Standing behind An Yiqing, Zhang Yufeng’s mouth twitched hard. She always felt that her lady seemed to harbor strong resentment, her whole body exuding a black aura.

Indeed, An Yiqing felt very resentful, very depressed. Trying to buy land, she encountered the Jiang Family. Buying a dress, she ran into Jiang Xuerou. Now, even when going to a bar to have a little fun, she stumbled upon a mob conflict. Let them fight, but the other side insisted on pulling her into saving him. Heaven knows she’s just a bystander.

The surgical knife was sharpened to a crisp sound, and An Yiqing stared at the young man’s bloody heart, contemplating how much medical fee she should demand to compensate for her mental anguish.

The East Sky had just lightened. A peaceful night, with no outsider attacks.

This was thanks to An Zhiyu’s brilliant hacker skills. The other side did discover that the two men were rescued, but after careful investigation, they were completely in the dark, not even knowing An Yiqing’s license plate number.

"Move them to the bed, they’ll wake up in a day. I’ll go sleep, anyone looking for me should wait until I wake up."

An Yiqing tossed the surgical knife onto a tray with a snap, yawned lazily, found a random room, and just fell asleep. She had been busy all day yesterday, then went to the bar and performed surgery. Even iron bodies couldn’t take it.

An Yiqing ended up sleeping straight through to the setting sun. When she woke up, dusk had already settled in.

"Miss, you are awake? Come and eat!" seeing An Yiqing walk out from the room, An Zhifeng waved cheerfully at her.

Smelling the fragrant aroma of dishes, An Yiqing, still somewhat in a daze, immediately brightened her eyes, fully awake. She touched her rumbling stomach, walked to the dining table in a few steps, took the bowl and chopsticks handed by Zhang Yufeng, and feasted vigorously.

"How are those two?" she asked while eating, not forgetting to inquire about the two men’s situation.

"No fever, everything normal." Zhang Yufeng responded.

An Yiqing nodded silently, picked up a fragrant shrimp dumpling, popped it into her mouth, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"Did anyone look for me today?"

"Young Master Li called in the morning to inquire about you. I said you were exhausted from performing surgery on someone and went to sleep. He hung up afterward. General Gu also called in the morning, I detailed yesterday’s events to him, and he told me to inform him if anything happens, then he hung up. In the afternoon, Jacob came to discuss some real estate matters with you, but it’s not urgent. By the way, Miss, Jiang Xuerou has been causing a fuss at home these days, probably upset over the apology letter issue." Zhang Yufeng explained one by one.

An Yiqing raised her eyebrows, "Don’t fear a god-like opponent, fear a teammate like a pig. With such a daughter, the Jiang Family probably won’t have much hope left. Xiao Yoo, the information I asked you to check?"

An Zhiyu immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, and pulled out a stack of files from behind.

"Miss, these two people’s identities are indeed unusual. You’ll understand once you see them."

Curiously, An Yiqing glanced at An Zhiyu, then directed her gaze at the files. Upon looking, her eyebrows arched, and her face showed a layer of surprise.

"Boss of Sanfeng Association?"

Among the files, it was the tall man, the very one who clung to An Yiqing’s ankle, refusing to let go: Xie Xiaoran, thirty-eight, Boss of Sanfeng Association.

An Yiqing is very familiar with the Sanfeng Association. South of Xuanjin’s leading force, inherited for a hundred years, deeply rooted.

However, due to the long duration of inheritance, internal issues have increased, leading to the gradual decline of the Association, with a faint sign of being replaced by the Jiang Family on Flower Island.

Rumor has it that this generation’s Master of Sanfeng Association, Xie Xiaoran, is a character. Under his leadership, several improvements have been made, and many tumors have been removed. But the accumulated issues over the years are not so easily resolved, and although the Association is slowly showing signs of another potential glory, Flower Island is no longer its sole domain.

Therefore, recovering former glory is a long way for Xie Xiaoran.

As for the young man named Xie Huan, he is twenty-three; Xie Xiaoran adopted him young as a foster son. Xie Xiaoran has never married and has always cherished this foster son dearly, treating him as his own. Xie Xiaoran’s teachings have been very successful; from a young age to adulthood, Xie Huan has been outstanding. In the underworld, his talent is extraordinary too, assisting Xie Xiaoran in resolving many matters.