After leaving the restaurant, Chen Yuhao offered solicitously, "Xiaoyue, Xiaoran, shall I drive you home?"

He deliberately waved the car keys in his hand, and a brand-new Audi A6 gleamed on the roadside.

Kong Xiaoyue took Ye Feng's arm and refused without hesitation, "No need, I'll walk with Ye Feng."

Qin Xiaoran looked at Chen Yuhao, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She never expected Chen Yuhao to be such a vain and superficial person.

Chen Yuhao's face turned pale and then red. He stood there awkwardly, at a loss for what to do.

Qin Xiaoran suddenly spoke up: "Thank you for today, Ye Feng."

Chen Yuhao was even more confused. "Thank him? Thank him for what?"

Qin Xiaoran sneered, "If it weren't for today's misunderstanding, I wouldn't have known you were this kind of person!"

Chen Yuhao was stunned.

Qin Xiaoran's tone suddenly became resolute, "Chen Yuhao, let's break up. Don't contact me again."

Chen Yuhao seemed to have been struck by lightning. He hurriedly grabbed Qin Xiaoran's hand, "Xiaoran, are you... are you still angry about what happened earlier?"

Qin Xiaoran shook off his hand, filled with disappointment, "You don't even understand why I'm angry."

"You must have said bad things about me to Xiaoran!"

Chen Yuhao pointed at Ye Feng, his anger burning, and his tone aggressive.

Qin Xiaoran turned her head sharply, her eyes piercing. "Ye Feng is open and honest, unlike you, who is petty and full of lies!"

Chen Yuhao stared at Qin Xiaoran in disbelief, "You actually look down on me like this for the sake of an outsider?"

Qin Xiaoran sneered, "We've already broken up. You're the outsider. Ye Feng is my friend."

Chen Yuhao felt greatly humiliated, and a surge of anger rose to his head.

He couldn't accept Qin Xiaoran's heartlessness.

Qin Xiaoran didn't want to get entangled with him anymore and turned to leave.

Chen Yuhao grabbed her arm. "Stop right there! Explain yourself!"

He used too much force, and Qin Xiaoran winced in pain.

Seeing this, Boss Wang quickly walked over and said, "Sir, please show some respect."

Chen Yuhao glared angrily at Boss Wang, "Why are you meddling in other people's business!"

Mr. Wang met his gaze without flinching, saying, "This is my shop, and I cannot tolerate your rudeness here!"

"You...you just wait!" The surrounding diners also turned their attention to him, and Chen Yuhao felt his face burning.

He forcefully shook off Qin Xiaoran's arm, uttered a few words, and then slunk away.

Mr. Wang sighed and said to Qin Xiaoran, "Girl, you'd better keep your eyes open when you're looking for a boyfriend in the future."

Qin Xiaoran nodded gratefully.

On the way, Kong Xiaoyue said softly, "Ye Feng, I'm sorry. It was my fault today. I shouldn't have pretended to be your girlfriend."

Ye Feng shook his head. "It's alright, I don't care. But that Chen Yuhao is no good, you should be careful in the future."

Kong Xiaoyue sighed, "Yes, I've tried to persuade Xiaoran before, but she just won't listen."

Back home, Qin Xiaoran hugged Kong Xiaoyue and cried, "Xiaoyue, I really regret it. I should have listened to you back then."

Kong Xiaoyue gently patted her back, "Alright, alright, don't cry. He wouldn't dare do anything."

Despite Kong Xiaoyue's words of comfort, Qin Xiaoran remained uneasy.

At this moment, Ye Feng also returned to the warehouse.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Xu San slam his fist into the metal door of the warehouse.

"This job is fucking frustrating!" Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, Xu San, a little patience will calm things down."

"Endure? I only make this much salary a month. How am I supposed to survive if he cuts a thousand off my paycheck?" Xu San said indignantly, his eyes red.

It turns out that the manager disliked Xu San in every way, often causing trouble for him, and today he even deducted Xu San's salary.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. "Tonight, I'll make him spit out everything he's swallowed."

Xu San was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with excitement. "Brother Feng, what are you planning to do?"

Ye Feng simply smiled faintly and did not answer.

After Xu San calmed down, Ye Feng dialed Qin Xiaoran's number, "Xiaoran, 9:30, see you at the usual place."

Qin Xiaoran's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, "Okay, see you there."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng dialed Wang Furong's number again. "Sister Wang, I'll be a little late to the company tonight."

"What's wrong? What happened again?" Wang Furong asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just have some personal matters to take care of."

"Then be careful. By the way, how's Feng Xiaoqian doing lately?" Wang Furong was still a little worried.

"He's been much more obedient lately, probably trying to figure out my background. He won't dare to make any rash moves anytime soon," Ye Feng said confidently.

"That's good. Please be careful," Wang Furong reminded her.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng went home.

He put down his briefcase, tied on his apron, and began preparing dinner.

He skillfully chopped and stir-fried the vegetables, and in no time, a table full of colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes was placed on the table.

He glanced at the time; it was 7:30.

Qingyi should be back soon. However, the silence was broken by the ringing of the telephone.

"Honey, I have a company dinner tonight, so I won't be home for dinner," Liu Qingyi said apologetically.

Ye Feng's grip on the phone tightened slightly.

He knew that Liu Qingyi was very busy with work and had many social engagements, but these repeated dinners still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But he still said, "It's okay, you go ahead and do your thing."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng looked at the table full of food and suddenly felt a loss of appetite. A sense of loneliness crept into his heart.

At this moment, during the banquet.

Qin Yifei raised his glass of red wine and turned to Liu Qingyi, "Qingyi, this glass is for you. I wish you even greater success in your career."

Liu Qingyi subtly avoided his gaze, gently swirling the wine in her glass. "President Qin, you're too kind. This is the result of everyone's joint efforts."

Qin Yifei refused to give up and continued to approach her, "Qingyi, you are too modest. Everyone has witnessed your abilities. We will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future. Please take care of me."

He deliberately lowered his voice, which carried a hint of ambiguity.

Liu Qingyi frowned slightly and subtly moved to the side. "President Qin, I think you may have misunderstood. We are just business partners. Please be mindful of your boundaries." Qin Yifei's face stiffened, and his hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.

He hadn't expected Liu Qingyi to reject him so directly, leaving him embarrassed.

Qin Yifei suppressed his resentment and smiled, "I was being presumptuous, Qingyi, please don't mind."

He turned around, downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, and his gaze turned somber.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng's phone screen lit up with a message from Qin Xiaoran: "I haven't gotten off work yet, I'm so hungry, could you bring me some late-night snacks?"

Ye Feng glanced at the time; it was already past nine o'clock.

He replied, "Haven't eaten yet? Wait, I'll bring it to you right away."