Unparalleled medical and martial arts skills, saving the CEO's fiancée at the start.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the thugs exchanged glances and then surrounded the area from three directions, each carrying a baseball bat, a steel pipe, and a gleaming dagger.

They worked together seamlessly, clearly seasoned fighters who often fought together, blocking all possible escape routes for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen finally released Ma Rui's head and straightened up.

He took a deep breath and then exhaled.

In that instant of breathing, Ye Chen's entire aura changed, and killing intent spread throughout his body.

The thug with the dagger rushed forward the fastest, his blade aimed straight for Ye Chen's waist.

If this strike lands squarely, an ordinary person would lose their ability to move on the spot.

Ye Chen didn't even look at him. He slightly turned his body to the side, and the dagger grazed his clothes, missing its mark.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand shot out like lightning, three fingers gripping the thug's wrist holding the knife and flipping it outwards.

Click!

The sound of the wrist dislocating was as crisp as snapping a dry twig.

The dagger clattered to the ground and bounced twice.

The thug clutched his wrist and collapsed to the ground, his face drained of color instantly, too painful to even scream.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen stepped forward and slapped the man holding the stick in the chest.

The palm strike looked light and airy, but the thug drew an arc in the air and slammed heavily against the wall three meters away.

Before he could even make a sound, he fainted, his body sliding down the wall, leaving a dark red bloodstain on the surface.

The last thug holding the baseball bat was trembling all over, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

He glanced at his unconscious companion on his left, then at his companion on his right who was writhing in pain while clutching his wrist. Suddenly, the heavy aluminum baseball bat in his hand became incredibly hot.

Ye Chen turned his head and glanced at him indifferently.

With just that one look, the thug seemed to lose all his strength, and the baseball bat in his hand clattered to the ground.

He staggered back two steps, tripped over the chair behind him, and fell to the ground with a thud, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "B-Big Brother, spare me! I'm just an employee, I'm paid to do this job, it has nothing to do with me..."

Ye Chen ignored him and turned back to Ma Rui.

Ma Rui was still lying on the table, his face covered in blood, his nose crooked to one side, and his face smeared with tears and snot.

Upon seeing Ye Chen approach, he immediately changed his attitude, crying and shouting, "Delete! I'll delete! I'll delete it right away! Delete all the posts completely!"

Ye Chen squatted down in front of him, took a tissue from the table, slowly wiped the blood off his fingers, then grabbed Ma Rui by the collar, pulled him up from the table, and pressed him into a chair.

"Delete the post is only the first step. As I just mentioned, you also need to record a video."

"Record...record what?" Ma Rui's voice was trembling with sobs.

"Tell me the truth. Who instructed you to smear the Jiang Group? How was the money paid? How was the smear campaign fabricated? Tell me the whole story, word for word."

Ye Chen pointed his phone camera at Ma Rui.

Ma Rui's eyes flickered, and his lips trembled, as if he was hesitating.

He knew how powerful the Qiao family was. If he told the truth, even if Ye Chen let him go, the Qiao family would not.

Ye Chen noticed his hesitation and sighed softly.

"Do you think the Qiao family is more intimidating to you than I am?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen stretched out his right hand and pinched the edge of the table with his five fingers.

Without him exerting much force, the solid wood tabletop, which was at least two centimeters thick, cracked silently, like butter being cut by a hot knife.

Wood chips fell down in a flurry, the cut surfaces smooth and even, as if they had been laser-cut.

Ma Rui's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

That was a solid wooden table, not cardboard. It would take a lot of effort to chop it with an axe, yet this person crushed it with just his fingers.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!" Ma Rui's mental defenses completely collapsed, and he cried out as he confessed everything.

"That's more like it, why force yourself to suffer?" Ye Chen gently patted Ma Rui's face.

"It's the Qiao family! The third master of the Qiao family in the provincial capital! He sent someone to me, gave me three million in cash, and asked me to create negative public opinion about the Jiang Group and make the Jiang Group lose the support of the people."

Ma Rui confessed everything, thought for a moment, and then said, "Third Master Qiao also said that this is just the first wave, and there's even more explosive information to come, to completely ruin and destroy the Jiang Group. I have transfer records and chat screenshots on my phone, I can give them to you! Please don't kill me!"

"Did you get it recorded?" Ye Chen asked He Jianping behind him.

He Jianping had arrived at the scene at some point, holding a professional video camera with the lens steadily pointed at Ma Rui, capturing every word and expression of his.

He gave Ye Chen a thumbs up and grinned, "High definition, you can even see the blood trickling from his nose."

Ye Chen turned off the phone recording, stood up, and patted the dust off his knees.

"Call the police," he said casually.

He Jianping immediately dialed the police and notified the legal department of Jiang's Group.

Twenty minutes later, several police cars arrived with sirens blaring and surrounded the entire building.

Ma Rui and his online trolls were all taken away, and dozens of computers full of evidence were seized. They were caught red-handed.

That evening, a clarification video was released simultaneously across the entire internet.

In the video, Ma Rui, his face covered in blood, confessed to accepting money from the Qiao family and deliberately smearing the Jiang Group.

At the same time, Jiang's Group's legal team formally filed a lawsuit against the Qiao family, submitting evidence such as transfer records, chat screenshots, and statements from online trolls to the judicial authorities.

The news caused an uproar.

Within just a few hours, the online sentiment underwent a dramatic reversal.

"I knew it! How could such a large company as the Jiang Group do something like this? Someone was definitely smearing us behind our backs!"

"The Qiao family of the provincial capital? You mean the Qiao family that's in real estate? They've really stretched their reach far beyond Jiangcheng, even trying to mess with businesses there. They're completely lawless!"

"Support the Jiang Group in protecting its rights! Such companies that maliciously spread rumors must be severely punished!"

Jiang Ruoxi sat in her office, watching the supportive comments constantly refreshing online, and her nerves, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed.

The office door was gently pushed open, and Ye Chen walked in carrying a steaming bowl of plain noodles, the aroma of scallions and lard filling the air.

"Honey, you've been busy all day and haven't eaten anything, have you? Here, eat it while it's hot."

"Ye Chen".

"Um?"

"Thank you." Jiang Ruoxi took the bowl of noodles, lowered her head and took a sip of soup. The warm soup slid down her throat, and the warmth spread all the way to her heart.

"You're thanking me?" Ye Chen sat down opposite her, resting his chin on his hand and looking at her with a smile. "Eat quickly, the noodles won't taste good if they're left out."

Jiang Ruoxi buried her head in her noodles, eating politely but quickly; she was truly hungry.

She hasn't had a drop of water since noon, her mind is completely focused on crisis management, and she hasn't had time to eat at all.

Ye Chen watched her eat noodles with tenderness in his eyes, a far cry from the ruthless and decisive aura he had at Ruifeng Media.

"Ye Chen." Jiang Ruoxi suddenly raised her head.

"Um?"

Do you think the Qiao family will come again?

"Yes, Qiao San isn't the type to admit defeat. Having suffered such a huge loss this time, he'll definitely use even more ruthless methods to make up for it, but..."

Ye Chen turned his head, revealing his carefree smile again, and reached out to ruffle Jiang Ruoxi's hair, the action as natural as if he had done it a thousand times: "What are you afraid of? I'm here."