Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Sihan stepped forward after he gave a few words of instruction to Wei Lin, who was behind him. Wei Lin took his phone and reentered the private balcony.
Mu Sihan’s sharp black eyes swept across the hall. Distinct lips pursed tightly together under his well-defined nose and together with his fierce expression, his overbearing aura was made the people feel intimidated.
No one dared to say anything when he walked towards the stage.
It was completely silent.
Mu Sihan’s facial features were tense. There was a lingering layer of maliciousness found between his eyebrows. He looked so cold that people unknowingly shrunk away, frightened by his oppressive aura.
Nan Zhi stared at the man whose aura was strong enough to control the entire audience the moment he stepped out. A complicated feeling filled her chest.
She did not expect that the man she wished to avoid would suddenly stand up and defend her!
Did he not come to be Lin Wanyue’s exclusive sponsor?
No emotion showed on Mu Sihan’s perfectly handsome face. However, the eyes staring at her without blinking were intense, seeming exceptionally dark and deep. They were like two black holes that wanted to suck her in deeply.
It was no wonder there were several women who liked him, despite his bad temper.
He was indeed rather charming at times.
Nan Zhi bit her lips as she looked away. Unknowingly, her quiet and pretty face felt flushed and hot.
Nan Yao opened her mouth when she saw the man who appeared like he was a god that came down from the heavens. The shock on her face was so palpable it was likely her mouth could fit an egg inside.
Trembling, she shook her head nonstop. It was impossible. How would a man like this like Nan Zhi, if he was rich and influential based on his own capabilities and was not financially supported by a rich woman? How?
Did he not care about Nan Zhi’s illegitimate son?
Nan Yao drilled her eyes into the man with flawless, god-given appearance, she could not pick out any shortcomings that were any worse than Bo Shaoxiu. With his handsome and cool facial features, his tall and muscular body and the arrogant aura he exuded when he walked…
Bo Shaoxiu merely gave her show an 80 million sponsorship, while this man gave three hundred million straight away!
Nan Yao felt like her heart was broken into pieces.
Zhuang Jingjing and Yu Xiaoting were also in complete disbelief. How was Nan Zhi able to find such a young and handsome financier?
Not only that, the main point was that he was so generous to her! This made them green with envy, jealousy and hate.
Lin Wanyue was the first to react when Mu Sihan walked to the stage. Her eyes were filled with tears as she approached him with a pitiful and sad expression. “Young Master Mu…”
Lin Wanyue wanted to hug onto Mu Sihan’s arm. However, she was stopped, scared off by the cold glare he levelled at her before she was able to touch him.
Mu Sihan walked past Lin Wanyue and towards Nan Zhi. His jawline was set and clenched tightly while his facial features were stony and cold. Nan Zhi could tell that he was angry.
However, he did not erupt in anger on this occasion. Instead, he merely used an extremely cold and tyrannical aura to scare everyone off.
Mu Sihan stood two steps away from Nan Zhi. His black eyes seemed to penetrate through her while his straight eyebrows were furrowed together tightly. Nan Zhi thought that he was going to shout at her and braced herself, her shoulders hung down and she looked like she was preparing for a scolding.
It may have been borne from a natural reflex she had developed when dealing with him. Seemingly by instinct, she would remind herself not to go head-on against him whenever he was angry.
Besides, she realized that even though he was very overbearing and unreasonable, he seemed to accept the soft approach and not the hard approach. It was better for her to not clash with him directly.
Surprisingly, he did not shout at her. Raising his big hands, he merely patted the top of her head lightly, before he stood in front of her and blocked her with his tall body.
Turning to face the crowd of sponsors, his black eyes narrowed as his gaze pierced through the hearts of the sponsors in the hall. It fell on several people. “Who wanted to see her strip?”
President Zhou, who was the one who clamoring the loudest, was at a hot-blooded age. His father was a famous nouveau riche as well and the thing his family did not lack in was money. Because of this, he was usually not scared of anything and said what he wanted, when he wanted. Straightening up, he replied Mu Sihan’s question, even though he was a little intimidated. “I said it. So what? Doesn’t this woman already have a child? Why is she acting chaste and innocent? And you, so what if you have some money? I’d never seen you in Ning City. Which city did you move from? Three hundred million… You shouldn’t make yourself bankrupt for a slut!”