"Are you sure about that?"
The voice was not loud, but it was cold and dripping with disdain. It sliced through the air backstage, instilling fear into the hearts of those who heard it, especially Mr. Cao.
Mo Yi, who had been frozen in a state of fury, turned her head. The crowd of models and staff parted slightly, letting Lin Jun pass.
He stepped into the circle. He walked calmly into the center, his expensive, custom-made tailored suit immaculate, his expression one of bored disdain. He looked completely out of place in this drama, yet entirely in control of it.
Mr. Cao was sweating buckets.
He didn't look at Mo Yi. He looked directly at Mr. Cao, who was still holding his phone up as if it were a weapon he was wielding in a war.
Such laughable means.
But he faltered. He clearly recognized one of the dragon brothers, a man whose family was second to Mo Yichen in the business world, in terms of riches and manpower.
