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

Xu San wiped his sweat and walked up to Ye Feng.

"That manager was as cowardly as a quail. He confessed everything as soon as he was threatened. He said that Director Sun had a secretary named Xiao Kong, and everything had to go through her."

Ye Feng nodded, put the cigarette in his mouth, but still didn't light it.

"Xiao Kong..."

He repeated the name softly, as if he were chewing on something.

The name sounds familiar, but I can't quite place where I've heard it before.

"Have Wu Dan check this hole." Ye Feng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled. His eyes were unpredictable amidst the swirling smoke.

"okay!"

Xu San responded and took out his phone to call Wu Dan.

Not long after, Wu Dan replied to the message, attaching a detailed profile of Xiao Kong: Kong Xiaoyue, 26 years old, a local of S City, a graduate of a prestigious university, with bright eyes and white teeth and a beautiful appearance in the photo.

Xu San stared at the photo for a long time, then involuntarily whistled.

"Wow, this girl is really pretty!"

Ye Feng glanced at the photo.

This girl is indeed very attractive.

A strange sense of familiarity welled up in his heart again, but he still couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"I'll go talk to her!"

Xu San volunteered, patting his chest as he spoke.

However, when Wu Dan pulled up a few more photos of Kong Xiaoyue, Xu San immediately deflated.

"Uh... Boss, why don't you go yourself? With your charm with women, getting close to her should be a piece of cake, right?"

Ye Feng frowned.

This kind of flirting is disrespectful to Qingyi.

"No, I'm not available."

Xu San scratched his head, looking troubled.

"What should we do then? We can't just sit here and wait, can we?"

Just then, Wu Dan suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Boss, Third Brother, look!"

On the computer screen, real-time surveillance footage of the residential community where Kong Xiaoyue lives is displayed.

A group of people gathered at the entrance of the residential compound, seemingly engaged in an argument; the scene was somewhat chaotic.

Although it's unclear what exactly happened, it's certain that this matter is related to Kong Xiaoyue.

"Let's go!" Ye Feng decided immediately. "Let's go take a look!"

Without saying a word, Xu San followed Ye Feng out of the warehouse.

The streetlights in the old residential area were dim.

There are no security guards; anyone can come and go as they please.

Downstairs, a few residents stood scattered about, pointing and whispering among themselves at one of the buildings.

Ye Feng glanced around, his gaze finally settling on the stairwell, where a group of people were gathered, making a ruckus.

Ye Feng and Xu San walked through the crowd and headed towards the stairwell.

"What's going on? Why is it so lively?" Xu San casually asked an older woman who was watching the commotion.

The middle-aged woman, cracking sunflower seeds, said with great interest, "It's a rental dispute! This house belonged to an old woman. After she died, her two sons fought over it, and the young female tenant was caught in the middle and suffered!"

Ye Feng's heart sank; it seemed to be Kong Xiaoyue.

The two arrived at a crowded area, where the noise became even clearer.

"This house belongs to Mom. I've taken care of her for so many years, why should you get half of it?"

A middle-aged man in a t-shirt, with a loud voice, pointed at another man and roared.

“Brother, you can’t say that. I’m also a mother’s son! Why should you take all the rent money by yourself?” The other man retorted, not to be outdone.

"Pah! Have you ever fulfilled your filial duties for even a day? What can you do besides begging for money?" The man in the t-shirt spat as he spoke.

Behind the two men, a young girl was cowering, her face pale, clutching her phone tightly in her hand.

Needless to say, this girl is Kong Xiaoyue.

Ye Feng and Xu San exchanged a glance and squeezed through the crowd.

"I rented this apartment, the contract is legitimate, and I've paid the rent on time," Kong Xiaoyue said, her voice trembling as she pointed at the two men. "It's not fair that you're making me move out!"

The man in the t-shirt sneered, "You rented this place? This place is mine now! Get out of here!"

Another man chimed in, "Yeah, get out of here! Or we'll throw all your stuff out!"

Ye Feng felt the time was right.

He strode forward and said in a deep voice, "You are clearly bullying this girl."

The two men were taken aback and turned to look at Ye Feng.

"Who are you?" The second brother, wearing a t-shirt, squinted and spoke in an unfriendly tone.

"I'm her brother."

Ye Feng spoke calmly, shielding Kong Xiaoyue behind him.

He turned to Kong Xiaoyue, who looked surprised, and nodded gently to reassure her.

Kong Xiaoyue felt a warmth in her heart.

She glanced at Ye Feng gratefully, then silently took a half step back and stood behind him.

Ye Feng looked at the two men again and said in a deep voice, "Where's the property certificate? Show it to me."

"Property certificate? Who do you think you are? Why should I show it to you?" The second son said with a disdainful look.

"If you can prove that this house belongs to you, I am willing to pay an extra rent, two years' rent, 72,000 yuan," Ye Feng said calmly.

The surrounding crowd immediately erupted in discussion, wondering if Ye Feng was an idiot.

Seventy-two thousand is no small sum.

Xu San was also stunned.

Why isn't the boss playing by the rules?

The two men exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with greed.

The second brother pulled a document out of his pocket and handed it to Ye Feng: "Look carefully, this house is mine now!"

Ye Feng took the document, looked at it carefully, and then handed it to Xu San: "Take a look and see if there are any problems."

Xu San took the document, carefully checked it, and nodded slightly to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sneered in his heart.

"No problem, I agree to renew the lease."

As Ye Feng spoke, he made a gesture as if to take out his wallet.

Everyone present, including Kong Xiaoyue and Xu San, was puzzled.

What exactly is Ye Feng up to?

The second son eagerly pulled out the contract and urged, "Sign and pay quickly!"

Ye Feng took the contract and pen, but suddenly smiled.

"Your family is committing fraud."

The second son's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

“There is a property dispute over the rented house. I demand compensation of three times the rent.”

Kong Xiaoyue was taken aback, then quickly realized what she meant and said, "I paid a year's rent of 36,000 yuan and a deposit of 36,000 yuan, for a total of 72,000 yuan."

"You're talking nonsense! When did we lie? You're trying to renege on your debt!" The second brother, enraged, pointed at Ye Feng and cursed, "Stop your nonsense! Believe me or not, I'll get a lawyer and sue you!"

"If you don't pay up, in addition to triple the rent, I'll also pursue late payment fees." Ye Feng put his hands in his pockets and looked at them with great interest.

The second brother, enraged, suddenly threw a punch at Ye Feng.

In the blink of an eye, Xu San flashed forward, instantly blocking Ye Feng's path, grabbing the second brother's fist and twisting it forcefully.

The second brother let out a scream as Xu San firmly restrained him.

Seeing this, the second son's wife disregarded her image, plopped down on the ground, and began to throw a tantrum, crying and screaming, "Oh no! Someone's been hit! Someone's been murdered! They're bullying an honest person! Is there no law anymore?!"