Zhang Yixin sat in front of the dressing table, while Lin Bei tenderly blew her hair dry with a hairdryer.
This scene was filled with warmth and romance.
Through the mirror, Zhang Yixin glanced at Lin Bei, who was attentively drying her hair, and said with a somber tone, "Husband, we've lost all our money."
"Hua Zi stole ten billion from my card, and now the Shu family is pressing me to return it, and they've even filed a lawsuit against me. Even the sky-high dowry that Dragon God gave me has been forcefully executed by the Arbitration Place."
"Moreover, the money in Hui Qing Company's bank account has also been frozen, and it will all have to be liquidated to compensate the Shu family."
"It doesn't matter," Lin Bei said indifferently, "There's always a way out. The Medicine God Convention is about to convene, and by then I'll help you become famous in Fragrant City, and even the whole of Da Hua, even globally. Once you have fame, countless people will invest in you."
