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

At this moment, the head nurse walked in and, seeing the scene, directly addressed the Yang family: "What's wrong with you all? Making such a racket here! The patient needs rest; if you want to argue, go outside!"

Brother Yang explained, feeling wronged, "They started it..."

The head nurse impatiently interrupted him: "I don't care who's first or last, be quiet right now! They're going to be moved to the VIP ward soon, which is not something you can afford to mess with."

The woman smiled smugly: "Did you hear me? Be quiet! We're moving to the intensive care unit soon, we don't have time to waste with you country bumpkins!"

Ye Feng couldn't take it anymore, so he took out his phone and dialed the dean's number.

After briefly explaining the situation, he said, "Dean, could you please help me move to a quiet ward? I'm worried that this situation will affect the patient's recovery."

The dean readily agreed: "No problem, Mr. Ye, I'll arrange it right away."

Ye Feng hung up the phone, feeling slightly relieved.

He believed the dean would handle the matter properly.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses walked in.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. Ye?" He looked around and finally his gaze landed on Ye Feng.

"Yes, that's me," Ye Feng replied.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I am Director Wang. The dean asked me to handle this matter." Director Wang's attitude was respectful.

He turned to the head nurse: "What happened?"

The head nurse quickly explained, "The family members of the patient in this bed are making a lot of noise, which is disturbing the rest of the other patients."

Director Wang frowned and looked at the flamboyantly dressed woman: "Madam, please cooperate, we need to change your ward."

The woman was somewhat dissatisfied: "Why are we being moved to a different ward? We didn't do anything wrong! Besides, we're going to be moved to a special care ward soon."

Director Wang glanced at Yang's mother on the hospital bed: "This patient has just had surgery and needs to rest. Your noise here will affect her recovery."

The woman wanted to say something, but her husband tugged at her sleeve: "Never mind, never mind, we'll be in the intensive care unit soon, there's nothing to say without these country bumpkins."

Director Wang flipped through the documents in his hand: "Wait, are you sure you're not mistaken? It wasn't you who were supposed to be changing to the special care ward."

At this point, he looked up at Yang's mother and said, "It was this woman, personally looked after by the dean."

The head nurse's expression instantly changed, becoming obsequious: "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I must have been mistaken. You're the patient the director was looking after! I'm so sorry, I didn't notice just now."

The woman's face turned ashen: "Why should she get a change? We were here first!"

Director Wang glanced at her disdainfully: "This is the hospital director's arrangement. If you have money, you can also change to a special care ward."

The woman was trembling with anger, but dared not say another word.

After Yang's mother was moved to a quiet VIP ward, the woman angrily asked the head nurse in a low voice, "Which ward did they move to?"

The head nurse, realizing she was someone not to be trifled with, obediently told her.

"Fine, very well!" the woman gritted her teeth. "I'm going to teach her a lesson right now!"

She turned and left the ward, and her husband quickly followed.

The woman stormed into the tea room and picked up a kettle that had just boiled.

Her husband was startled.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?"

"I'm going to throw boiling water on her! Let her know what happens when she offends me!"

Her husband quickly stopped her: "Are you crazy! This is a hospital. If you dare to do this, we're finished!"

"Mind your own business!" The woman shoved him away.

Just as she was about to leave the tea room, she bumped into a woman.

"Ouch!" the woman exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Liu Qingyi quickly apologized.

The woman looked up and froze.

Isn't this Liu Qingyi, the president of the Liu Group?

Her husband also recognized Liu Qingyi and hurriedly bowed and scraped, saying, "President Liu, hello, hello!"

He was secretly delighted; it seemed that President Liu had come to back him up.

However, Liu Qingyi went straight to Yang's mother's ward and asked with concern, "Auntie, how are you feeling?"

The woman and her husband were both dumbfounded.

Mr. Liu actually knows this country bumpkin?

Why are you still so concerned about her?

The kettle in the woman's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," splashing boiling water all over the floor.

Her husband was also terrified and turned pale.

The woman quickly put on a smiling face and walked up to Liu Qingyi: "President Liu, hello, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here."

Liu Qingyi glanced at her indifferently: "Yes, what a coincidence."

The woman smiled apologetically and said, "I'm really sorry about earlier. I have a bad temper, please don't mind."

Liu Qingyi ignored her and continued chatting with Yang's mother.

Ye Feng silently walked to Liu Qingyi's side: "Auntie needs to rest, let's go first."

Liu Qingyi nodded and left the ward with Ye Feng.

Outside the hospital, Ye Feng said softly, "Thank you."

Liu Qingyi looked at him and said, "I just did what I was supposed to do."

Ye Feng explained, "I helped the Yang family out of a sense of duty, and they have been kind to me."

Liu Qingyi nodded: "I understand."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Go home early tonight."

Ye Feng responded.

The two drove away separately.

Ye Feng dialed Xu Wu's number: "Any progress on the construction site?"

"Brother Feng, it's still the same old story, not a single clue. Those guys just vanished into thin air." Xu Wu's voice sounded somewhat dejected.

Ye Feng rubbed his temples and sighed.

"Keep investigating, we'll eventually find some clues."

When Ye Feng returned to the villa, Liu Qingyi was already waiting for him at the dining table.

"You're back? I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs today."

Liu Qingyi smiled gently and served him a bowl of rice.

Ye Feng casually remarked, "There's been a lot going on at the company lately, so I might be busy for a while."

Liu Qingyi put down her chopsticks and asked with concern, "Is it tiring?"

"It's alright." Ye Feng smiled. "Don't worry, I can take care of you."

Liu Qingyi's face instantly turned bright red, and she whispered, "It seems like I can't live without you anymore."

Ye Feng took her hand and gently squeezed it.

"Me too."

The next morning, Ye Feng and Xu Wu drove to the construction site.

At the entrance of the construction site, Old Wang was sitting in the security booth, holding a bottle of liquor in his hand, humming a little tune in a drunken stupor.

Ye Feng frowned and stepped forward.

"Old Wang, drinking so early in the morning?"

Old Wang squinted and let out a burp.

"Oh, Mr. Ye, you're here. Come on, have a drink with me."

Ye Feng waved his hand: "Let's get down to business. Do you have any leads regarding the theft at the construction site?"

Old Wang chuckled.

"Clues? Yes, of course." He leaned closer to Ye Feng mysteriously. "I'll take you to a place where someone knows the inside story. But whether you can get the clues depends on your own abilities."

Ye Feng and Xu Wu exchanged a glance, secretly overjoyed.