A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

That night.

The first formal meeting of the Yihe Gang, chaired by Ding Hanhan, was held in a newly built building.

This building is located in a prime location in the bustling city center of Shenzhen. It offers views of the Xiangjiang River to the north, is adjacent to Wutong Mountain to the east, and is near Shaxiang Park to the west.

Construction on the building began two years ago and it was only fully completed last month. As for which company it belongs to, few people know.

Everyone knows that this building is thirty stories high, cost a lot of money, has a novel and fashionable design, and is very convenient to get to. It is a modern building with a classical charm.

The senior members of the Yihe Gang had never held a gang meeting in such a magnificent, ornately decorated skyscraper before.

However, everyone couldn't help but wonder: Didn't the gang always operate from the Ding family villa? Why did they change locations this time? What does this mean?

When the hall masters received the advisor's notification, although they all had their own guesses, they still arrived on time as agreed.

Today's occasion is very solemn. All the hall masters are dressed quite formally, each one in a sharp suit, dressed to the nines.

The hall masters arrived one after another and were led into the main hall by the attendants.

After Gu Feng and his advisor arrived in a Mercedes, the silver Bentley slowly drove up and came to a steady stop in front of the door.

The waiter quickly stepped forward and opened the car door, and Ding Hanhan stepped out of the car with an elegant figure.

The moment she appeared, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

The sapphire blue evening gown perfectly accentuated her shapely figure, and her long, wavy hair cascaded down her chest.

With a little makeup, Ding Hanhan looked even more dazzling, exuding a cold, noble, elegant, calm and indifferent aura that made people almost afraid to look directly at her.

Especially his eyes, clear yet exuding a chilling and majestic aura that inspires fear.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing ripples to spread across her skirt and her hair to dance in the wind, making her look like Pandora descended to earth.

Ding Hanhan's temperament is innate, ingrained in her very being. Those who know her know that she's the kind of person who would rather break her neck than bow her head, or have her bones broken than kneel.

Her inherent pride allows her to look down on anyone, but she will never allow anyone to look down on her.

Of course, there was one exception—Gu Feng.

After a few days apart, this aloof and noble woman seemed to have grown even more icy. Her gaze swept coldly across the room until it landed on Gu Feng, at which point a hint of warmth appeared.

Gu Feng nodded to her, stepped forward, and took her soft, snow-white hand in his.

Even through her clothes, I could feel her slightly cool skin trembling gently.

It turns out that this seemingly calm and composed woman was actually filled with anxiety inside.

Gu Feng smiled slightly, gently patted her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

Don't be afraid, I'm here for you.

The phrase echoed in Ding Hanhan's ears, both familiar and distant.

She gazed at Gu Feng with somewhat unfocused eyes.

Seeing that she seemed a little distracted, Gu Feng asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"No..." Ding Hanhan snapped out of her daze, avoiding his sharp gaze, "Let's go."

As soon as Ding Hanhan stepped into the main hall, the hall masters, who had been sitting, standing, or leaning around haphazardly and joking with the maids, all stood up and bowed to greet the clerk and Ding Hanhan.

But when everyone's eyes fell on Gu Feng, their faces all showed expressions of astonishment and fear.

Gu Feng grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, like a wolf, which made the hall masters tense up again.

"Please follow me, everyone," Ding Hanhan said calmly, leading the way forward.

Passing through the lobby, there is a long corridor.

The corridor was lined with rows of imposing men in suits, their expressions solemn.

The corridor was about a hundred meters long, and there were at least several hundred people, yet it was completely silent.

The more the hall masters walked, the more uneasy they became, because they didn't recognize a single one of their subordinates.

Where did these people come from? Which hall do they belong to? The hall masters were full of questions.

At the end of the corridor, the door was wide open, revealing a corner of a spacious and luxurious conference room.

Four imposing men stood guard in front of the conference room. They were Ding Lisheng's four loyal bodyguards—Ah Hu, Ah Long, Ah Fei, and Ah Mu—each standing tall and guarding the room.

A long table stood beside them, with more than twenty empty baskets arranged in a row on it, each basket labeled with the name of a different hall master.

This is an old rule, and the leaders all know it. At any Yi He Gang meeting, no one is allowed to bring a mobile phone or weapon into the meeting hall.

Ding Hanhan was the first to enter the meeting room, setting an example by taking out her phone and putting it in the basket with her name on it.

Gu Feng naturally followed suit. He originally intended to put his phone in Ding Hanhan's basket, but upon closer inspection, he noticed that there was one basket with his name on it, so he put his phone in there instead.

The advisor was the third to go in. Besides his cell phone, he even took out an exquisite silver pistol from his person and put it in the basket.

Although the crowd was somewhat surprised, they were surprised but, since these three important figures had voluntarily surrendered, the other gang leaders had nothing to say. They all took out their cell phones, short knives, daggers, pistols, and the like and threw them into the basket.

Inside the conference room, several uncles were already seated. The hall masters, who filed in one after another, nodded and greeted them before taking their seats.

As the conference room door closed, the high-level meeting of the Yihe Gang officially began.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ding Hanhan stood up first, looked around, and then slowly began to speak: "On behalf of my father, I welcome all the hall masters attending the meeting. Today's meeting is quite important, and I will announce a few important matters on behalf of my father. However, before that, there are some matters within the gang that must be resolved first. Now, please..."

Before Ding Hanhan could finish speaking, everyone turned their gaze to the advisor.

Internal gang affairs are usually handled and resolved by the advisor.

But what everyone saw was that the advisor sat there motionless, even holding a teacup, slowly blowing on the tea leaves and savoring them.

Everyone was taken aback: Wasn't it the advisor speaking?

"Hey, where are you looking? Look over here!" a voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads and realized that someone had already stood up.

What surprised them even more was that the person who stood up to speak was none other than Gu Feng, the future son-in-law who was even more eccentric than the "Crazy Guy".

When Ding Hanhan saw Gu Feng stand up, she was also taken aback. Wasn't this the time for the clerk to speak? However, she reacted quickly, only pausing slightly before continuing, "...Please let my fiancé, Gu Feng, say a few words to everyone."

In fact, Gu Feng didn't want to stand out at all, but the advisor insisted that he stand up first, saying that if he didn't, the advisor would wash his hands of the matter and go to Malaysia to enjoy a life of leisure with foreign women.

Although Gu Feng didn't understand why the advisor insisted that he step forward, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and play the role of Cheng Yaojin since things had been said to this extent.