It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Lan Feng woke up. He stood up from the sofa and stretched lazily. Lan Feng felt extremely comfortable all over. He didn't know how long he hadn't slept such a comfortable afternoon.

"Wake up? I've made tea on the coffee table. Xiaofeng, please try it."

Looking at Lan Feng who was waking up and stretching his waist, Ye Jie couldn't help but stop the movements in her hand and said with a smile.

"Sister Ye is so considerate."

Lan Feng picked up the teacup on the table, sniffed it gently, and said with a smile.

The tea made by Sister Ye is not the most expensive and top-quality Dahongpao, but the top-notch Maojianer that can be bought on the market. It tastes fragrant and makes people feel refreshed.

"Good tea! The technique of making tea is extremely clever. It makes the color and unique taste of Maojian. I can't tell that Sister Ye has this skill."

After just taking a bite, Lan Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

"I have been learning to play recently because I am bored. I just pass the time alone and regard it as a hobby." Ye Jie couldn't help but smile.

"Your hobby is almost as good as a professional." Lan Feng tasted it again, then said with a smile.

"You will be sweet-mouthed." Ye Jie rolled her eyes to Lan Feng.

Lan Feng sat down on the sofa, holding the teacup in his hand for a long time without saying anything.

"What's wrong? Are you worried?"

Seeing Lan Feng's appearance, Ye Jie couldn't help but put down her work, walked to Lan Feng's side and sat down, looked at his handsome side face, and asked.

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng pondered for a moment and nodded gently: "Sister Ye, I may be leaving in a day or two."

Hearing Lan Feng's words, Ye Jie felt her heart empty, as if the most important thing was about to leave, which made her unable to help but grab Lan Feng's palm and whisper: "Are you leaving just now when you came back?"

"Well, there are very important things that I need to do." Lan Feng nodded gently.

"Is it dangerous?" Ye Jie's voice was filled with gentle and worry.

"It's quite dangerous." Lan Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded gently.

The Western dark world is far more dangerous than in China. Even Lan Feng, a tyrant who is one of the Four Emperors, also felt the dangers and changes that the Western dark world was nurtured this time. What's more, this time, not only was the Dark Demon with one of the Four Emperors, but also the two four-month-level figures, Sword Emperor Mihawk, one of the Four Emperors, and the forces behind them as opponents, but also the more mysterious and ancient Hell Abyss involved.

To be honest, Lan Feng was not sure enough to crush this conspiracy in the dark world of the West and calm the turmoil in the dark world of the West.

Among the four emperor-level figures in the dark world in the West, the four emperor tyrant Lan Feng... is only the weakest one. Even if Lan Feng's strength has been improved now, he may not have much chance of winning when he really faces the other three emperor-level figures. Only by fighting with them can you understand the power and pressure contained therein.

After listening to Lan Feng's words, Ye Jie could feel the pressure in Lan Feng's heart and the dangers she faced.

Although Lan Feng just said it was quite dangerous, Ye Jie knew that the real danger was far more than dozens of times that of these three words.

Ye Jie stretched out her white palm and hugged Lan Feng's shoulders, leaned her head against Lan Feng's broad shoulders, and said softly: "Don't worry, Sister Ye will wait for you to come back."

It was obvious that we had just met again, but now we have started saying goodbye again.

"Sister Ye!"

Listening to Ye Jie's words, Lan Feng turned his head to look at her beautiful cheek, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind, and then slowly said, "You don't have to wait for me, find a good man to marry!"

After saying that, Lan Feng stood up and walked out of the room with a step...

"Silly boy, Sister Ye said she would always be with you, how could she change easily?"

Looking at Lan Feng's leaving back, Lan Feng's words echoed in his mind. Ye Jie's eyes gradually became wet, and a gentle murmur came from her mouth.

Listening to Ye Jie's words, Lan Feng, who walked outside the office door, paused slightly, without stopping, and quickly left.

In fact, in Lan Feng's heart, Ye Jie has always occupied a certain weight and position. He likes Ye Jie... He wants to hug and get close, but he is afraid of hug and get close. This is an extremely contradictory mentality.

After the poisoning incident and the Su family incident, Lan Feng, who was wandering on the brink of life and death twice in a row, was very clear and clear in his heart that the lives of normal people and the feelings they had should not belong to him, because he is not a god or an immortal body. He is destined to go through countless dangers and may die at any time or fall down...

He didn't want to have it selfishly now, but he suddenly left one day, leaving behind endless sadness and pain, so... he told Ye Jie not to wait for him.

This woman's life was bumpy. She finally lived a slightly calm life by relying on her own efforts, but she was once again caught in the whirlpool of desire. If it weren't for Lan Feng, she would have been locked in the dark room by her so-called ex-husband to the Ouyang family, becoming a female slave, becoming a tool to be vented, and living a tragic life!

Lan Feng couldn't bear to hurt such a woman. His life was limited and time was limited, so he could not give her too much care and a happy and peaceful life.

After leaving the Finance Department, Lan Feng did not go to Su Hanyan's president's office, but drove away from the billion-dollar building and came to the Su River alone.

Sitting alone on the shore, watching the surging river water, Lan Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, lit it slowly with a lighter, took a sip, and then slowly spit out the rich smoke from his mouth, watching him dissipate with the wind.

Lan Feng is a little upset now...

He suddenly realized that when he was about to leave this land, there were many more bonds that he could not let go.

He was like a falling dandelion. He finally took root and sprouted in one place, but he drifted to another place with the breeze, continuing to take root and sprout, repeating continuously, but he was still unable to settle down...

Smoking cigarettes one after another, but Lan Feng's irritable mood still did not calm down.

Lan Feng took off his shoes and walked around the river, then lay on the grass by the river, looking at the blue sky, smoking a cigarette while dazed.

“………………”

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

"Hurry...Look at the bridge..."

It was not until the alarm of the police car, the continuous sound of water and noise that Lan Feng came back to his senses from his daze.

He didn't understand why the originally quiet riverside suddenly became so lively.
Chapter completed!