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

In the instant he hesitated, the group surrounded him again.

Ye Feng grabbed a chair from the roadside and slammed it hard at the man who was charging at the front.

With a "bang".

The man fell to the ground.

Seeing him like this, Qi Xue's affection for him grew even stronger.

Ye Feng then thoroughly defeated the group of thugs.

He was ruthless, each move deadly, and soon the group was lying on the ground groaning in pain.

Ye Feng stepped on a man's head and coldly asked, "Speak, who sent you?"

The man winced in pain and begged for mercy, "Brother, spare me! It was Mr. Ma, it was Mr. Ma who sent us!"

Mr. Ma?

Ye Feng instantly realized that this person must be the same man he had seen in Liu Qingyi's office.

He snorted coldly, released his foot, and said in a chilling tone, "Get lost!"

The group of people quickly scrambled away and fled.

Qi Xue looked at the wound on Ye Feng's arm with concern, "Are you alright? Let's go to the hospital!"

Ye Feng gently shook his head.

"It's nothing, just a superficial injury. I'll take you home first."

He started the car.

Qi Xue reached out and pressed his hand down, preventing him from starting the car.

"No! You're bleeding, how can you not go to the hospital? I'm not going back!"

Ye Feng couldn't do anything about her.

He then took out his phone and dialed Liu Zhengfei's number.

"Could you help me find out where Mr. Ma of the Ma Group is now?"

A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, Mr. Ye, I'll check right away."

Less than five minutes later, the phone rang again.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ma is currently at the Ma family villa. I'll send you the address."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng glanced at the address, started the car, and looked extremely dangerous.

He had to teach Mr. Ma a lesson, to let him know that some things are not allowed to be done.

Soon, Ye Feng found the Ma family villa.

He pressed the doorbell and remained silent for a moment.

The door opened, and a slightly overweight man in a bathrobe appeared in the doorway—it was Boss Ma.

Before Mr. Ma could react, Ye Feng kicked him.

Mr. Ma let out a scream and collapsed to the ground.

"You...what are you doing?!"

"Why did you send someone to cause me trouble?" Ye Feng looked down at President Ma, his tone icy.

Mr. Ma turned pale with fright and hurriedly explained, "It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding! Mr. Ye, I only said a few words to my men, I didn't expect them to actually come looking for you..."

“If this happens again,” Ye Feng’s eyes sharpened, “I won’t just do more than kick you.”

He paused, then said, "Medical expenses: four million."

Mr. Ma was completely intimidated by Ye Feng's aura. He trembled as he took out his phone from his pocket, transferred four million yuan, and handed it to Ye Feng.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I was wrong..."

Ye Feng then took out his phone and took a picture of Mr. Ma's ID card.

"Don't do anything rash, or I'll call the police."

He turned and left, with Qi Xue silently following behind him.

The atmosphere in the car was somewhat somber.

Qi Xue hesitated for a moment before asking, "Ye Feng, why did you do this?"

Ye Feng turned to look at her and sighed softly.

"There are some things you'd better not know."

He took Qixue home.

"Would you like to come in and sit down?" Qi Xue was still persistent.

Such an outstanding man, even if he has someone else in his heart, she would still be willing.

Ye Feng looked at Qi Xue, about to speak, when his phone suddenly rang, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere between them.

It was Liu Qingyi calling.

Liu Qingyi said coquettishly, "Will you come find me now?"

Ye Feng's heart stirred slightly.

He glanced at Qi Xue, and finally agreed to Liu Qingyi's request.

After bidding a hasty farewell to Qi Xue, Ye Feng drove to Liu Qingyi's villa.

As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.

He hadn't expected Liu Qingyi to be so drunk.

He was somewhat surprised; in his memory, she rarely lost her composure like this.

"Husband, you're here..." Liu Qingyi said indistinctly, trying to sit up straight, but she swayed and almost fell.

Ye Feng reacted quickly and caught her.

"I didn't... I didn't really beg him..." Liu Qingyi said haltingly, her voice tinged with grievance, "I just... for the company... it was just a normal collaboration..."

Ye Feng then realized that Liu Qingyi was referring to the cooperation with President Ma.

"I know, I know... I misunderstood you, I'm sorry."

He helped her sit up again.

He regretted his previous impulsiveness and felt sorry for Liu Qingyi's situation.

"I just... want to save the company..." Liu Qingyi murmured, her eyes filled with exhaustion.

Ye Feng looked at her with a complicated expression.

The woman who was once proud and confident is now so vulnerable.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

Ye Feng changed the subject, not wanting her to continue dwelling on her negative emotions.

Liu Qingyi shook her head, as if suddenly remembering something, and said aggrievedly, "I've been busy all day and haven't even had time to eat..."

Ye Feng got up and went to the kitchen to prepare something for her.

With limited ingredients in the kitchen, Ye Feng looked around and decided to make a fried rice dish.

His movements were skillful, and soon, the golden egg flowers and rice were perfectly blended, and the aroma filled the air.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Liu Qingyi's eyes lit up as she smelled the aroma.

Ye Feng placed the fried rice in front of her and watched her devour it, feeling a surge of satisfaction.

He liked this feeling, as if he had returned to the past, to the peaceful and warm times they spent together.

"I didn't expect you to be such a good cook," Liu Qingyi sighed contentedly after finishing her meal. "Why don't you just switch careers and become a chef?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I can cook for you often in the future."

"Don't worry too much about the company's affairs. I can help you. Just consider it a loan to you, and you can pay me normal interest, or... just consider it an investment I'm making in you."

He wanted to help her with practical actions.

"Then... consider it a loan from the Liu family."

Liu Qingyi hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

Ye Feng was the only person she could rely on.

"You should stay here tonight," Liu Qingyi suddenly said. "I'm too tired and need someone to take care of me."

She paused, then added, "Don't overthink it, I'm just afraid I might suddenly get sick and won't be able to work tomorrow."

Ye Feng understood what she meant.

He nodded and did not refuse.

Ye Feng did not touch her.

Liu Qingyi quickly fell asleep, her even breathing echoing in the room.

Ye Feng looked at her, and was about to get up to make some hangover soup when his phone suddenly vibrated.

It turned out to be a friend request from my ex-girlfriend, Yang Yunqing.

Ye Feng was stunned.

Why would Yang Yunqing suddenly add him as a friend so late at night?

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately accepted the friend request.

"Ye Feng, something's happened at my home..."

Just after the request was approved, Yang Yunqing's message followed immediately.

Ye Feng hesitated whether to reply, but finally sent a message: "What's up?"

“My family member is sick…” Yang Yunqing replied.

Ye Feng replied, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's late, you should get some rest too."