Ye Tianfan was a bit sad and didn't answer Su Yueyi's question.

"Ye Tianfan, can I still come back to see you?"

Su Yueyi repeated the question, her voice choked, tears on her face.

"You can."

Ye Tianfan nodded, "He is him, you are you, we are friends. Whenever you come back, let me know, I will go to the dock to pick you up."

As he finished speaking, Ye Tianfan did not look back and walked away from West City Park.

This night was indeed very sad for Ye Tianfan.

He didn't want Su Yueyi to leave, even less with Fang Zaitian.

Ye Tianfan knew very well who Fang Zaitian was and also knew of his unspeakable dark means. He didn't want Su Yueyi to become someone like Fang Zaitian in the future.

But after all, Fang Zaitian was her father, and this bond of blood ties could not be severed by anyone.

Su Yueyi could not stay.

Ye Tianfan wouldn't try to stop her.

Everyone has their fate, each one aligned to their destiny.

If Su Yueyi's ultimate destination was predestined to be this way, Ye Tianfan had no right to interfere. After all, the road was her choice, and as to how far she could walk it, and what she would make of it, it depended on her own fortune.

Parting ways like this, perhaps, is better.

Ye Tianfan didn't want to delude himself with words like "If you're well, then it's a sunny day."

Before tonight, Ye Tianfan always had a place for Su Yueyi in his heart, but after this night, it was gone.

Feeling the night breeze, Ye Tianfan sensed a void in his heart.

Many shops on the street had already closed, but Ye Tianfan felt a bit hungry.

This instinctively reminded him of Su Yueyi's noodle shop, the steaming bowl of beef noodles bursting with aroma, perhaps he wouldn't have it again in the future.

"Sigh..."

Ye Tianfan sighed, turned a corner, and saw a noodle shop still shining with dim light.

"A bowl of beef noodles, please."

Ye Tianfan walked in and like usual ordered a bowl of beef noodles, except now it was not the lovely, innocent Su Yueyi bringing the bowl to him, but a middle-aged woman around forty.

Ye Tianfan picked up his chopsticks and took two bites,

The taste was different.

It was quite different from the noodles Su Yueyi made, a bit saltier.

"Boss, another bowl of beef noodles for me." A voice rang out, and before Ye Tianfan could raise his head to see, a familiar figure of a woman had already sat beside him.

It was late, and there were many empty seats in the noodle shop, yet this woman intentionally sat beside Ye Tianfan.

"Is it good?" the woman asked.

Ye Tianfan looked up and saw a hint of anger on Yan Feishuang's face as she stared at him.

"It's you." Ye Tianfan put down his chopsticks and greeted indifferently.

Yan Feishuang's heart suddenly knitted her brows tightly, and her displeasure deepened.

What was Ye Tianfan's attitude?

To him, was she just someone he could take or leave?

Ye Tianfan had been released from prison but did not return to the bar, nor went to the Qin Family, instead, he disappeared directly.

It was only because of Yan Feishuang's killer instincts that she found Ye Tianfan, and now, Ye Tianfan just casually said 'it's you.'

This attitude was hard for Yan Feishuang to accept. During Ye Tianfan's time in prison, Yan Feishuang had barely closed her eyes, worrying about him every day, just short of breaking him out.

But what about him?

He was released and went missing, and when they met, he had this attitude.

"Where did you go?" Yan Feishuang suppressed her displeasure and patiently asked.

"It's none of your business, don't ask."

Ye Tianfan was already in a bad mood, now even less interested in chatting with Yan Feishuang,

Seeing Ye Tianfan in this somewhat dejected state, although Yan Feishuang's heart was furious, she repressed it and simply nodded lightly.

Ye Tianfan didn't speak, and she no longer asked.

Compared to Qin Ruomeng and Long Yuqing, Yan Feishuang seemed more sensible, more understanding of men.

Of course, all of this was due to Yan Feishuang's identity, she was merely an assassin, without the background and status of Long Yuqing or Qin Ruomeng, she knew very well she didn't have the capital to act like a spoiled rich girl.

Now seeing Ye Tianfan safe and sound, what else could Yan Feishuang say?

She intended to bring up the matter, but in the end, still didn't speak.

"After eating, where will you go?" Yan Feishuang asked.

"Back to the bar."

Ye Tianfan replied indifferently,

Although today was his first day out of prison, Ye Tianfan didn't want to seek out Qin Ruomeng or contact Long Yuqing, Su Yueyi's matter made Ye Tianfan feel very tired.

At this moment, perhaps downing some alcohol, numbing himself, was the best option.

So Ye Tianfan decided to go to the bar, the one with almost no business, but was uniquely his.

"Want a drink?"

Ye Tianfan nodded.

"I'll join you."

"Okay."

Ye Tianfan stood up, left the noodle shop, with Yan Feishuang quickly catching up with him.

In the bar, business was still slow, only two or three customers sitting in the corner, chatting and drinking.

Yan Feishuang walked behind the bar to pour drinks for Ye Tianfan, filling two glasses with whiskey, which Ye Tianfan downed in one go, then pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and held it between his lips.

Yan Feishuang took out a lighter to help him light it; it was the first time she saw Ye Tianfan like this. The former Ye Tianfan, spirited and commanding, was gone, now she felt Ye Tianfan was like a hero past his prime.

"What happened? Can you tell?" Yan Feishuang couldn't help but ask, not wanting Ye Tianfan to become like this.

"Drinking."

Ye Tianfan was unwilling to speak, pushing a full glass of whiskey towards Yan Feishuang on the bar.

"Cheers!"

Yan Feishuang raised her glass, drained it.

Ye Tianfan wanted to drink away his sorrows, and she would accompany him, getting drunk together, only amid blurry eyes, Yan Feishuang saw Ye Tianfan's body lean slightly.

The next moment, Ye Tianfan embraced Yan Feishuang, kissed her lips, his right hand reaching around to adeptly unfasten her bra.

Followed by her jacket.

Yan Feishuang neither resisted nor protested, leaving herself to Ye Tianfan's mercy.

Although Yan Feishuang knew clearly, she was only a stand-in, perhaps not even that, but she was willing! Willing to be with Ye Tianfan.

The two at the bar,

began.

In the spacious bar, Yan Feishuang's voice echoed, she was enjoying it, both with Ye Tianfan and under the gaze of others in the bar, Yan Feishuang savored it all.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Yan Feishuang now resembled a whore, available to anyone.

But Yan Feishuang was willing, even if she was a whore, she was Ye Tianfan's whore.

Others,

didn't matter.

After the deed, Ye Tianfan pulled up his pants and lit another cigarette.

Yan Feishuang also dressed, her face still carrying a blush.

"Did you let it out?" Yan Feishuang asked casually, then snatched the cigarette from Ye Tianfan's hand and placed it in her mouth.

"I'm sorry." Ye Tianfan felt a bit guilty, he indeed was venting, behaving like a scoundrel, venting, feeling a bit sorry toward Yan Feishuang.

"It doesn't matter, I'm willing."

Yan Feishuang wasn't hiding anything, being able to do it in the bar's hall with Ye Tianfan, showed Yan Feishuang had long seen through the triviality of matters between men and women.

Each getting what they need.

Nothing to feel guilty about.

Yan Feishuang had often used this method to kill before, the only difference being those men who had been involved with Yan Feishuang, all died, only Ye Tianfan was the exception.

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