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

After saying that, Liu Qingyi picked up her phone, dialed a number, and said decisively and efficiently, "Old Zhang, it's me, Liu Qingyi... Yes, there's something I need your help with..."

Liu Qingyi's decisive and efficient manner rekindled a glimmer of hope in Qi Xue's heart. She held Liu Qingyi's hand tightly, her gratitude overflowing.

Ye Feng watched Liu Qingyi's busy figure, his heart filled with surprise and emotion.

He never expected that Liu Qingyi would go to such lengths to help Qi Xue, even using her personal connections.

He knew Liu Qingyi's influence in the business and media fields, and her intervention undoubtedly brought great hope to Qi Xue.

Over the next few days, Liu Qingyi spun around like a top, shuttling between various media outlets and public relations firms. She skillfully used the resources at her disposal to guide public opinion and gradually reverse Qi Xue's negative image.

At the same time, she also contacted the senior management of Tianlai Entertainment, appealing to their emotions and reasoning, and ultimately saved Qi Xue's endorsement.

However, during the investigation, Liu Qingyi discovered that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Those negative news stories targeting Qi Xue were not unfounded; they were a carefully planned conspiracy.

What shocked her even more was that the target of this conspiracy did not seem to be Qi Xue, but Ye Feng!

One night, Liu Qingyi received an anonymous text message on her phone: "Don't investigate any further, or you will bear the consequences."

Looking at the text message, Liu Qingyi felt a chill run down her spine. She realized she had stepped into a dangerous vortex, but she did not back down; instead, her determination to find out the truth became even stronger.

She told Ye Feng about her discovery, and Ye Feng also realized the seriousness of the situation. The two decided to join forces to fight this enemy lurking in the shadows.

“Ye Feng,” Liu Qingyi looked at Ye Feng with a firm gaze, “No matter what happens, I will face it with you.”

Ye Feng held Liu Qingyi's hand tightly, his heart filled with gratitude and love. He knew that in this perilous moment, Liu Qingyi was his strongest support.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and a cold wind howled. A much larger storm was brewing...

The air in the office was stagnant, filled with the bitterness of coffee and the sweaty smell of anxiety.

Ye Feng stared at the red numbers jumping on the computer screen, which was the real-time trend of the company's stock price, a sight that was as terrifying as a cliff falling.

Each tick was like a small hammer, striking his nerves.

He rubbed his aching temples, a sharp pain shooting through his fingertips, as if even his nerve endings were protesting the intense pressure of the past few days.

The documents on the table were scattered, as messy as his thoughts at that moment.

"Ye Feng, there's more news from the overseas market..." Liu Qingyi pushed open the door and entered, her voice tinged with fatigue, but the determination in her eyes remained as strong as ever.

"Is the situation worse?" Ye Feng didn't look up, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping.

"Hmm." Liu Qingyi walked to his side and placed a document in front of him. The densely packed data on it looked like a series of ferocious symbols, revealing a cruel reality.

"The Qian Group and that competitor joined forces, not only waging a price war, but also maliciously spreading rumors that our products have quality problems..."

Ye Feng suddenly raised his head, a flash of anger in his eyes: "They're trying to kill us!" He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white and cracking.

"What do we do now?" Liu Qingyi asked gravely, her brows furrowed with lingering worry.

She could sense the repression and anger emanating from Ye Feng, like a volcano about to erupt.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Any progress on Xiao Bai's side?"

"We are still tracing the source of the hackers, but their skills are very advanced, and it will be difficult to find a breakthrough in the short term."

Liu Qingyi's tone carried a hint of helplessness; she could feel the burden on her shoulders growing heavier and heavier.

A silence fell over the office, broken only by the hum of the air conditioner and Ye Feng's heavy breathing.

Outside the window, night has fallen, and the city lights are flashing, but they cannot illuminate this oppressive space.

"This can't go on!" Ye Feng abruptly stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the brightly lit city outside, his heart filled with coldness. "We must fight back! Even if it costs us everything, we must save the company!"

He turned around, his eyes burning with fierce determination, his tone firm and unwavering: "Qingyi, contact all the media outlets. I'm holding a press conference to clarify the facts and expose the Qian Group's despicable actions!"

"Okay!" Liu Qingyi didn't hesitate at all. She immediately picked up her phone and started contacting major media outlets. She could feel Ye Feng's determination and fighting spirit, which ignited a glimmer of hope in her heart as well.

"Also," Ye Feng added, "I need to contact all our partners and speak with them in person to gain their support!"

"Understood!" Liu Qingyi quickly wrote down Ye Feng's instructions. Her movements were clean and efficient, and her eyes were full of confidence and determination.

The office was filled with energy again, with Ye Feng and Liu Qingyi bustling about like two high-speed machines.

Ye Feng picked up the phone and dialed Xiao Bai's number, his voice urgent: "Xiao Bai, speed things up! I need to find evidence against those hackers as soon as possible so we can launch a full counterattack!"

He hung up the phone, walked to his desk, picked up a document, and carefully read through it.

His eyes were sharp, like a razor-sharp knife, trying to cut through the fog and find the truth.

Outside the window, the night grew deeper, but the office lights remained bright, illuminating Ye Feng and Liu Qingyi's busy figures and the hope in their hearts.

This battle has only just begun; they must fight with all their might to win the final victory!

The office air conditioning was blasting, yet Ye Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He gripped his phone, his knuckles white, the screen flashing with family members' numbers, but he hesitated to press the call button. He knew that if he made that call, a cruel trial would await him.

He took a deep breath and dialed the number.

"Hello, Second Uncle." Ye Feng tried to keep his voice calm, but his hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

The voice of Second Uncle Ye Zhengxiong, tinged with sarcasm, came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, our President Ye still has time to call me? I thought you were too busy saving your crumbling company to pay attention to us 'insignificant' family members."

Ye Feng suppressed his anger: "Second Uncle, I hope we can have a proper talk."

"Talk? Talk about what? Talk about how you've made such a mess of the company?" Ye Zhengxiong's tone became even sharper. "Ye Feng, you've disappointed me so much! You have absolutely no ability to lead the company; you've squandered the Ye family's fortune!"