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

However, Liu Yunfei was the one leading the project. All eyes were on him, awaiting his final decision.

The light from the crystal chandelier seemed to freeze in the air, the wine glass in Ye Feng's hand was icy cold, and the champagne bubbles looked to him like shattered dreams.

He felt Qi Xue's hand still gently holding his, but that warmth couldn't dispel the growing chill in his heart. He knew a storm was brewing.

With a broad smile, Xiang Qiang raised his glass and tilted it slightly toward Liu Yunfei: "Mr. Liu, our Xiang family is also very interested in the Yunhai Film and Television City project. We hope to have the opportunity to participate and contribute to the development of Yunhai City."

His tone was humble, yet carried an undeniable confidence.

Liu Yunfei shifted his gaze from the amber liquid in his glass to Xiang Qiang.

The smile on his lips vanished, and his eyes became as sharp as ice picks.

"Mr. Xiang, your Xiang family is not suitable to participate in this project."

The air seemed to freeze, and the lively atmosphere in the private room instantly cooled down.

Xiang Qiang's smile froze on his face, and the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly.

A few drops of wine spilled onto the expensive cashmere carpet, like blooming dark red flowers, foreshadowing the impending conflict.

"Mr. Liu, what does this mean?"

Xiang Qiang's voice trembled slightly. He tried to remain calm, but he couldn't hide the panic in his tone.

“It doesn’t mean anything,” Liu Yunfei said calmly, yet with an undeniable air of authority. “It means exactly what it says. If I don’t agree, you can get lost.”

These words exploded like thunder in the private room, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled as to why the usually gentle and refined Liu Yunfei had suddenly become so assertive.

Some people secretly cast glances at Ye Feng, trying to find the answer in his face.

Ye Feng remained calm and simply patted Qi Xue's hand gently to reassure her.

Qi Xue grasped his hand, her eyes filled with worry. She felt that Ye Feng's palm was somewhat cold, as if she were holding a piece of ice.

Liu Yunfei's gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Xiang Qiang's face, his tone icy: "You've offended someone you shouldn't have."

Xiang Qiang's face was deathly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His mind raced, trying to figure out which important person he had offended.

After the banquet ended, Xiang Qiang walked heavily out of the club. The cold night wind blew on his face, making him feel a chill to the bone.

He kept replaying Liu Yunfei's words in his mind, and the image of Ye Feng appeared in his mind.

"Ye Feng... Qi Xue... Liu Yunfei..."

Xiang Qiang muttered to himself, connecting the three names together, and a terrible thought surfaced in his mind.

Qi Xue's protection of Ye Feng, and Liu Yunfei's concern for Ye Feng, all point to the same answer.

Xiang Qiang abruptly stopped, his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

He felt a piercing pain, but it was nothing compared to the anger and hatred in his heart.

"Ye Feng! You're the one who orchestrated all of this!"

He gritted his teeth and said, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, "I will never let you go!"

The cold night wind howled past, as if responding to his roar.

A gentle night breeze, carrying a hint of early autumn coolness, brushed against Ye Feng's face. He took a deep breath, and the neon lights of Yunhai City shimmered in his eyes, like scattered diamonds on black velvet.

He felt Qi Xue's hand slip from his palm, and a faint sense of loss welled up in his heart.

Liu Yunfei walked up to Ye Feng, a hint of respect on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Ye Feng shook his head, his gaze fixed on the brightly lit film and television city in the distance: "President Liu, for now, just focus on getting the film and television city project done well. I don't need any help on my end."

Liu Yunfei nodded, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Mr. Ye is indeed farsighted. Then I won't disturb you any longer."

He nodded slightly, turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

Qi Xue's car was parked on the side of the road, and the warm yellow light inside the car shone on her face, highlighting her exquisite makeup.

She turned to look at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with concern: "Let me take you home."

Ye Feng initially wanted to refuse, but seeing Qi Xue's concerned gaze, he finally nodded. A wave of exhaustion washed over him; he really needed a good rest.

The car drove smoothly on the wide road, the scenery along the roadside rushing past. Ye Feng looked out the window, his thoughts racing.

The car eventually stopped in front of a luxurious villa, its European-style architecture appearing exceptionally elegant in the night.

Ye Feng was slightly taken aback; this was not where he lived.

Qi Xue noticed his confusion and explained, "This is the villa I bought before, it's very close to your house."

Her tone was light and cheerful, with a hint of barely perceptible shyness.

Ye Feng felt a mix of emotions; he hadn't expected Qi Xue to buy this villa for him.

He got out of the car and followed Qi Xue into the villa.

The villa was luxuriously decorated, showcasing the owner's taste in every detail. Ye Feng looked around, a sense of unreality rising in his heart.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.

Liu Qingyi stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor, her face pale, looking at him and Qi Xue with complicated emotions.

The air seemed to freeze, and a subtle awkwardness filled the three of them.

Liu Qingyi bit her lower lip tightly, her nails digging deep into her palm, but the sharp pain was nothing compared to the piercing pain in her heart.

She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, she simply turned and left silently, her back view filled with loneliness.

Ye Feng's heart sank suddenly, and an indescribable bitterness spread through his heart.

He didn't know how to face Liu Qingyi, nor how to explain everything.

Qi Xue noticed Ye Feng's unusual behavior, gently took his hand, and said softly, "I'll stay here tonight too."

Ye Feng looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with surprise: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? You're a big star, what if someone takes a picture of you..."

Qi Xue winked playfully, interrupting him: "What are you afraid of? Even if we get a picture, it's no big deal. It would be even better if it really had something to do with Mr. Ye!"

Looking at Qi Xue's bright smile, Ye Feng felt a warm current surge in his heart, but it was also mixed with a trace of helplessness.

He didn't know what the future held, but he knew he needed a good rest tonight.

The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Liu Qingyi hadn't slept all night; her eyes were dark circles and her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

She mechanically picked up the coffee cup, the bitter taste spreading on her tongue, but it did nothing to dispel the vexation in her heart.