A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

When Gu Feng left the hospital, he was still in the Ding family's iconic Bentley, with the icy Ding Hanhan sitting next to him, and the driver was still Abu, the cook who didn't want to be a bodyguard.

The scenery is still the same, and the people are still the same, but unfortunately, the past can never be returned to.

After parting ways with Gu Feng in the morning, Ding Hanhan went to Dean Peng to complete the leave of absence procedures, preparing to take over her father's affairs in full.

Thinking of this, both Ding Hanhan and Gu Feng felt a pang of sadness.

The Bentley drove slowly along Shennan Avenue. As always, Abu drove with his eyes and ears open, while Ding Hanhan and Gu Feng sat silently on either side.

Ding Hanhan's face was covered with a layer of cold frost, making her look unapproachable and aloof, just like when she first met Gu Feng.

However, this appearance might fool others, but it could no longer fool Gu Feng.

As Gu Feng got to know her better, until they were completely at ease with each other, he realized that this was just her habitual disguise—using this cold shell to protect her vulnerability and loneliness.

Ding Hanhan is like a snow lotus blooming in the frost—so unique, so stunning, and so lonely.

Once Gu Feng finally understood her completely, he could no longer bear to let her suffer even the slightest harm.

He himself would never do it, and no one else should even think about it.

So at that moment, he smiled gently at her, spread his arms, and said, "Still pretending? Come here and let your brother give you a hug."

"You're so shameless. Who do you think you are? You think you can just hug me like that?" Ding Hanhan said coldly.

Gu Feng was dumbfounded.

You've only been up for a few hours, and you're already turning your back on me?

Having been met with a cold shoulder, in the past, Master Gu would have definitely been furious. But now, he simply smiled tolerantly and gently reminded him, "I'm your man."

A slight blush crept onto Ding Hanhan's usually icy face, but she still spoke harshly: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. What you say is like taking off someone's clothes; you have to take responsibility for it."

"Uh... but I didn't say I wouldn't take responsibility." Gu Feng looked embarrassed.

"He who eats another's food is bound to be obligated to him; he who takes another's money is bound to be obligated to him." Having slept with someone, he inevitably felt a little guilty.

"Hmph, can you afford to take the blame? Trying to have your cake and eat it too, you won't even know when you'll drown."

"Don't worry, Comrade Hanhan, your man is very good at light-footed kung fu." Gu Feng still had a playful smile on his face.

Seeing his shameless, wicked grin, Ding Hanhan stopped her sarcastic remarks. Instead, as if she couldn't resist the temptation of this bad man, she let out a soft moan and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist and gently rubbing her face against his chest.

Gu Feng is a bad man; it's not like she just found out today.

She knew that being infatuated with him was a sign of decadence and depravity, but she was hopelessly in love with him, so much so that she couldn't extricate herself.

"Hey, hey, hey, do you have snot on your face? I just changed my clothes before I left." Gu Feng asked with a smile, gently rubbing her thin shoulders with both hands, his heart full of pity.

"You're the one with snot..." Ding Hanhan scolded playfully, but then suddenly remembered some things from last night that did look like snot, and her face flushed red with embarrassment. She reached out and lightly punched his chest, "You're disgusting!"

Abu, who had been sneaking peeks at the rearview mirror, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had genuinely thought the two of them were having some kind of argument, but it turned out they were just playing games.

He glanced into the rearview mirror again and saw that their mouths were stuck together. He quickly pressed the partition button and raised the partition.

He simply couldn't bear to look at that despicable couple.

After the long kiss, Ding Hanhan's face was flushed, and she was slightly out of breath. She asked in a sweet voice, "Why are you so good-tempered now? No matter how much I upset you, you don't get angry anymore. You weren't like this before. You could talk back ten times for every one thing I said."

"Hehe, silly girl, times have changed. We didn't have this relationship before, did we? Besides, we're already together. If I were to treat you rudely and boss you around, what kind of person would I be?" Gu Feng gently pinched her cheek and said.

He was incredibly tolerant of his women.

"But I really miss the days when we used to bicker. I'll never forget those scenes. Even now, when I think about them from time to time, I can't help but laugh," Ding Hanhan recalled with a smile.

"If only life could be like our first meeting, the autumn wind would bring sorrow to the painted fan..."

Gu Feng didn't have much of a literary talent, but he suddenly remembered this sentence he had read in a book, and without caring whether it was appropriate for the occasion, he blurted it out.

A single sentence stirred up the sadness in Ding Hanhan's heart.

She said softly, "You were stunning at first sight, and you remain so upon second glance. In my eyes, you are still the same as before. Looking back, everything has changed, and we went from being enemies to friends, and finally to lovers."

"Yes, to me, isn't this like a dream?" Gu Feng sighed.

Ding Hanhan turned her head away, forcing back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice: "If only life could be like the first time we met, how wonderful that would be. Our acquaintance had misunderstandings, confusion, speculation, and criticism, but once we truly understood each other, all of that vanished. When we look at each other again, it feels like flowers blooming in early spring, that warmth, that naturalness, that sincerity, that memory, unknowingly permeating our lives."

Gu Feng hadn't expected that his unintentional remark would touch her sensitive heartstrings, causing her to feel sentimental. He regretted his lack of culture and his pretense of being sophisticated, so he quickly put on a playful smile and said, "Hehe, now that I think about it, when you led hundreds of people to surround my door in the middle of the night, you really did look like a female hooligan."

"Sigh, I used to just resemble him, but now I really have to become a hooligan." Ding Hanhan sighed.

"Uh... so be it, it's all in my destiny. But remember, even if you're going to be a rogue, you have to be a rogue with brains, taste, artistry, refinement, and power."

"If a rogue can do that, he's no longer a rogue, he's an artist."

"Then I'll just become a rogue artist."

"It's easy for you to talk when you're not in my shoes. I don't even know what to do about what happened tonight," Ding Hanhan said worriedly.

This was the first time she had officially met with the bigwigs of the Yihe Gang as their heir.

"Okay, call me brother, and I'll help you with this," Gu Feng said shamelessly.

"You're so shameless! You're a year younger than him, yet you expect me to call you 'brother'?" Ding Hanhan finally managed a smile from this heartless guy.

"So, are you going to call out or not?" Gu Feng blew on his hands to tickle her.

Men who are ticklish tend to dote on their wives, but wives who are ticklish may not necessarily dote on their husbands. However, regardless of gender, being ticklish indicates that a person is sensitive.

Unfortunately, Ding Hanhan, who appears cold and aloof, is terribly ticklish.

As soon as Gu Feng's hand touched her, her feigned indifference crumbled, and she screamed, her body trembling, "Ah...don't stop!"

"Huh? Still 'don't stop'? Fine, I'll grant your wish." Gu Feng said, harassing her even more intensely.

Ding Hanhan finally burst out laughing from his antics.

This playful banter quickly dispelled the somber atmosphere from before.

In the end, Ding Hanhan laughed weakly and breathlessly, collapsing onto Gu Feng.

"Hanhan, do you know what your dad told me?" Gu Feng hugged her, his voice extremely gentle.

"What did he say?" Ding Hanhan was genuinely curious. If he didn't say, she wouldn't ask; but now that he brought it up, she had no reason to let it go.

"He said he wants to marry you off to me as soon as possible," Gu Feng said earnestly.

"Huh? Really?" Ding Hanhan stared at him with wide eyes.

"It's fake." Gu Feng laughed again.

"Phew—" Ding Hanhan let out a long sigh, but said something that shocked Gu Feng: "I thought it was true. I was so happy for nothing."

Gu Feng was speechless, silently admonishing himself: He shouldn't make jokes like this so casually in the future.

"What exactly did my dad say to you?" Ding Hanhan didn't dwell on the issue of marriage.

Now, it seems she no longer has the right to talk about marriage—a female rogue should be grateful if she can secretly have a love affair.

"He told me to do everything I could to help you rise to the top," Gu Feng said slowly.

"Huh?" Ding Hanhan was incredibly surprised. She had originally thought that she and Gu Feng would have to part ways from now on, but she didn't expect that her father... wouldn't let them separate. However, after the initial surprise, she asked worriedly, "Then you won't be going to school anymore?"

"Go!"

"Then how will you help me?"

"Hehe, helping you doesn't necessarily have to be a full-time job; part-time work will do just as well."

"Oh... well, it's better than nothing." Ding Hanhan was slightly disappointed.

"Huh, judging from your tone, it's like I'm insignificant and dispensable? Fine then, I won't interfere in your affairs." Gu Feng shrugged, patted her bottom, and gestured for her to get off him.

"No, please. You are very important. You are my lucky star, my savior, my man, and the most important person in my life. Please don't abandon me, okay? Can't I call you brother?" Ding Hanhan gazed at him affectionately and said, word by word.

Hearing these words, Gu Feng felt incredibly sweet inside, as if he had been filled with honey.

"Hehe, I didn't realize you had such a sweet tongue."

"Is it sweet? Didn't you just taste it?" Ding Hanhan winked at him with a hint of shyness, but also with a boldness.

Her ambiguous yet affectionate demeanor was so alluring that the old official was once again aroused and restless!

Ding Hanhan's body trembled involuntarily. She quickly locked the switch on the partition, then whispered coquettishly, "Good man, please don't do anything rash, okay?"

"Why not?" Gu Feng teased her with a mischievous smile.

"You were so heartless last night, I still feel...uncomfortable all over," Ding Hanhan said with a bitter face.

"Where does it hurt? Let the doctor take a look." Gu Feng said, heading towards the examination.

"Look at your head!" Ding Hanhan said shyly, tapping his head.

"Which head would you like to see, Miss Ding?" Gu Feng asked again in a serious tone.

"You...you pervert!" Ding Hanhan was so ashamed she wanted to disappear.

"Hehe, I'm a hooligan, and you're a female hooligan. We're a match made in heaven."

"Just talk, don't touch me... Stop..." Ding Hanhan quickly stopped him.

If we don't stop her, she'll eventually give up on stopping us.

"Let's...let's talk about something serious, okay?" Ding Hanhan avoided his burning gaze.

"A serious matter? Is there anything in this world more serious than carrying on the family line?" Gu Feng asked seriously.

"Oh my god, can you be serious for once?!" Ding Hanhan glared at him reproachfully. "I really have something important to tell you."

"Then tell me."

After a while, Ding Hanhan finally calmed her rapid breathing. "Weren't you in a hurry to get home?"

"For me, there is nothing in this world more urgent than being intimate with you. I can go home later, but I can't wait a moment longer to be intimate with you."

"Oh my god, were you a male dog reincarnated in your past life?" Ding Hanhan felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but scolded him playfully.

Seeing her alluring appearance, Gu Feng couldn't resist pouncing on her again. "Who knows what I was in my past life? I only know that when I'm with you, I just can't help myself!"

"No, no, Abu is still ahead!" Ding Hanhan reminded him in a very soft voice.

"I think... he probably wouldn't dare to peek," Gu Feng said after thinking for a moment.

"He wouldn't peek, but he's acting so flustered... After the banquet, please stay home and don't leave, okay?"

"Okay." Gu Feng thought for a moment and agreed, then asked, "So, what serious matter do you want to tell me?"

"What I fear most right now is that if I suddenly take over my father's position, the people below will be dissatisfied," Ding Hanhan said worriedly.

"Who are the people down there?" Gu Feng finally sat up straight and pulled Ding Hanhan into his arms. "I mean, those who are qualified to be on stage."

"Four uncles and elders, twenty-one hall masters. Below them are the smaller hall leaders like Ah Si, about two hundred or so. The entire Yihe Gang had about fifty thousand members when the statistics were compiled last year."

Gu Feng was somewhat taken aback. Ding Lisheng's operation here was quite extensive. After thinking for a moment, he added, "I've met those uncles, and the head of the 21st Hall. You're worried about discontent among your subordinates, right?"

"Well, these twenty-five people carry the weight of our words. We don't need to worry too much about the others."

"Alright, let's see what their attitude is tonight."

"Actually, tonight's dinner is secondary, and their attitude doesn't matter. The key is the three-month accounting period. If they can submit their accounts on time, it means they acknowledge my existence; if they don't, then things will get complicated."

"When your father was alive, did they always pay on time?"

"Yes, when the time comes, all the bosses will come one by one to report the quarter's income and expenses, and then hand over the account books. My dad will have ten days to sort out these accounts, and then there will be a regular meeting. At the meeting, he will reward those who have made contributions and give a summary."

"Oh, I see. Your father is like a king, the Twenty-One Halls are like feudal lords, and the accounting is like paying tribute. It's just that before it was done annually, but now you've changed it to quarterly, which is more standardized and detailed."

"Yeah, that's about it."

"Alright, let's see how they react tonight before making any plans." Gu Feng gently stroked Ding Hanhan's hand, but his gaze was fixed on the window. He was pondering what the outcome of tonight's banquet would be. And was it right or wrong for him to get involved with the Yihe Gang because of this complicated relationship?

The car drove on and soon returned to Portland Street.

Ding Hanhan still vividly remembered Su Man'er's slap, so she would never go in and sit down. She didn't even get out of the car. She just said to Gu Feng, "I'll have Abu pick you up tonight," and then left.