A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

"Damn it, that old devil changes his face faster than flipping through a book," Yang Di cursed inwardly, just as he heard Lao Yi calling him from inside.

"Brother Yi." Yang Di walked into the inner room and greeted the eldest brother according to gang rules.

"Forget it, I've told you countless times, when it's just the two of us, there's no need for all this formality," the old man said casually before asking, "How's the lone traveler doing?"

"There's no news yet; they're probably preparing."

"Where's the detective? Has Gu Feng made any unusual moves?"

"I spoke to him on the phone before nightfall last night. He said that Gu Feng was perfectly normal, but he was still leaving early and returning late, and going out to fool around in the middle of the night."

"Hmph, this bastard doesn't even know his death is near," the old man sneered.

"Brother Yi, don't worry, that guy surnamed Gu won't be smug for long."

"Hmm, you did a good job on this. Although you are a newer branch manager and your territory is currently limited, if you manage it diligently, you will become the most powerful among the eight managers in the future."

"Thank you, Brother Yi."

"Alright, keep a close eye on this." Old Yi said, standing up and slinging the fishing tackle bag next to his executive chair over his shoulder. Seeing Yang Di's puzzled look, he couldn't help but smile wryly. "The old man invited me to go fishing on Long Island. I might not be at the club for the next couple of days. If you're unsure about external matters, call Uncle Gui; if you're unsure about internal matters, call me, okay?"

Yang Di recalled the hateful face of Uncle Gui earlier and felt a chill in his heart. He figured there would be no more external matters, so he nodded with a forced smile.

"Sigh, I don't know what's gotten into the old man. Fishing in this cold weather, what kind of ghost or horse is he fishing for?" The old man sighed as he went out.

Yang Di, however, felt that he was taking his blessings for granted. He thought, "When he experiences the pain of wanting to care for his parents but finding them gone, he'll realize how fortunate he is today."

Since taking the top position, Ding Hanhan has never had a day of rest.

Despite the fact that her retiring advisor finally agreed to stay for another year after she, Ding Lisheng, and the old man's family took turns persuading him, Ding Hanhan still felt so busy that she could hardly breathe.

If the advisor weren't here either, she really didn't want to think about what would happen to her.

In her spare time, she would often think of Gu Feng.

Thinking back to the times we used to argue, hurl insults, and even tear each other apart, I can't help but chuckle.

Time flies and never returns; the past can only be reminisced about.

She doesn't know when it started, but she stopped liking to listen to Bandari's music, which seemed to have no rhythm. Instead, she started listening to some folk songs with a certain charm, or old songs with sad melodies.

However, this is something I listen to occasionally during a stolen half-day of leisure to relieve my boredom.

More often than not, she follows the news, gets firsthand information, and stays informed about current events.

This will not only enrich her worldview, but also allow her to grasp the direction of the Yihe Gang—which should now be renamed Ruifeng Group.

Today, Ding Hanhan, as usual, watched the evening news before finishing work.

As the news narration played, a heavy dump truck and a silver two-seater sports car, completely wrecked, appeared on camera.

What she saw startled Ding Hanhan.

This silver sports car looks familiar.

"Our reporter Yang Bei found Mr. Zhang, a person who was at the scene at the time and has some knowledge of the situation. Mr. Zhang, could you please tell us about what happened?"

"Okay. I was standing in front of this Fu Kee breakfast shop buying breakfast at the time. It was crowded, so I was waiting here to get my food packed up. There was a sports car stopped on Hongxing Road, about to cross the red light. Because it was a Spyker, which is still quite rare in Shenzhen, I took a second look. The driver was very young and handsome..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhang, could you please describe the circumstances of the collision?"

"Well, that's what I was going to say. I saw this sports car and it was so eye-catching that I kept staring at it. Anyway, I was just waiting and getting bored. Then the light turned green, and the car was going to cross, but it was going very slowly. Suddenly, a heavy dump truck came rushing out from Jiangjin Road. But even now, I still don't know how that dump truck came out. It hit the car and made it spin around. I initially thought it was just a car accident, but then the dump truck driver got out and started beating up the young driver who seemed to have only suffered minor injuries. Wow, you don't know, when they started fighting, it was so exciting, like a martial arts movie, no less than a Hollywood action blockbuster, it was incredibly exciting."

"Mr. Zhang, what happened next?"

"Later, the tall, burly dump truck driver was no match for the young sports car driver and was beaten down. Then, somehow, several brand-new Cherokees appeared, and a dozen or so people got out, all dressed in black suits and trousers. Oh, and the leader was a woman. Both of them were tied up in the car, and then they drove off."

"..."

Upon seeing this, Ding Hanhan panicked.

After confirming several times, she realized that the silver sports car that had been wrecked was the one she had given to Gu Feng.

She frantically pulled out her phone, but didn't even have the strength to press the shortcut keys.

After finally managing to dial the number, all I heard on the other end was a message saying it was unreachable.

After this happened repeatedly, Ding Hanhan was terrified.

Just as they were about to call for the clerk, there was a knock on the door.

Then a figure appeared in front of me.

When she saw the man's face clearly, Ding Hanhan could no longer hold back. She ran a few steps and rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly.

The man who suddenly appeared was none other than Gu Feng, the one who had been on Ding Hanhan's mind and almost given her a heart attack.

"Ouch." Gu Feng frowned and exclaimed softly. This guy didn't utter a sound when his wound was being stitched up at the base, but now he's acting all delicate.

"Did I hurt you? Where are you hurt? Quick, let me see." Ding Hanhan could no longer hold back her tears, which fell down her face. She put her hand on Gu Feng's body and began to examine him from head to toe.

"It's alright, it's alright, just a minor scratch. The vital parts are still functioning normally," Gu Feng said with a grin.

"What time is it? You're still grinning like that." Ding Hanhan's face darkened.

"Really, feel it if you don't believe me." Gu Feng acted like a rogue, grabbing her small hand and stroking it downwards.

"You, you pervert, you're still being lewd even in this state," Ding Hanhan cursed.

"That's just how men are," Gu Feng said, still not serious.

"Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

"Okay, let's talk as we walk. I need to go somewhere."

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"We've exited the pass."

"Don't ask now, I'll tell you the details later."

"Then I'll go get my car."

"Don't drive your Bentley, you'd be better off driving a Chery."

"Oh? I can't afford a Xiali here," Ding Hanhan said, sounding aggrieved. "Our Yihe can't afford to lose face like that."

"Oh my god, people say big breasts mean no brains, but at least you have big breasts, but you..." Gu Feng quickly changed his tune when he met Ding Hanhan's sharp and sinister gaze, "They're not small, they're not small, okay? Just find any inconspicuous, low-key car. And don't bring your bodyguards. With me here, they're superfluous."

Ding Hanhan suddenly stared intently at Gu Feng, as if trying to discern something from his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gu Feng asked, puzzled.

"You're being so secretive, are you up to something?" Ding Hanhan stared coldly at him, then suddenly pulled his head close, whispering excitedly in his ear, "Are you planning to take me out for some outdoor sex?"

"Stop thinking nonsense." Gu Feng laughed and scolded, not minding the way the male and female roles were reversed in their flirting, which he found rather charming.