Ever since that day at the hospital, after Ren Feng forcefully kissed Xia Wenxue, the atmosphere between the two of them has been somewhat different.

They both could feel it, so naturally, Ren Feng wanted to strike while the iron was hot, while Xia Wenxue felt quite hesitant and conflicted inside.

Ren Feng had saved her, but she still wasn't sure what her feelings towards Ren Feng were. Could that feeling really be love?

Xia Wenxue felt a bit lost; she had never been in love. For many years, she had only one goal in mind, and if this goal wasn't achieved, she had no mood for love.

"Xue'xue, what's wrong?" Ren Feng noticed Xia Wenxue's distraction, his tone became extremely gentle and his hands started to massage her shoulders.

"It's nothing." Xia Wenxue shook her head.

"So, Xue'xue, how do you feel about my proposal? Tonight, I'm coming to your bed." Ren Feng chuckled.

Thinking about Xia Wenxue's graceful body, Ren Feng felt particularly excited.

"No." Xia Wenxue rejected him coldly.

"Xue'xue, don't be shy, you should listen to your body's call." Ren Feng chuckled, as his hands started to caress Xia Wenxue's fragrant shoulder.

Even though Xia Wenxue was wearing office lady attire, it couldn't hide her tender and soft feeling.

Ren Feng's big hand moved further down, actually pressing on her waist area.

"Take your hand back."

Xia Wenxue slightly frowned.

Ren Feng immediately chuckled quietly, and withdrew his hand. He could sense Xia Wenxue's change; if he had done this like before, she would have surely been angry, but now she seemed not to mind.

"Xue'xue, earlier I saw you making a phone call, what's going on?"

Ren Feng sat on the chair in front of Xia Wenxue.

Xia Wenxue's beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed: "The boss of Zhanglong Group previously borrowed eighty million in loans from me, but now it's time to repay. He shows no intention of paying it back."

"This eighty million is a large cash flow for the company. Just in time to promote Chanel's products, without which, the company's finances will be a bit tight."

Although the Chanel team promised some funds help with promotion earlier, this is a big project that won't cost a trivial amount.

"Just this little thing." Ren Feng waved his hand, "Xue'xue, piece of cake, I'll help you settle it."

Xia Wenxue widened her beautiful eyes: "Ren Feng, this isn't a small thing. I heard Zhang Long also borrowed from other companies and hasn't repaid them, the difficulty in asking him to repay is too great."

"Xue'xue, I said I can settle it, so I can settle it. If you don't believe me, once we're back, I'll be patting your behind, okay?" Ren Feng cheekily moved closer to Xia Wenxue.

Xia Wenxue's face heated up, just as she was about to say something, Ren Feng suddenly kissed her lips.

Xia Wenxue's beautiful eyes widened, and Ren Feng chuckled, licking his lips: "Alright, relax, Xue'xue, I'll be back soon."

As Ren Feng went out, Xia Wenxue's expression became somewhat complex. Their relationship now truly seems somewhat ambiguous, and she finds it a little out of control; if this continues, she doesn't even know how it would develop.

Should she clear the boundaries with Ren Feng?

Confusion filled Xia Wenxue's eyes, and at this time, Ren Feng had returned.

"Uh, Xue'xue, I wanted to ask, where is Zhanglong Group located?"

Xia Wenxue: "..."

As the office door closed again, Xia Wenxue had a hint of a smile still lingering on her lips, and at this moment, her desk phone rang.

Just as she answered the phone, Xia Wenxue's face changed involuntarily: "What, there's a problem with the laboratory?"

As soon as she spoke, Xia Wenxue already stood up, rushing out of the office.

...

Meanwhile, far across the ocean in the United States.

San Francisco, a mysterious room.

A bald white man, around his forties or fifties, sat there, fingers tapping on the table before him, his expression somber with a faint, elusive smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.

The dim lighting added a sinister look to his entire face.

"My dear Gordon, is there really no method of yours that got him to speak?"

The man standing before him seemed to tremble, lowering his head even more, showing his respect.

"Respectable Qingdaofu, his lips are incredibly tight, I really cannot extract the formula's whereabouts from his mouth."

Qingdaofu slowly stood up, his figure, no less than six foot three, made Gordon feel even more oppressed.

"My dear Gordon, you've disappointed me greatly. You're in charge of this crucial project, but at this time you've encountered problems. It seems you can't even attempt to make amends."

The demonic smile at the corner of Qingdaofu's mouth caused cold sweat to break out on Gordon.

"Respectable Qingdaofu, it's not as if I haven't tried to make amends. Since the Xia's refusal to cooperate a year ago, I've had many pharmaceutical doctors speed up research, but without the Xia's key formula, progress is slow."

"Oh, Gordon, I don't want to hear these useless things, and I think the organization won't either." Qingdaofu said indifferently.

More cold sweat appeared on Gordon: "Respectable Qingdaofu, please listen to me. I'm working on the research while continuing to pressure Dr. Xia, but he simply won't speak. I've tried every method, including threatening his wife and giving him hallucinogens, but to avoid revealing the formula's whereabouts, Dr. Xia even bit off half of his tongue."

Surprise flashed through Qingdaofu's eyes: "It seems this Huaxia man's resolve is unexpectedly strong."

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief: "Respectable Qingdaofu sir, please give me more time. The drug research is progressing rapidly and should yield a product."

"Then, my dear Gordon, you have only a six-month deadline." Qingdaofu calmly said: "It's not that I won't give you time, but the organization's actions are urgent."

"I understand, thank you, respectable Qingdaofu."

After saying that, Gordon retreated.

Qingdaofu then sat down again, tapping the table, lost in thought.

The room returned to silence, with only a skeleton image on the wall being conspicuous.

...

Ren Feng stood in front of Zhanglong Group, looking at a big crowd of people in suits surrounding the front, and couldn't help but be curious.

"Hey, brothers, what are you doing here?" Ren Feng pulled someone.

"Debt collecting." The person replied somewhat helplessly.

Debt collecting?

Ren Feng widened his eyes: "You aren't here to collect Zhanglong Group's debt, are you?"

"Not just me, everyone here is." The man with glasses seemed weak.

Ren Feng scanned the crowd and couldn't help but startle: "Do you mean to say Zhanglong Group owes debts to so many companies?"

No wonder Ren Feng was surprised; there were thirty-some people here!

One person represents one company, so there are thirty-some companies here.

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