You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

A delicate, affected female voice.

With a deliberately affected soft and sweet accent, it echoed through the luxurious corridors on the top floor of the Aman Hotel.

The strong scent of cherry blossom perfume wafted through the central air conditioning vents in the doorway of the presidential suite.

It seeped into the door in tiny, thread-like strands.

inside the room.

Chen Yuan was sitting on a large leather sofa.

Holding a warm, damp towel, she wiped the fine sweat from her son's forehead, who was still fast asleep after playing wildly all morning.

Hearing the noise outside the door, he didn't even pause wiping his sweat.

His dark eyes were fixed on the towel in his hand.

They wouldn't even spare a disgusted glance for the group of cheap, heavily made-up women outside the door.

He knew the eagles would wipe out the group.

"Click".

Inside the suite, the master bedroom's carved wooden door was suddenly pushed open from the inside without warning.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a beige silk nightgown.

Barefoot, her small, smooth feet tread on the thick cashmere carpet.

She had just put her daughter to sleep.

Those once bright and captivating peach blossom eyes were now filled with the pungent scent of perfume emanating from outside the door.

It instantly condensed into a layer of frost that couldn't be melted.

She didn't look at Chen Yuan and walked straight across the living room.

Fair fingers rested on the metal doorknob of the presidential suite.

Press down hard.

The heavy solid wood door slid open outwards.

Light streamed in from the corridor.

Shen Wanzhou stood at the door.

Looking down at the Japanese woman kneeling on the carpet, her collar pulled down to reveal most of her shoulder.

And behind her were rows of wealthy heiresses with their heads down, carrying briefcases.

What are these women up to? They're practically swearing on their foreheads that they're willing to pay anyone to do it.

Her husband had only made a rice ball on the street.

These mother wolves, drawn by the scent, actually dared to block the doorway to her bedroom!

The jealousy deep inside me, called "territoriality."

In that instant, it exploded into pieces with a loud "boom".

The acid, mixed with rage, surged straight to the top of his head.

When Yingzi saw the door open, she thought Chen Yuan had finally agreed to see her.

A charming smile immediately appeared on her face.

She was about to look up and continue to exude charm.

But he met Shen Wanzhou's eyes, which were as cold as ice.

Sakura's smile froze instantly.

It looks like a plastic mask that's been frozen solid.

“Who…who are you?”

She stammered in broken Chinese, maintaining her kneeling posture while puffing out her chest.

"who I am?"

Shen Wanzhou gave a cold laugh.

A clear, crisp voice echoed through the corridor, carrying with it a sense of oppression that seemed to freeze the air.

She didn't resort to hysterical cursing like those resentful women confined to their chambers.

Instead, it came from the pocket of the silk pajamas.

He pulled out the specially made satellite phone that connected Star Venture Capital and the highest authority of the Shen family conglomerate.

In front of these dozen or so daughters of Japanese zaibatsu.

A shortcut key was pressed.

beep--

The phone was answered after only one ring.

"Sister-in-law! What are your orders?"

Wang Kai, a fat man far away in China, spoke through a speaker with utmost respect.

"Mitsui, Mitsubishi, Sumitomo."

Shen Wanzhou's gaze was like a blade, scraping across Yingzi's face as she knelt on the ground.

Read out the names of these influential families in the Japanese business world one by one.

"Ten minutes."

"I want to see the stocks of all the core holding companies under these three conglomerates fall below the circuit breaker threshold."

"Use all of Star Venture Capital's overseas funding pools."

"Regardless of cost, they forcibly shorted all their supply chains and overseas assets."

"I want them to line up and file for bankruptcy liquidation before sunset today!"

The voice just fell.

A deathly silence fell over the corridor.

Those young ladies who were just putting on airs, thinking they could win over Chen Yuan with their dowries of hundreds of millions of dollars.

They stood frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place.

Sakura knelt on the carpet.

The contempt in his eyes was instantly swallowed up by a bottomless fear.

She opened her mouth, making soft, gurgling sounds in her throat, unable to utter a single syllable.

Shorting the three major conglomerates?

Could it cause an economic earthquake in Japan within ten minutes?

Is this Chinese woman in her pajamas crazy?

This is a terrifying leverage that would require trillions of dollars to move!

"Sister-in-law, are you sure? These families are well-established; if we try to force a deal, we'll suffer losses too..."

Wang Kai hesitated on the other end of the phone, after all, this was an unreasonable tactic that would hurt the enemy a thousand while also hurting himself eight hundred.

"Smash it."

Shen Wanzhou's voice was completely flat.

"If the money isn't enough, transfer it from my Shen family's private account."

"Who dares to come to my door and covet my man?"

"I smashed all the hard work of three generations of her ancestors into a pile of waste paper."

hang up the phone.

The busy beeping sound was particularly jarring in the corridor.

Chen Yuan had already reached the door at some point.

He had one hand in his casual pants pocket.

No one spoke up to stop it.

His deep black eyes watched Shen Wanzhou's shoulders tremble slightly as she lost her temper.

A layer of unyielding indulgence and pampering welled up in his eyes.

This little cat used to tremble with fear even when it saw strangers.

Now, when she's protecting her food, her domineering empress-like demeanor is truly exhilarating.

Less than five minutes.

The cell phones in the hands of the bodyguards and butlers in the corridor.

As if by prior arrangement, they simultaneously unleashed a piercing ringing sound.

Those heiresses who had been hoping for a lucky break were shocked when they heard the roar coming from the other end of the phone.

The color drained from his face at a visible speed.

"Baka! Who did you offend at the hotel?!"

Sakura's phone was on speakerphone, and her father's heart-wrenching roars almost pierced the screen.

"All thirteen of Mitsui's mining projects in Europe and America were forcibly liquidated within just one minute!"

"The stock has dropped by 40%! The cash flow has dried up!"

"If you can't beg that deity to stop, then don't come back. Just jump off the building to atone for your sins!"

The phone slipped from Sakura's hand with a "thud".

It crashed onto the thick wool carpet.

Her family, which she was so proud of, and her dowry of hundreds of millions of dollars, which she used as her trump card.

This was all thanks to a casual phone call from a Chinese woman.

It didn't even last five minutes before it vanished into thin air.

Fear was like an invisible hand, gripping her neck tightly.

My legs felt as weak as two cooked noodles, and I had no strength left to even stand up.

"Mr. Shen... Chairman Shen..."

Sakura's face turned pale, and she crawled on her knees, trying to grab the hem of Shen Wanzhou's pajamas.

"I was wrong... Please stop..."

Shen Wanzhou took half a step back, avoiding the hands that smelled strongly of perfume.

There was no warmth in the fundus of the eye.

"Eagle, clear the area."

She coldly uttered four words.

He turned and walked back to the suite.

The gate, held by the eagle, slammed shut with a dull thud.

Shen Wanzhou slammed the phone on the table, sneering like an angry little lion: "You think you can steal my man with a few crappy companies? Today I'll make sure you don't even have the right to dream!"