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  “Your shameless mother was raped by a wild man and got pregnant with you. She was almost beaten to death by your grandfather and in order to save your mother, Nan Weiye came forward to take the responsibility. But in fact, you’re not even his daughter! You’re just a little bastard, a lowly slut!”


  Slap, slap!

  Nan Weiye, who had stepped onto the stage, grabbed Ding Shuman’s hair and gave her two rough slaps across the face. “I told you to shut up!”


  Ding Shuman’s words were like a bomb.

  Nan Zhi’s mind was blank.

  Her slender body stepped back unsteadily until a long and strong arm reached over and grabbed her shoulder, stabilizing her.

  Ding Shuman looked at Nan Weiye, who had slapped her, her face ashen. She glared at Nan Zhi angrily and continued, “You have dirty and disgusting blood flowing in your body. Nobody will really like you. This man is only protecting you because you’re young and pretty. If anything, he’s playing with you!”


  Nan Zhi ignored Ding Shuman and looked at Nan Weiye with her eyes red, her lips trembling. “What she said, is it true?”


  Nan Weiye pursed his lips with a complex expression. “Zhizhi, don’t listen to her nonsense……”


  “Enough, you don’t have to say anything more.”


  Without Nan Weiye proving anything, there were many things when she associate them together and she knew that Ding Shuman was not lying.

  No wonder he treated Nan Yao much better compared to her.

  No wonder he wanted to take over everything in grandfather’s family.

  Ha, ha.

  Mu Sihan looked at Nan Zhi’s pale face and held her in his arms, looking at Lin Wanyue and the audience below coldly. “The matter regarding Nan Zhi’s parentage will not spread out of any of your mouths.”


  Or else.

  The unsaid words at the end, accompanied by his fierce gaze, cold aura and aggressive warning made everyone present be as quiet as a cicada in the cold weather. “If there is any slip of the tongue from any one of you, I will take care of you, one by one!”


  Mu Sihan called over his bodyguard. “Make a copy of each person’s identity card and let them write a guarantee. If they don’t comply, don’t let them out!”


  After Mu Sihan instructed the bodyguards, he looked over at Nan Weiye. “President Nan, you can’t protect your daughter Nan Yao. If you do, I will let your hard-fought achievements be cast to the winds! As for Mrs Nan, I think you should be able to shut her up!”
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  Nan Zhi was pulled out of the studio by Mu Sihan.

  The reporters outside the broadcasting station had been driven away by his bodyguards and a line of black, magnificent cars were parked at the entrance.

  Nan Zhi broke away from Mu Sihan’s grip and refused to get into the car.

  Mu Sihan raised his eyebrows, his expression cold. “Were you shocked, not being Nan Weiye’s daughter?”


  Nan Zhi bit her lip and lowered her eyes. “I want to be alone.”


  “Get in the car, I’ll take you back.”


  Without waiting for her to reply, he picked her up and pushed her into the car.

  Along the way, she looked out of the window and he looked at the side of her face.

  Neither of them spoke.

  When they reached the district where she lived, Nan Zhi thanked him and pushed open the door to get out.

  She entered the gate and he did not follow.

  Nan Zhi went out of the elevator and opened the door to the apartment. Just when she was about to close it, a long and powerful hand suddenly propped up on the door frame.

  The man’s arrogant and handsome face entered her vision. “I’m afraid you’ll take things too hard and commit suicide.”


  He pushed open the door, squeezed his tall body in, and pinned her against the doorframe, putting one hand on the top of her head and looked down at her. “Do you remember what you did to me that day at the Flower Island’s hotel?”


  Nan Zhi looked at his narrowed eyes, flickering as they became dangerous and deep, and thought of the memory of how she had kicked him hard. She pursed her lips. “If you dare to act recklessly again, I’ll stillーAh!”