[God of Wealth + Mindless Satisfaction + Daily Life + Multiple Heroines] On the other end of the phone is Zhao Lili's voice: "I want to settle down, let's get back together!"
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Zhang Ruoxi couldn't believe her eyes. She frantically clicked on the screen, trying to appeal, but it was all in vain.
Her fingers trembled, and her eyes were filled with terror and anger.
"No...it's impossible, how could this be?"
She collapsed onto the sofa, feeling as if the sky had fallen.
The account she had painstakingly built was banned, and all her efforts were in vain.
Zhang Ruoxi slumped on the sofa, the ban message on her phone screen seemingly mocking her defeat.
She stared at the screen, her heart filled with resentment and tears.
"Lin Yuan, you wait, I won't let you get away with this!"
Meanwhile, Lin Yuan was lounging on the sofa in his villa, leisurely leaning against Xia Qingxue's lap, enjoying the fruit she was feeding him. Sunlight streamed through the French windows, illuminating his face, making him appear exceptionally content.
"Master, are you really not worried?"
Xia Qingxue asked softly in a gentle voice, a hint of worry inadvertently showing in her bright eyes.
Lin Yuan responded with a cold laugh, displaying an arrogant indifference to everything in the world.
"Worried? I don't even consider that kind of woman a threat. I've already handed the matter over to Lawyer Wang from the Wang Group. Professional matters should naturally be handled by professionals."
He paused, his tone cold.
"I have only one request: make Zhang Ruoxi suffer as much as possible, preferably bankrupt her. I won't show any mercy to this fairy-like girl!"
While massaging his head, Xia Qingxue apologized softly, "Young Master, I also bear some responsibility for this. If I had stopped you from going to the gym, Zhang Ruoxi wouldn't have had the chance to slander you..."
Lin Yuan gently held her hand and comforted her, "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. If you really feel bad, dance for me."
Xia Qingxue blushed slightly and replied softly, "Okay, young master."