The Cycle of Heaven

Sitting in his wheelchair, Huo Qing'ang exuded a powerful and intimidating aura that left everyone in the room holding their breath.

"Who...undressed my wife?" His voice was like a calm yet deep pool, but his icy gaze sent a dangerous signal.

No one dared to answer. Fan Ji had already shrunk into a corner.

Never had they imagined that a newly established studio was founded by Huo Qing'ang's wife. With her holding that status, why would she need to establish any business? Just spend lavishly and enjoy life, right? Why mislead people?

Huo Qing'ang scanned the terrified crowd for a moment and then revealed a sinister smile. "No one's talking?"

Since these people were so loyal to their comrades...

He couldn't bear to ruin their relationships.

"Five minutes from now, I will issue a statement: from today, all companies present here will no longer have any cooperation with Huo Corporation."