Deleted.

Before Lin Mengxi could send her next voice message, Ye Chen decided to delete her from his contacts.

He knew exactly what Lin Mengxi was up to.

He was certain the moments she posted were aimed directly at him.

As she tried to reach out once more, Ye Chen's only choice was to sever ties.

If Lin Mengxi had simply been reconnecting out of old classmate bonds, he might not have minded keeping her as a friend.

Considering how she had stood up for him at the class reunion, he might have even helped her if she ever found herself in trouble – despite knowing that her intervention was largely driven by the wealth she had witnessed during their encounter at the real estate office.

But none of that mattered now.

Unfortunately, Lin Mengxi's intentions had taken a turn they shouldn't have.

And she seemed determined to pursue those thoughts.

Ye Chen had no better option than to delete her – avoiding a situation where Lin Mengxi might send something inappropriate that Yi Nuo could stumble upon, leading to unnecessary misunderstandings.

After deleting her, Ye Chen exhaled deeply and placed his phone on the nightstand.

Exhausted from days of running around, coupled with the intense exertion just now, he was truly drained.

Meanwhile...

In a luxury apartment elsewhere, Lin Mengxi hesitated before finally sending a 50-second voice message.

Swoosh!

But...

The message failed to send.

The app showed they were no longer friends.

Deleted?

Lin Mengxi's mind went blank.

It felt like both a fleeting moment and an eternity before she snapped back to reality.

Her slender body, draped in a delicate, sheer nightgown, trembled with rage.

Her usually calm and innocent face twisted with fury.

You deleted me?

You actually dared to delete me?

Muttering in disbelief, Lin Mengxi's voice trembled through clenched teeth.

A second later, she furiously threw her phone onto the bed.

It bounced and landed softly.

No man had ever dared to delete her.

Ever.

No man.

Ever!!!

You could be this heartless? Ha... ha... fine, fine!

Laughing coldly, the former class beauty's face contorted into a twisted grin.

She had lowered herself enough.

It was the first time in her life she had taken the initiative.

And this was the result?

You'll regret this. I promise, you'll regret it!

Her voice, usually sultry and composed, sharpened to a shriek.

At that moment, something in her mind began to unravel.

The Next Day

Chen Yi Nuo didn't wake Ye Chen.

Knowing how hard he had been working, she let him sleep in, even warning their daughter, Ye Youyou, to keep quiet and not disturb her father.

But not long after they left the house, Ye Chen's phone rang, pulling him from his sleep.

"Good morning, Mr. Ye!"

Qin Lang's voice rang out cheerfully.

"Hmm?"

Ye Chen glanced at the time – not even 8:30.

Is he insane?

Calling me this early?

"Ah, Mr. Ye, were you still sleeping? Did I wake you?"

Hearing Ye Chen's groggy reply, Qin Lang hesitated.

"It's fine, just say it."

Shaking off the last remnants of sleep, Ye Chen sat up.

"I won't beat around the bush, Mr. Ye. Have you seen the announcements from the European wineries and the European Wine Association's statements?" Qin Lang asked.

"Wineries? Wine Association? No."

Ye Chen didn't need to. He already knew the outcome from memories of his past life.

"Why?"

"It's about that deal we discussed, Mr. Ye. The situation in Europe has been confirmed. Those wineries will take at least a year or more to recover. Wine prices – especially the ones from your order – are bound to rise. The shipment has arrived at the port in Shanghai. Would you like to cash out through Qin's Foreign Trade?"

Qin Lang laid it all out.

Though he wasn't close with Ye Chen, something told him honesty was the best policy.

Besides, he wasn't in a position to play games.

Everyone knew the wine prices would soar.

"How much are you offering, Qin?" Ye Chen chuckled.

"Fifty percent of the order's value – seventy million yuan out of a total of 140 million. What do you think?"

Qin Lang felt the sting of that number but had no choice.

Even at that price, he was confident of earning at least 20% more, meaning he anticipated a 70% price surge.

"Seventy million? Deal."

Ye Chen agreed without hesitation.

That was the minimum he had set for himself.

The wine's actual value could easily surpass 50% in gains.

But selling it personally would involve too much hassle.

It's enough.

Letting Qin Lang profit wasn't a problem – Ye Chen had made this deal with no investment, no deposits. Just a signature and a fingerprint.

Making seventy million out of thin air was plenty.

"Haha, you're decisive, Mr. Ye! I'll fly to Jiangzhou immediately to finalize the contract!" Qin Lang said, relieved.

"Alright, call me when you arrive."

"Done! See you at noon!"

Qin Lang swiftly arranged the paperwork and booked a flight.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen checked on his factory's production line, ensuring everything was ready for his skincare product.

By the time Qin Lang arrived to sign the contract, Ye Chen's account saw a fresh deposit of seventy million yuan.

Adding that to the 300 million from Wuji Group a few days ago, his balance now surpassed 700 million.

And that was after acquiring the soon-to-be-renamed Yi Ren Ru Xue company and Qianlong Games.

Just as Ye Chen left the office, his phone rang – Zhang Jingshan.

"Lunch?"

"Not yet," Ye Chen replied.

"Perfect! Let's catch up."

Ye Chen smiled – he had a favor to ask.

Those flawless cream jars sitting beside him needed a livestreamer to market them.