The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Just then, there was a knock on the office door, and Chang Long walked in with an excited look on his face. "Brother Peng, you were right! That guy surnamed Zhao is really in trouble this time. His scandal is all over the capital, and his stock price has plummeted. He's probably going to lose his shirt!"

"Hmph, he dares to mess with me with his little tricks?" Huang Feipeng sneered disdainfully. "You keep a close eye on Zhong Zhengguo next. I want to see what other tricks this old fox can pull."

"Don't worry, Brother Peng, I've already arranged for people to keep an eye on him. As soon as he makes a move, I'll know immediately," Chang Long said respectfully.

"Okay, you can go now." Huang Feipeng waved his hand, and Chang Long bowed and withdrew.

Huang Feipeng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling cityscape of the capital, his eyes gleaming with ambitious light. Zhao Shanhe's downfall was just the beginning; he would make all those who opposed him pay a heavy price! He would make the entire capital grovel at his feet!

……

Meanwhile, Hou Liangping was interrogating Zhao Shanhe in the interrogation room.

"Speak, who ordered you to do these things?" Hou Liangping stared intently at Zhao Shanhe, his eyes blazing, as if trying to see through his heart.

Zhao Shanhe had completely lost his former arrogance. He looked like a wilted eggplant, dejected and listless. "It was...it was Huang Feipeng. He ordered me to do this!"

"Huang Feipeng?" Hou Liangping frowned. He was very familiar with this name; it was the target he had always wanted to bring down.

"That's right, it was him! He gave me the contact information of those female celebrities, and he also arranged for people to film the videos. He even threatened me, saying that if I didn't do what he said, he would make it impossible for me to stay in the capital!" Zhao Shanhe said incoherently, as if he wanted to push all the blame onto Huang Feipeng.

Hou Liangping sneered inwardly. He knew that Zhao Shanhe's words could not be entirely trusted, but this only strengthened his determination to bring down Huang Feipeng.

"Okay, I understand. Is there anything else you want to say?" Hou Liangping asked calmly.

"No, I've told you everything I know. Please, let me go. I'll never do it again!" Zhao Shanhe pleaded.

"Let you go?" Hou Liangping sneered. "You broke the law, so you should be punished by law!"

……

As night fell, Huang Feipeng's mansion was brightly lit.

Ye Zi served a table full of dishes, all of which were Huang Feipeng's favorites.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​making so many dishes?" Huang Feipeng walked into the restaurant with a smile, looking at the table full of delicious food, and was in a great mood.

"What, you're not welcoming me?" Ye Zi gave him a playful glare. "Hurry up and sit down to eat. Try my cooking and see if it's gotten any worse."

Huang Feipeng sat down with a smile, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth. It melted in his mouth, rich but not greasy, and tasted great.

"It's delicious, even better than before," Huang Feipeng exclaimed.

"Really?" Ye Zi's eyes lit up, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

The two of them ate and chatted, and the atmosphere was harmonious and warm.

After a few rounds of drinks, Huang Feipeng put down his chopsticks, looked at Ye Zi, and his eyes gradually became deep.

"Ye Zi, marry me."

Ye Zi froze, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the table with a crisp sound.

"What...what did you say?" Ye Zi couldn't believe her ears; she thought she had misheard.

Huang Feipeng stood up, walked to Ye Zi, knelt on one knee, took out an exquisite box from his pocket, opened it, and a dazzling diamond ring lay quietly inside.

"Ye Zi, marry me. I will love you and cherish you for the rest of my life."

Ye Zi could no longer hold back her tears, which welled up in her eyes. She covered her mouth, choking back sobs and unable to speak.

"Why are you crying?" Huang Feipeng gently wiped away her tears. "Don't you want to?"

Ye Zi shook her head, threw herself into Huang Feipeng's arms, and hugged him tightly, "I do, I do!"

Huang Feipeng was overjoyed, hugged Ye Zi tightly, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Ye Zi's tears fell like pearls from a broken string, landing one by one on Huang Feipeng's chest, burning his skin and scalding his heart. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumb gently stroking her wet cheeks, his voice so tender it was almost dripping with water: "Why are you crying? Don't you want to marry me? If you don't want to, just say so. Don't cry, I won't force you."

Ye Zi cried even harder, as if she wanted to release all the grievances and anxieties that had accumulated over the past few days. She clung tightly to Huang Feipeng's neck, like a drowning person grabbing onto the only piece of driftwood, her voice choked with sobs and almost inaudible: "No, no, I do, I do want to marry you, a hundred times, a thousand times!"

Huang Feipeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, a genuine smile appearing on his face for the first time in days. He pulled Ye Zi into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, as if trying to meld her entire being into his body. Ye Zi's response was a mixture of shyness and passion, like a rose blooming in a storm, delicate and alluring, yet deadly.

After a long while, the two separated, panting heavily. Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, Huang Feipeng felt a surge of possessiveness. He scooped Ye Zi up in his arms and strode towards the bedroom, his voice domineering and forceful: "From today onwards, you're mine. I'll make sure you can never leave me for the rest of your life!"

……

The next day, Huang Feipeng publicly announced his marriage to Ye Zi, which shocked the entire capital city.

The marriage between the Huang and Ye families is undoubtedly a powerful alliance that will completely reshape the power structure of the capital. Those rivals who once coveted Huang Feipeng will have to reassess their own worth and curb their ambitions.

Hou Liangping was having breakfast with Zhong Xiaoai when he heard the news.

With a "clatter," the chopsticks in Hou Liangping's hand fell onto the table. Hou Liangping stood up abruptly, his face ashen, and said through gritted teeth, "That Huang Feipeng is really too arrogant!"

Zhong Xiaoai glanced at him coldly, her tone laced with sarcasm: "What, are you just envious and jealous? Huang Feipeng is riding high right now, reaping success in both his career and love life. And you? What do you have besides clinging to Huang Feipeng?"

"You..." Hou Liangping was speechless with anger, but he was powerless to refute.

"I advise you to give up on that idea. Huang Feipeng is not someone you can bring down," Zhong Xiaoai said coldly. "Look at yourself now. Where is even a trace of your former high spirits? You've been blinded by hatred, and you'll reap what you sow sooner or later!"

"What do you know!" Hou Liangping roared. "I will make Huang Feipeng pay the price, make him pay for what he did!"