Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  Cheng Anya went up the stairs, opened the door, and switched on the lights.

  She leaned against the door tightly and heaved a long sigh of relief. So tiring!

  Both Ye Chen and Yang Zekun made her really tired…


  “Mommy, you look like you got trampled on. So pitiful, so pitiful…,” Ning Ning lamented elegantly as he held onto a cup of warm milk, leaning against the wall. He was wearing some cute cartoon pajamas.

  Looking at the smaller version of Ye Chen, Cheng Anya had an illusion that time and space was distorted.

  Her eyes suddenly narrowed. She shucked her shoes and walked over to pull his collar. “What time is it already? Why are you still not sleeping? You don’t want to live anymore?

  “Gently, gently, Mommy. Be a lady…” Ning Ning lovely rubbed against her chest and passed it off with a grin. “NR changed their defense system again and I went to challenge it.”


  Cheng Anya’s face was full of black lines. Everything about her son was good except for this. Although he was young, he was so crazy, making her gnash her teeth with hatred. Contrariwise, he could still smile elegantly.

  This kind of twisted personality was definitely not inherited from Cheng Anya.

  “What challenge? You must have provoked them!” Cheng Anya slapped him on his forehead and said, “Little brat, please restrain yourself.”


  When Ning Ning was five years old, he had already showcased his talent in computing and often provoked others’ defense system. When he was in England, there was once when Anya accompanied Klose to a business dinner, his mistress splashed wine all over her.

  Ning Ning seemed calm, but within one week, he destroyed GK’s internal defense system three times. Once Klose changed the system, he destroyed it and arrogantly left a pink pig on Klose’s computer in his office which wiggled its butt and shouted in a baby’s voice.

  ‘Uncle, you’re such an amateur!’


  The screen went black and the five golden words shone from the mouth of the pink pig. Klose was so angry that his handsome face distorted.

  Cheng Anya knew that her son was considered one of the top hackers in the world. He had a group named ‘Venue for Perverts’ where talents from all over the world gathered.

  “I know, I know. Mommy, did anyone bully you? Tell me. I will help you destroy them.”


  “It’s okay. Are you trying to bully others with your talent?”


  “So what if I am? They can bully me back if they are capable!” His young?tone

  ?was exceptionally elegant and arrogant.

  Cheng Anya was silent.

  “Mommy, your boss was the one who asked you out, but why was Uncle Yang the one who sent you back?”


  “I met him coincidentally.”


  “Oh, that’s really… campy.”


  “What did you say?”


  “Nothing. I’m sleepy, so sleepy. Baby wants to sleep. Good night, Mom!” He finished his milk, shoved the cup into Cheng Anya’s hand, floated into his room, and closed the door.

  He had finished listening to the gossip. It turned out that it was just a campy drama. Too boring!

  Sleep it is, then!

  Chen Anya, “…”