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

Upon hearing this, Sun Xiaoshi immediately perked up.

He was more than willing to help his brother-in-law, especially since his brother-in-law was a friend of his... He had a vague sense of anticipation.

Old Liu took out a wad of cash from his bag, counted out 30,000 yuan, and handed it to Sun Xiaoshi. "Take it, play as you like. If you lose, it's on me; if you win, it's on you."

Sun Xiaoshi looked at the money in his hand and hesitated, "But my sister won't let me gamble."

Old Liu laughed heartily, "How old are you? Still listening to your sister? You're an adult now, you should have your own opinions."

The temptation of 30,000 yuan was too great, and Sun Xiaoshi eventually accepted the money.

He thought to himself: If I win money, I can buy whatever I want. My sister shouldn't blame me, right?

"My friends will be here soon, so please take good care of them," Old Liu said, turning and leaving the villa.

Sun Xiaoshi held the money, feeling both excited and apprehensive.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

Sun Xiaoshi opened the door.

Standing at the door were two young girls dressed sexily and with exquisite makeup.

Sun Xiaoshi stared wide-eyed.

He swallowed hard, feeling his heart race.

These two girls were prettier and...sexier than any girl he had ever seen before.

He felt his face getting hot.

One of the girls gave him a charming smile and said, "Hello, we are Brother Liu's friends."

Sun Xiaoshi nodded blankly and let them into the house.

He secretly glanced at them, his heart pounding.

These two girls are much more fun than video games.

At the same time, Ye Feng drove away from the hospital. Sun Xiaoshi's matter needed to be resolved as soon as possible, and it absolutely could not be delayed until the branch company's inspection team came to investigate Sun Shangxiang's matter.

While he was thinking, he glanced at the road and suddenly a black sedan in his rearview mirror caught his attention.

No matter how he changed lanes, accelerated, or decelerated, the car stayed right behind him.

He tried to make several sharp turns to shake off his pursuers, but they were skilled enough to anticipate his movements and keep up with him.

Moreover, throughout the entire chase, both vehicles maintained the prescribed speed and did not commit any violations.

This made him realize that the other person was not an ordinary stalker, but a professional.

Ye Feng became wary.

He slammed on the brakes and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

The black sedan behind him also stopped, and a man got out and walked straight towards him.

"Why are you following me?" Ye Feng asked coldly.

The visitor was Wu Weiqing.

He walked to Ye Feng's car, put his hands in his pockets, and said in a tough tone: "If you can't guarantee my sister Feifei's safety during the mission, then stay away from my sister."

Ye Feng was stunned, then realized he was Wu Feifei's brother, and instantly became furious: "What do you mean? I participated in this mission for my brothers, not for Wu Feifei! Her safety shouldn't be my responsibility!"

“Then you should withdraw from this mission,” Wu Weiqing said firmly.

"What a joke! Why should I back out?" Ye Feng sneered. "If you're worried about her safety, then don't let her go into battle; let her stay at command post. Or, just give her a bodyguard. Don't try to shift the blame onto me!"

Wu Weiqing's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Don't be stubborn. The reason my sister decided to charge forward is because of you. Do you think I don't know that?"

Ye Feng felt a wave of powerlessness.

Just then, two figures rushed over.

It was Chen Yiyi and Wu Feifei.

"Brother! What are you doing?" Wu Feifei shouted anxiously.

“You don’t need to worry about it,” Wu Weiqing said curtly.

"Ye Feng, you too, stop fooling around!" Chen Yiyi also advised.

"He was the one who followed me first!" Ye Feng pointed at Wu Weiqing, defending himself.

Without a word, Wu Weiqing took off his coat and threw a punch at Ye Feng. Ye Feng reacted quickly, dodging the punch and then counterattacking. The two exchanged blows, punches and kicks flying, locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight.

Wu Feifei watched the two wrestling, but instead of intervening, she watched the fight with great interest.

Then she said, "My brother can't beat Ye Feng."

Chen Yiyi looked surprised: "Feifei, you actually think that Brother Weiqing can't beat him?"

Wu Feifei did not speak.

"Ye Feng is somewhat capable, but he can only bully a few people in the security department. You're overestimating him." Chen Yiyi shook her head helplessly, her tone critical of Ye Feng.

However, she was very worried about Wu Weiqing, fearing that he might really lose.

Chen Yiyi's gaze was fixed on the two people fighting in the arena, her heart pounding in her throat.

She was worried that Wu Weiqing would suffer a loss, and even more worried that Ye Feng would act recklessly.

Wu Feifei watched the duel on the field with a complicated expression.

She hoped that her brother would suffer a loss in today's duel so that he would restrain himself, but she was also secretly worried that he would get hurt.

If her brother really loses, this defeat might actually make him stop opposing her going to the front lines.

"Ah!" Chen Yiyi suddenly exclaimed.

Wu Feifei suddenly looked up.

Wu Weiqing was slammed hard onto the hood of the engine, and the windshield shattered instantly, like a spider web.

Wu Weiqing groaned and curled up in pain.

Although Ye Feng seemed to have the upper hand, the sweat on his forehead and his trembling legs showed that he was not in good shape either.

This fight took a huge toll on his physical strength.

Chen Yiyi rushed to Wu Weiqing's side, helped him up, and asked worriedly, "Brother Weiqing, are you alright?"

Wu Weiqing shook his head and said through gritted teeth, "It's nothing."

He suddenly felt curious about the reason for Ye Feng's discharge from the army. If it were in the military, how could such a talented person be let go so easily?

Wu Weiqing's gaze fell on Ye Feng, full of inquiry.

Chen Yiyi also looked at Ye Feng, her tone reproachful: "Ye Feng, you went too far!"

Ye Feng lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly said, "He's come to our doorstep, I have to fight back, right?"

"Didn't you realize that Brother Weiqing was holding back?" Chen Yiyi retorted.

Ye Feng scoffed, "So I should thank him?"

"Yiyi, stop fooling around." Wu Weiqing interrupted Chen Yiyi, walked up to Ye Feng, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and put it in his own mouth.

Instantly, a coughing sound rang out, and Wu Weiqing's face flushed red.

"If you can't smoke, don't show off." Ye Feng couldn't help but complain as he looked at Wu Weiqing's disheveled appearance.

After recovering, Wu Weiqing waved his hand and said, "I'm not used to this thing."

He took another puff, then looked at Ye Feng and said, "Twenty days from now, after I've finished what I'm doing, let's have another round."

Ye Feng didn't speak.

When Chen Yiyi heard that they were going to fight again, she got anxious: "Again? Brother Weiqing, you're already injured!"

Wu Weiqing rubbed his chest, unconcerned: "What's a little injury like this?"

His gaze toward Ye Feng held both provocation and admiration.

Ye Feng nodded inwardly. This kid is interesting.