Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  Outside the hotel lobby, a silver-grey Maybach stood at attention. Si Zhengting opened its back door and sat inside. As he moved to close the door, Zhuang Nainai insistently walked up to the car and said, “Give me a ride, it’s along the way!”


  “Not convenient,” Si Zhengting rejected without any emotion.

  Zhuang Nainai’s heart shuddered, but she still proceeded to open the car door to allow herself in. Her wrist was suddenly enclosed in a strong grip and was flung off effortlessly. She instinctively backed up a few steps.

  The door closed and the Maybach sped off.

  Zhuang Nainai stamped her feet in indignance. She turned to the bodyguard’s car right behind and dove into it without giving a second thought.

  A bodyguard tried to block her, but the executive assistant stopped him with one look.

  The bodyguard did not understand. “Sir hates women swarming around him. Why aren’t we chasing her away?”


  A knowing smile appeared on the executive assistant’s face. “To Mr. Si, Ms. Zhuang is an exception.”


  The bodyguard was baffled. This lady clinging onto Sir was Ms. Gu. Who was Ms. Zhuang?……

  The car procession halted in front of the Imperial Group Headquarters.

  Zhuang Nainai jumped out of the car and hurried up to Si Zhengting who was ahead of her. She jogged to keep pace with his majestic gait. Looking up at his perfect and cold side profile, she felt the chilly aura surrounding him. After deliberating, she did not dare to speak a word.

  Seeing that he was about to enter the meeting room, Zhuang Nainai could hold it in no longer and said, “Er…… can you give me a few minutes, I have something to say!”


  Si Zhengting kept his gaze straight ahead and did not stop walking.

  Zhuang Nainai was out of ideas. She jumped to face him and attempted to cut off his path with her petite frame. “Hey, when are you going to marry……”


  Si Zhengting kept up his pace without flinching. He looked as if he was going to walk right into her. Zhuang Nainai was forced to step aside to let him pass and watched on helplessly as he entered the meeting room, not sparing her a glance.

  Zhuang Nainai clenched her teeth and looked towards the executive assistant and the other surrounding staff. They all looked away, pretending not to have witnessed anything.

  Zhuang Nainai drew in a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and forced herself to smile. She stood rooted outside the meeting room and peered in through the glass door.

  The atmosphere was tense in the meeting room. Shareholders and the high-level officials were rigid in their seats, showing how much they all feared and respected Si Zhengting.

  He sat at the head of the table, not unlike a king on his throne in the olden days, giving out commands and directions for the Imperial Group.

  Zhuang Nainai stared at him through the glass door.

  Her lips pressed tightly together.

  She suddenly recognized the audacity in her actions. This man was

  , the epitome of perfection. They were worlds apart.

  Zhuang Nainai sighed and observed. Between discussions, Si Zhengting pressed his fingers over his stomach. Twice.

  She immediately thought of something.

  A short while later, the secretary appeared with the coffee to be delivered into the room.

  Zhuang Nainai ran over and whispered to her.

  The secretary paused and was about to shake her head, but she caught the executive assistant nodding at her instead……

  The coffee was carried into the meeting room and placed in front of the shareholders. The secretary then gingerly walked up to Si Zhengting and fearfully handed over his special order.

  Si Zhengting raised his cup and saw the milky white liquid in it. His face instantly darkened.

  A cold, eerie atmosphere spread over and blanketed the room.

  The secretary felt her knees shake in fear. She launched into an internal tirade at the executive assistant.