But who exactly did this?

What is his purpose?

Night Wind couldn't understand it, but that didn't stop him from breaking the seal in Zhao Meiling's mind.

A cracking sound rang out, as if something had broken.

Zhao Meiling slowly opened her eyes and was startled by the night wind in front of her, but then she showed a look of surprise.

"Mr. Ye, what brings you here? Oh dear, my head hurts so much..."

Zhao Meiling sat up in bed, her face showing pain.

"Your memories have been altered, but don't worry, I've restored them for you. Think carefully, have you offended anyone recently?" Ye Feng asked.

Zhao Meiling held her head, and it took a while before her headache gradually subsided.

Then, fear showed on her face, and she said in a trembling voice, "I know who hurt me... It was a guy named Ye Fan!"

"Ye Fan?" Ye Feng frowned.

"Yes, that's right!"

Zhao Meiling nodded vigorously, then said to Ye Feng, "After we parted ways the day before yesterday afternoon, I went back to my company. Not long after, a young man came looking for me."

"That man said his name was Ye Feng, and that he was engaged to me. He was ordered by his master to marry me."

"But I clearly don't know him!"

"Then I... I started acting really strange. I met Ye Fan a few times in the last two days, and even went on a date with him for dinner. Luckily, we haven't slept together yet, or I would have really lost out!"

Night Wind frowned, his expression somewhat subtle.

It seems that a male martial artist named Ye Fan altered Zhao Meiling's memories.

But why did he do that?

Did he take a fancy to that old woman, Zhao Meiling?

Come to think of it, although Zhao Meiling is a bit old, she is well-maintained, with excellent skin and figure, and she is also the chairman of a group worth tens of billions.

"Mr. Ye, you have to help me! That guy is terrifying! He can actually alter other people's memories... If it weren't for you, I would become his plaything!"

Zhao Meiling grabbed Ye Feng's hand and sobbed as she spoke.

Ye Feng withdrew his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will help you deal with him. I will not let this kind of scoundrel who uses his martial arts skills to toy with ordinary people get away with it."

Hearing Ye Feng say that, Zhao Meiling showed deep gratitude.

However, she was a little puzzled as to why Ye Feng was here with her.

Could it be that Ye Feng said he wasn't interested in her, but actually had feelings for her, which is why he secretly came to find her...? Thinking of this, Zhao Meiling felt a little excited.

"Mr. Ye, really, you clearly said you weren't interested in me at the airport that day, but you sneaked over here in the middle of the night..."

Zhao Meiling grabbed Ye Feng's hand again, wanting him to sit down on her bed.

But the night wind remained unmoved and even shook off her hand.

"I just happened to run into you at the restaurant tonight and realized you'd inexplicably forgotten about me, so I noticed something had been done to you and came over to check you out," Ye Feng replied, frowning.

Even so, it shows that you care about me. Otherwise, why would you help me?

Zhao Meiling is as narcissistic as ever.

The night wind seemed somewhat helpless.

He simply couldn't understand how this woman's thought process worked.

“Mr. Ye, since you’re already here, why don’t you stay here tonight? Are you hungry? I’ll make you something to eat,” Zhao Meiling asked excitedly as she got off the bed.

"I'm not hungry," Night Breeze shook his head.

"Have something to eat. I'll cook for you myself. I cook all the time, and I'm really good at it!" Zhao Meiling said proudly.

"Well... okay then."

The night breeze finally nodded.

Zhao Meiling was overjoyed and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

About half an hour later, Zhao Meiling had finished preparing the late-night snack.

She carried a steaming bowl of egg noodles back to her room and placed it in front of Ye Feng.

"Mr. Ye, please eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold," Zhao Meiling urged.

The night breeze was somewhat speechless.

They claimed to have excellent cooking skills, but in the end, all they made was a bowl of egg noodles that required absolutely no culinary skill.

Moreover, the noodles seem to be overcooked; they look sticky.

Well, Zhao Meiling has already done it, so we can't let it go to waste.

Ye Feng then sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat slowly and deliberately.

Zhao Meiling sat opposite Ye Feng, resting her chin on her hands and looking at him, asking, "That guy named Ye Fan will definitely not let me go; he will still attack me."

"I know that the next time he appears before you, it will be the time of his death," Ye Feng said calmly, swallowing what was in his mouth.

Zhao Meiling knew that Ye Feng wasn't exaggerating.

After all, she had already witnessed Ye Feng's strength on the plane, and knew that Ye Feng was the guardian of Zhongzhou.

"Then you can come with me and protect me closely, okay? After all, no one knows when Ye Fan will appear. What if he suddenly looks for me and you're not by my side? If he finds out that my memories have returned, he might immediately kill me." Zhao Meiling said, and she also put on a pitiful expression.

Night Breeze thought for a moment and nodded, "That works too, it won't take long anyway."

Zhao Meiling was overjoyed. She moved closer to Ye Feng and hugged his arm, pressing her two ripe breasts against his arm and rubbing them together.

"Mr. Ye, you're so kind. I knew you wouldn't abandon me," Zhao Meiling said excitedly.

The next morning.

Ye Feng and Zhao Meiling went downstairs together.

The bodyguards standing on the first floor of the villa all showed surprised expressions when they saw Ye Feng appear next to Zhao Meiling.

"Boss, this man..."

Before the lead bodyguard could finish speaking, Zhao Meiling interrupted him: "He is my boyfriend, Mr. Ye Feng. From now on, you must obey everything he says. His orders are my orders. Do you understand?"

The bodyguards looked at each other in bewilderment.

"And the answer?" Zhao Meiling asked, emphasizing her words.

"Yes, boss."

The bodyguards nodded helplessly.

After leaving the villa, Ye Feng and Zhao Meiling headed to Meiling Group in Minle City.

"My group wasn't originally called Meiling Group, but Baocai Group. It was founded by my grandfather. My grandfather handed the group over to my father, and my father then handed it over to me. I thought it sounded too awful, so I changed it to Meiling Group," Zhao Meiling explained with a smile.

"What about your grandfather and your father?" Ye Feng asked.

"Of course he passed away, otherwise why would they have handed the company over to me?" Zhao Meiling said nonchalantly.