Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  In the dark shadows, Nan Zhi saw a tall and cold figure walking in with a strong aura.

  The man was wearing a purely hand-tailored black suit. The perfectly-ironed suit pants wrapped around his long legs, enhancing his perfect proportions. He had one hand in his pocket and his body was slender and tall.

  The lights reflected on his well-defined face, his long and narrow dark eyes appeared even more deep and cold. His well-defined nose was as beautiful as the peak of a tall mountain, his sexy thin lips were pursed tightly, giving him an air of dominance and fierceness.

  Perhaps they were shocked by that powerful aura enveloping his entire body, but every person in the studio suddenly became quiet.

  When Nan Yao and Ding Shuman, who were on the stage, saw Mu Sihan, their expressions changed at the same time.

  Wasn’t Nan Zhi abandoned by him?

  They heard that she had moved back to her rented apartment. Didn’t he have a new lover? Why was he here?

  Ding Shuman reacted first and said softly to Nan Yao, “It doesn’t matter whether Nan Zhi has a financier backing her up. You have to insist that it was Nan Zhi who drugged your drink.”


  Nan Yao nodded in a panic.

  At this point, she could only cling on tightly. She did not believe that Nan Zhi could produce any new evidence.

  Nan Zhi looked at the sudden appearance of Mu Sihan and her almond-shaped eyes landed on his sharp face. His featured were flawless, as though they were carved by a master artisan in his art. Perhaps it was the lighting, but he looked extremely handsome at the moment.

  Mu Sihan strode straight towards the stage. His gaze was as oppressive as that of a king, so cold that it was frightening.

  He was always able to appear in such unexpected ways.

  Domineering and arrogant.

  Nan Zhi watched him appear onto the stage and stood beside her without scruples, and her expression was slightly dazed.

  “What are you doing here?”


  Mu Sihan looked at Nan Zhi’s shirt that was soaked with rotten eggs. He raised his large hands and took off his suit jacket and put it on Nan Zhi.

  Nan Zhi already had nothing to do with him. She did not want to dirty his expensive clothes and wanted to return it to him but he glared at her coldly. “Wear it. After this, I have something else to settle with you.”


  Nan Zhi frowned and was about to say something, when she heard him shout at the audience, “Those who do not wish to die, shut your mouths.”


  The audience who were curious and surprised with the appearance of a handsome man, were whispering among themselves, and when he shouted at them like that, they really did go quiet.

  As expected of Mu Sihan.

  His aura was almost like a king’s, so strong that it could frighten everyone in the venue.

  Nan Yao looked at Mu Sihan and she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. She pulled Ding Shuman’s arm and said, “Mom, forget it. It’s the end of this matter. Nan Zhi has been punished. Iー”


  “Shut up.” Ding Shuman looked at Nan Yao coldly. She stood up and looked at Mu Sihan and said mockingly, “Nan Zhi, is this your assistant? No matter how rich and powerful he is, he can’t pull the wool over the eyes of the public. Drugging Nan Yao and causing her to miscarry would be the stain of your life. You’d better apologize in front of the audience now, or elseー”


  Mu Sihan’s low and cold voice interrupted Ding Shuman. His handsome face was dark and cold. “Mrs Nan, what kind of mother are you? You don’t even know what your daughter has done? Ha, what a poor and foolish woman.”


  Nan Yao’s expression blanched when she heard Mu Sihan’s words.

  Did he know something?

  No, it couldn’t be…… it was impossible.