, it went viral instantly.

The moment Wan Jia heard it, she was shocked silly. What in the world was going on?

"I thought I already knew the content of his confession, so I didn't listen to it before posting it up. The content is totally different. My love, what did you do?"

Lu Aotian gave her a sideways glance. They had already reached this point, and she still didn't understand? "I only edited it a little."

Wan Jia remained silent. You call this a little?

You made him confess that he would chop off his own hands and tongue, okay?

"Why did you cut out the part where he said that your assistant paid him?"

"Cheng Bai still has a role left to play." When Wan Jia wasn't looking, his eyes turned murderous, like those of a demon king. "Killing that man."

"What did you say?"

Lu Aotian remained silent, not wanting to scare her anymore.

"My love, you are so evil."

All he wanted to do was make that man chop off his own hands and tongue, and if he could still survive, he wanted to let Cheng Bai murder him in fear of being found out?

Of course, there was another reason for this. If Cheng Bai killed someone, he would earn a death sentence in court.

This was...so evil...