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

The three got into the car and drove in the direction indicated by Old Wang.

On the way, Xu Wu pointed to a luxuriously decorated hair salon by the roadside and said, "Brother Feng, look, this place is doing good business. Even the cars parked outside are so high-end."

Ye Feng followed his gaze and indeed saw several luxury cars illegally parked on the side of the road.

One of the car's license plates caught his attention; he seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

"Night..."

Ye Feng murmured the name on the hair salon's signboard, and suddenly remembered seeing this name when he was investigating Su Hao before. It seemed to be an entertainment venue under Su Hao's control.

The car slowly drove past the entrance of "Nightfall," where several scantily clad girls were standing at the door soliciting customers.

One of the girls, with her pure and innocent looks and a temperament completely different from the other girls, caught Ye Feng's attention.

Xu Wu also noticed the girl and teased her with a smile, "Brother Feng, which one have you got your eye on? Want to go in and relax?"

Ye Feng withdrew his gaze.

"Don't talk nonsense."

His intuition told him that Su Hao was definitely involved in this matter.

Seeing that they were not taking the bait, a girl boldly asked a question, her tone flippant.

"Hey, are you here looking for jobs?"

Xu Wu grinned.

"We're not here for a job interview."

The foreman swayed out, his face beaming with a professional smile.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. Wang?"

Old Wang, still slightly drunk, raised his hand and said, "It's me, I'm Old Wang."

The supervisor gestured for them to come this way. "Mr. Wang, please come this way."

Ye Feng followed the head waiter through the lavishly decorated hall and toward the private room.

The hall was bustling with noise, and the air was filled with a strong scent of perfume.

Xu Wu appeared even more uneasy, constantly rubbing his hands together.

Ye Feng observed his surroundings discreetly, secretly becoming more vigilant.

The foreman pushed open a carved wooden door. "Mr. Wang, this is it."

The private room was dimly lit and filled with a faint aromatherapy scent.

A woman dressed alluringly and with a unique air reclined on a sofa, surrounded by several handsome waiters who were attentively peeling grapes and pouring wine for her.

As soon as Old Wang entered the door, he waved his hand as if shooing away flies and said, "Everyone out, everyone out, my friends and I have something to discuss."

The waiters exchanged glances and looked at the woman.

The woman nodded slightly, and they filed out, gently closing the door to the private room.

Only Ye Feng, his two companions, and the woman remained in the private room.

The woman picked up a glass of red wine, swirled it gently, and glanced at Ye Feng and Xu Wu.

"Old man, are these two your friends? Would you like to call a few more of your sisters over to keep you company?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly.

The woman's words and actions struck him as somewhat strange.

He thought Old Wang would gladly accept this good deal, but to his surprise, Old Wang flatly refused: "No need, we're here to talk about serious business."

The woman chuckled and put down her wine glass.

"Hey old man, what are you pretending to be so serious for? Do you still need to pretend in front of me?"

Old Wang waved his hand impatiently, "Stop fooling around, Furong."

"Fleur?"

Ye Feng immediately understood.

It turned out that this woman was Old Wang's daughter.

Wang Furong snorted coldly, "I'm not making a fuss. Anyway, you've never cared about me since I was born."

Old Wang's face darkened, as if he was unwilling to talk any further.

Wang Furong, however, seemed to have opened a floodgate of words and continued, "You abandoned me and my mother back then, and now you're pretending to be a loving father. Don't you find that disgusting?"

Old Wang remained silent, simply drinking his wine in silence.

Wang Furong shifted her gaze from Old Man Wang to Ye Feng, her eyes teasing: "This gentleman looks unfamiliar; I've never seen him before."

Her slender fingers gently brushed aside the strands of hair that fell down, her eyes glazed over.

Do you like a woman like me?

Ye Feng subtly avoided her gaze: "Miss Wang is joking. I am just a friend of Mr. Wang. I am here today to discuss business."

Wang Furong seemed very interested in Ye Feng's reaction, and her smile deepened: "Really? I don't think so."

She leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Ye Feng, and a strong perfume scent wafted towards him.

"You don't seem like the kind of man who follows the rules."

Ye Feng subtly shifted back, "Miss Wang has misunderstood."

Wang Furong wasn't annoyed. She straightened up and gently swirled the wine glass in her hand.

"Since we're friends, why don't we help Old Wang out? He's been having some trouble lately."

Ye Feng was just worried about not having a chance to start a conversation, but she brought it up herself first.

He immediately asked, "Oh? What does Miss Wang know?"

Wang Furong moved closer to Ye Feng again, almost whispering in his ear, "Those building materials were all used to pay off gambling debts."

She paused, then added, "I can help you solve this problem, but..."

She drawled out the last syllable, a sly glint in her eyes, "You also need to do something for me in exchange."

At this moment, the drunken old man Wang also noticed the situation and quickly came over to pull Wang Furong aside, warning her, "Furong, don't be silly! This Mr. Ye is not someone you can afford to offend. You two are not a good match."

Wang Furong impatiently shook off Old Man Wang's hand.

"My affairs are none of your business! You should mind your own business!"

Then, she turned to Ye Feng.

"Mr. Ye, please take me home. There are some things I'd like to discuss with you privately."

Ye Feng looked at Wang Furong and fell into deep thought.

This woman holds the clues he wants.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Feng nodded.

"it is good."

He gestured for Xu Wu to pay the bill, and then said to Xu Wu, "Call a car to take Mr. Wang home."

Xu Wu accepted the order and left.

Ye Feng walked up to Wang Furong.

"Let's go."

Wang Furong stood up and followed Ye Feng out of the private room.

After leaving "Nightfall," Ye Feng let Wang Furong get into his car and personally drove her home.

The car drove smoothly on the road.

Wang Furong broke the silence, her voice tinged with languor, "Mr. Ye, actually, the reward I want is very simple."

She paused, her eyes fixed on Ye Feng, "I want you to be my man."

Ye Feng tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

It was definitely a trap.

"Miss Wang, I'm afraid you've made a mistake. I have a girlfriend."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Wang Furong's eyes, but she quickly recovered.

"Oh? Really? That's such a pity."

She chuckled lightly, seemingly unconcerned, "But it's alright, we'll deal with the future later."

The car stopped in front of a luxury villa.

Before Ye Feng could speak, Wang Furong pointed to a couple standing at the villa entrance and said, "See them? Help me teach them a lesson."