Atlas turned his head and looked at Shangyan when he felt him holding on to his wrist tightly, under the table. Shangyan was looking at him with his textbook cold eyes.
Shangyan only looked at him for a few seconds, then let go of him, his eyes flashing with anger. He looked at his assistant and nodded. Atlas narrowed his eyes.
As the assistant was distributing papers, Shangyan explained:
"This is everyone's monthly schedule. Not under any circumstances should you miss a day of shooting. The show airs as we shoot, and it starts in two weeks. We'll use all the publicity around to gain more viewers."
Atlas felt someone looking at him and lifted his head, meeting Feng's eyes. Feng was worried he might have found out he was responsible for everything. But even if he did, he has no proof.
