Qin Feng's eyes revealed a hint of doubt and curiosity. He stared intently at President Mo, secretly wondering what the so-called video that threatened Tang Yuyan contained.

Could it be Tang Yuyan's private video?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but turn his gaze to Tang Yuyan, muttering to himself, "Impossible, right? This woman seems so aloof, how could she film private videos? Could she actually be a fanatical person at heart?"

Just then, Mr. Mo's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he let out a chilling laugh.

"Tang Yuyan, how dare you threaten me?"

His voice was filled with undisguised anger and threat. "Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?"

Tang Yuyan's face instantly turned extremely pale. Her eyes were fixed on President Mo's face, filled with terror and despair. "President Mo, I absolutely wouldn't dare threaten you! I... I had no choice!"

Her voice trembled; she was clearly terrified.

Mr. Mo, however, was unmoved. He coldly snorted and said, "Since you've made your decision, then get out of here right now!"

After saying that, he turned away and ignored Tang Yuyan.

Seeing this, Tang Yuyan hurriedly pleaded softly, "Mr. Mo, could you please delete the video?"

She bit her lip lightly, her stunningly beautiful face now filled with helplessness and sorrow.

However, Mr. Mo merely smiled faintly, his tone full of sarcasm. "Since you haven't met my conditions, you still expect me to delete the video?"

"Tang Yuyan, aren't you being far too naive?"

His words were like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing Tang Yuyan's heart.

Tang Yuyan's eyes were like two cold, sharp sword beams, fixed on President Mo, as if trying to see through his eyes to uncover the secrets in his heart.

Her voice was calm, yet tinged with a hint of sarcasm: "Mr. Mo, I've heard you're quite henpecked at home. I wonder if that rumor is true or not?"

Upon hearing this, President Mo visibly froze, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a grim expression. He frowned and asked stiffly, "Tang Yuyan, what do you mean by that?"

Tang Yuyan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, but her eyes remained as cold as ice.

She replied slowly and deliberately, "It doesn't mean anything special, it just happened that our conversation was recorded."

Then, she casually added, "I happen to have your wife's contact information. If you don't want this recording to end up in her hands, you'd better delete the video!"

After speaking, Tang Yuyan looked at President Mo provocatively, as if waiting for his reaction.

Mr. Mo's face grew increasingly pale, alternating between red and white, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He glared fiercely at Tang Yuyan, forcing out a few words through gritted teeth: "You dare?"

Tang Yuyan chuckled lightly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes. "Why wouldn't I dare?"

Her voice suddenly rose eight octaves, "Since you insist on pushing me to the brink, then let's just fight to the death!"

Faced with Tang Yuyan's tough attitude, President Mo was furious.

He glared at Tang Yuyan for a long time, then suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. "Fine! Very well! Then let's wait and see—we'll see who ends up worse off!"

"Get out of my office right now!"

Tang Yuyan showed no intention of leaving. She took a deep breath and stared at President Mo with an icy gaze.

"Mr. Mo, I have a rather interesting video about you. Would you be interested in watching it?" Tang Yuyan's words were icy cold, and the threat they carried sent chills down one's spine.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Mo's already slightly furrowed brows deepened, and his face turned extremely grim, as if water could drip from it: "What video?"

Tang Yuyan's lips curled into a cold smile as she replied, "It's that passionate video of you and your former secretary being all lovey-dovey in the office!"

"What!!" Mr. Mo's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He stared wide-eyed at Tang Yuyan, his eyes filled with rage. "You...you actually dared to take pictures of me without my permission!"

Tang Yuyan responded calmly, "I didn't take these photos secretly; I just found them by chance on a colleague's phone."

Mr. Mo's face kept changing, sometimes turning ashen, sometimes flushed red. His sharp, sword-like gaze pierced straight at Tang Yuyan, making no attempt to conceal the murderous intent within it.

Qin Feng, standing to the side, stared at Tang Yuyan in astonishment. Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind: he had once happened to run into President Mo and his secretary being intimate in a car in an underground parking lot, and at that time, he had even taken a video of it without thinking.

Could it be...? It can't be such a coincidence!

Just then, Tang Yuyan calmly took out her phone from her pocket, skillfully opened a video, and handed it to President Mo without hesitation.

Mr. Mo seemed caught off guard, but he still instinctively took the phone. His face was extremely gloomy as he stared intently at the screen and began to watch the mysterious video.

Seeing this, Qin Feng, driven by curiosity, quickly walked over to President Mo and leaned over to find out what was going on.

However, after just one glance, Qin Feng froze on the spot as if struck by lightning—wasn't this the video he had casually filmed that day?

Qin Feng was immediately filled with shock: How exactly did Tang Yuyan obtain this video?

You should know that his phone is set to unlock with a fingerprint, so how could Tang Yuyan easily crack it?

Moreover, he was certain that Tang Yuyan had never even had the chance to touch his phone!

A flood of questions welled up in Qin Feng's mind, leaving him utterly perplexed. He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Tang Yuyan with a complex expression, his eyes flashing with suspicion and wariness. He murmured to himself, "What a woman who keeps her true abilities hidden..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud "bang" was heard. Before he could even finish watching the video, President Mo angrily smashed Tang Yuyan's phone to the ground.

Immediately afterward, President Mo turned and glared at Tang Yuyan with a gloomy expression, saying in an icy tone, "Tang Yuyan, I never expected you to be such a despicable and shameless person!"

Tang Yuyan's exquisite face remained as calm as a stagnant pool, without the slightest ripple.

Her gaze was indifferent and icy, like a thousand-year-old block of ice, sending chills down one's spine. She parted her lips slightly and said in a flat tone, "Mr. Mo, between you and me, who is truly despicable and shameless? Don't you know the answer?"

Tang Yuyan gently shook her head, as if saying another word to the person in front of her would be a waste.

A slight smirk played on her lips as she sighed softly, "Enough, enough. I really don't want to waste my breath arguing with someone as shameless as you. It's utterly pointless!"

"I'm only giving you one choice: give me your phone and the backup videos too!"

"Otherwise, let's both be ruined!"