After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

After breakfast, Chen Yun arranged for Wang Yuyan to stay at the hotel for the time being and assigned several bodyguards to protect her safety.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself," Wang Yuyan said.

Chen Yun nodded, turned and left the hotel.

Based on the clues provided by Liu Tianxiong, he quickly found Li Qiang's hiding place—a dilapidated abandoned factory.

The factory was filled with the pungent smell of machine oil, and fine dust particles floated in the air.

Chen Yun cautiously sneaked in, searching for Li Qiang's whereabouts.

"Who?!" a terrified voice suddenly rang out.

Chen Yun looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin man hiding in a corner, trembling.

It was Li Qiang.

"Did Liu Tianxiong send you?" Li Qiang asked in alarm.

Chen Yun sneered: "Looks like you're not completely stupid after all."

When Li Qiang realized that Chen Yun had spotted him, he turned and tried to run away.

But Chen Yun was faster, grabbing his collar and slamming him to the ground.

"Ah!" Li Qiang screamed in agony, feeling as if his bones were about to fall apart.

Chen Yun stepped on his chest, looking down at him: "Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

Li Qiang was so frightened that he immediately confessed everything.

It turns out that all of this was orchestrated by Liu Tianxiong's rival—a real estate tycoon named Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun had always wanted to take over Liu Tianxiong's company, and this incident was just the first step in his plan.

After obtaining the information he wanted, Chen Yun did not immediately take action against Li Qiang.

He tied Li Qiang up, stuffed him into the trunk, and then made a phone call.

"Hello, it's me. Help me find all the information about Zhao Kun, the more detailed the better."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yun drove away from the abandoned factory.

Instead of going straight back to the hotel, he went to a private detective agency.

"Mr. Chen, you've arrived."

A short, stout man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came forward to greet them.

"Are all the materials ready?" Chen Yun asked.

"Everything is ready." The man handed Chen Yun a thick folder.

"Zhao Kun's secrets are all here."

Chen Yun took the folder and began to look through it.

Zhao Kun's information is very detailed, including his family background, business activities, interpersonal relationships, and so on.

Among them, a document concerning Zhao Kun's private life caught Chen Yun's attention.

“Zhao Kun goes to a nightclub called ‘Nightfall’ every Wednesday night.”

Chen Yun looked at the text on the document and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

It seems that Zhao Kun is indeed a complete hypocrite.

Chen Yun closed the folder, got up, and left the detective agency.

Nightclubs at night are a scene of dazzling lights, intoxicating revelry, and decadent indulgence.

Chen Yun sat in a booth in the corner, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze coldly sweeping over the people around him.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.

Zhao Kun was walking towards a private room with his arm around a scantily clad woman...

Zhao Kun led the woman into the private room, with Chen Yun following closely behind, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

He surveyed his surroundings and noticed that the fire escape door at the end of the corridor was ajar, making it an excellent spot to infiltrate.

After Zhao Kun and the woman entered the private room, Chen Yun slipped into the fire escape and locked the door from the inside.

Inside the private room, Zhao Kun and several of his cronies were chatting and laughing.

"That old bastard Liu Tianxiong has really taken a nasty fall this time. Let's see how he'll fight me now!"

Zhao Kun raised his glass triumphantly, "Come on, brothers, let's toast to our success this time!"

"Brother Kun is brilliant! That move was truly ingenious!" a man with a fawning expression chimed in.

"Hmph, that old bastard Liu Tianxiong, doesn't he even know his own limitations? How dare he try to steal business from Brother Kun?"

Another man joined in the flattery.

Chen Yun hid behind the fire escape door and recorded their conversation word for word.

"These guys are disgusting," Chen Yun thought to himself.

Zhao Kun continued to boast about his "great achievements," detailing how he planned to kidnap Wang Yuyan and how he framed Liu Tianxiong.

He even smugly imitated Wang Yuyan's terrified expression when she was kidnapped, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Chen Yun clenched his fist so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

He desperately wanted to rush in and teach these scoundrels a lesson.

But he needs more evidence to completely bring down Zhao Kun.

After they had finished talking, Chen Yun quietly slipped out of the fire escape and crept down the corridor into Zhao Kun's office.

The office door wasn't locked; it seems Zhao Kun was overconfident.

Chen Yun sneered and went inside.

Zhao Kun's office was decorated in a lavish style, exuding the air of a nouveau riche.

Chen Yun spotted the safe in the corner immediately.

He stepped forward and carefully examined the structure of the safe.

This is a high-end electronic safe, but for Chen Yun, it's not a problem at all.

He took out a set of professional lock-picking tools from his pocket and began to operate them skillfully.

In less than five minutes, the safe door was opened.

It was filled with cash, jewelry, and a thick stack of business documents.

Chen Yun picked up the document and quickly flipped through it.

Soon, a record about Zhao Kun's dealings with overseas gangs came into view.

This document details the contents, time, location, and amount of the transaction between Zhao Kun and the gang.

This was enough to ruin Zhao Kun's reputation.

After taking photos of the evidence, Chen Yun quietly put the documents back in their original place, closed the safe, and left the office.

Back at the hotel, Chen Yun anonymously sent the evidence of Zhao Kun's dealings with overseas gangs to the police.

He then handed over the evidence of Zhao Kun's planning of the kidnapping to Liu Tianxiong.

Liu Tianxiong will definitely make good use of this evidence to deliver a fatal blow to Zhao Kun.

After doing all this, Chen Yun remembered that Zhao Kun would go to the "Nightfall" nightclub every Wednesday night to seek pleasure.

A cold smile appeared on his lips as he anonymously sent the information to Zhao Kun's wife.

"The show is about to begin."

Chen Yun muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The next morning, Chen Yun received a call from Liu Tianxiong.

"Brother Chen, you're truly my lucky star! Thanks to the evidence you provided, that bastard Zhao Kun has been taken away by the police!" Liu Tianxiong's voice was filled with excitement and gratitude.

Chen Yun smiled faintly: "Mr. Liu, you're too kind. I was just doing what I should do."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yun received another call from an unknown number.

Are you Chen Yun?

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, trembling and choked with sobs.

"Yes, that's me," Chen Yun replied.

“I am Zhao Kun’s wife…” the woman said, her voice choked with emotion.

"Thank you... thank you for letting me know the truth..."