After the divorce, the aloof CEO begged me not to withdraw my investment.

Just then, my phone beeped, and I received a text message with the restaurant address from Chen Yiyi.

Ye Feng hesitated for a few seconds, but ultimately went in the direction of the address.

I have no idea what Chen Yiyi is up to.

On the other end, after hanging up the phone, Chen Yiyi complained angrily to Wu Feifei, "Feifei, look at his attitude! He's acting all high and mighty! If it weren't for Yizhi Mei's calligraphy, I wouldn't bother with him at all!"

Wu Feifei shook her head helplessly: "Yiyi, why are you so hostile towards him? He hasn't done anything to wrong you."

Chen Yiyi pouted: "I just can't stand his arrogant attitude! Also, there's definitely something wrong with that calligraphy of his! I have to find out where it came from!"

Wu Feifei advised, "Yiyi, everyone has their own privacy. Isn't what you're doing inappropriate?"

Chen Yiyi scoffed: "Privacy? Humph, I think he's got something to hide! Sister Feifei, don't worry about it, I have my own way of handling it!"

Twenty minutes later, Ye Feng arrived at a high-end restaurant based on the address sent by Chen Yiyi.

He spotted Chen Yiyi sitting by the window immediately.

Today, Chen Yiyi was dressed exceptionally elegantly in a white dress, making her look delicate and beautiful, completely different from the carefree girl she usually is.

Ye Feng walked to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Chen Yiyi looked him up and down, her tone mocking: "Oh, the busy man has finally arrived? I thought you were lost!"

Ye Feng replied casually, "There was a bit of traffic on the way."

"Traffic jam? I think you're deliberately stalling for time, aren't you?" Chen Yiyi retorted without any politeness.

Ye Feng didn't want to argue with her, so he asked directly, "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Chen Yiyi sneered: "What? Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong? Who do you think you are? The King of Heaven himself?"

Ye Feng's patience was wearing thin: "Chen Yiyi, what exactly do you want to say? If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

Chen Yiyi looked at him, her eyes full of provocation: "Leave? You dare to leave and try! If you dare to leave, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Ye Feng sneered inwardly. This little brat really thinks she's something.

He was about to get up when he accidentally touched Chen Yiyi's chest.

They both froze.

Ye Feng withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted: "Sorry, it was a misunderstanding."

But he was still savoring the soft touch he had just felt.

Chen Yiyi's face darkened, and she grabbed the water glass, ready to throw it.

Ye Feng quickly stopped her: "There are too many people here, don't go crazy. It won't be good for your reputation if word gets out."

Chen Yiyi's hand froze in mid-air as she glared fiercely at Ye Feng.

She finally put down her water glass, but her tone remained icy: "Don't try to threaten me with those words!"

Ye Feng shrugged: "I didn't threaten you, you provoked me first."

In the tense atmosphere, Chen Yiyi suddenly changed the subject: "How did it feel just now?"

Ye Feng was stunned, and subconsciously replied, "Okay."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.

Chen Yiyi raised her foot and kicked Ye Feng hard: "You're crazy!"

Ye Feng winced in pain. This girl really hit hard!

Chen Yiyi stopped dwelling on the issue and picked up the menu to look through it: "Since we're here, let's eat together. It's your treat."

She ordered a ton of dishes without any hesitation.

"Wu Dan's training is almost finished. We're going to arrange for him to infiltrate that company." Chen Yiyi put down the menu and finally got down to business.

Ye Feng picked up his water glass, took a sip, and waited for her to continue.

"I need your cooperation." Chen Yiyi finally looked up at him.

"How can we cooperate?" Ye Feng put down his water glass and leaned forward slightly.

"Infiltrate and become a security guard," Chen Yiyi said casually, as if it were a trivial matter when it was something quite dangerous.

Ye Feng's heart sank. He keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Is there a specific plan?"

"Of course, Sister Feifei will assign tasks to you." Chen Yiyi waved the knife and fork in her hand, looking confident.

Ye Feng frowned, a sense of displeasure rising within him: "You called me here just for this?"

Chen Yiyi smiled smugly and pointed at him with her knife and fork: "Treat me to dinner while you're at it."

Ye Feng looked at her, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He figured that talking to Chen Yiyi any longer was a waste of time. He picked up his knife and fork and began cutting the steak in front of him.

Chen Yiyi was slightly taken aback by his rude eating manner.

According to the information they found, Ye Feng is a business tycoon, so how could he be so rude?

"What? You're mistaking this steak for me? There's no need to be so sarcastic!" Chen Yiyi blurted out sarcastically.

Ye Feng ignored her sarcasm and continued eating.

Chen Yiyi didn't mind his silence and continued, "What about what you promised me last time?"

Ye Feng put down his knife and fork, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said, "Master Yizhimei's birthday couplet? Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Chen Yiyi raised an eyebrow: "Of course it's the truth."

"I am a plum blossom." Ye Feng looked at her, a playful look in his eyes.

Chen Yiyi was both amused and exasperated: "He really has a big problem with bragging."

Ye Feng shrugged and put it another way: "Master Yizhimei has some connections with my elders, and we have a few of his works at home."

After thinking about it for a moment, Chen Yiyi chose to believe this statement.

"How many? Do you have any other works by Master Yizhimei at home?" she pressed.

"Yes, there are a few more, but they're kept hidden away." Ye Feng said casually.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yiyi nearly dropped the fork in her hand.

"Are you delirious with fever? How can there be so many works by Master Iljimae?" Her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

Ye Feng chuckled: "He wasn't very famous back then; he only became famous in recent years."

Chen Yiyi stared at him for a few seconds, processing the information.

She remembered the birthday couplet from last time, and a thought struck her: "What about the second line of that birthday couplet? Is it also at your house?"

Ye Feng thought for a moment: "It should be at my house."

"Give it to me right now!" Chen Yiyi shouted hurriedly.

Ye Feng was startled by her sudden excitement.

Chen Yiyi was anxious, and there was a reason for her urgency.

Grandpa Tang would ask her about the birthday celebration every day.

To escape endless blind dates, she desperately needs a matching couplet.

She made a pact with Grandpa Tang: if she could find the matching line, Grandpa Tang would help her avoid all future blind dates.

"This painting is very valuable, why should I give it to you?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, looking at her with confusion.

Chen Yiyi suppressed her inner irritation: "Buy it! How much? You name it!"

Ye Feng looked at her, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Don't ask for too much. I didn't want the calligraphy myself; it's from my grandfather's friend," Chen Yiyi explained.

Ye Feng was even more puzzled: "Your grandfather's friend?"

Chen Yiyi became impatient: "Grandpa Tang is an elder. He may not have a lot of money, but he can repay you for the favor later. In the whole city, as long as it's not illegal, he can have influence."