Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

"Yeah" Feng Yan responded with a smile.

He didn't explain too much, only briefly describing what happened.

Wu Yunfeng listened quietly. Although he still felt that Feng Yan's move was too risky, he was relieved that he was finally willing to open his heart.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, held it between his teeth, and lit it.

"I didn't expect that "Wangchuan" who made everyone on the road frightened was actually just a 19-year-old little girl. "Wu Yunfeng exhaled the smoke in his mouth and couldn't help but sigh.

"When that girl told me, I was also shocked." Feng Yan also lit a cigarette, "Although I had a rough guess about her identity before, I never thought that she would be "The River of Forgetfulness". "

"Are you serious?" Wu Yunfeng squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the person opposite through the smoke.

"Huh?" Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, then nodded with a low smile, "Yeah, I'm serious."

"But you have only known each other for more than a month. Could it be too soon?" Wu Yunfeng was still a little worried in his heart.

"Maybe we met earlier than you think..." Feng Yan exhaled a puff of smoke.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you still remember the last mission we performed together?" Feng Yan flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand with an indifferent expression.

The fingers holding the cigarette trembled, and Wu Yunfeng looked at Feng Yan intently.

In five years, this was the first time that he took the initiative to talk to himself about that incident...

Letting the cigarette ash fall onto the smooth black tabletop, Wu Yunfeng's throat tightened, and it took him several attempts to finally find his voice.

"Ayan, I'm sorry..." He curled up the hand under the table and held it tightly, his chest rising and falling violently under the black training uniform, "If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have... ....”

"That matter has nothing to do with you." Feng Yan raised his hand to interrupt Wu Yunfeng, "Whether the person exposed to the gun at that time was you or not, I would pounce on him without hesitation.

Besides...if it wasn't for that shot, I probably wouldn't have met Xiao Xi.

So, it's me who should say thank you. "

"You mean, the team of Red Nightmare mercenaries we met at that time was also led by "Wangchuan"! "Wu Yunfeng raised his eyes in shock. He didn't suddenly come back to his senses until the cigarette in his hand burned out and burned his fingertips.

"Yes, it's her." With a smile on his face, Feng Yan pushed the ashtray on the table towards him.

"Then...don't you blame her?" Wu Yunfeng didn't move. Through the curling smoke of the cigarette, he felt that Feng Yan's face across from him was a bit unreal.

Thinking back on how much Feng Yan loved that military uniform, I'm afraid no one knew it better than him.

And five years ago, when Feng Yan had to take off his military uniform due to serious injuries, how painful it was...

"No complaints." Feng Yan shook his head, "Everyone is performing a mission, and their positions are different, so their missions are also different. In a war zone with constant armed conflicts, it is inevitable for the two parties to exchange fire and cause casualties."

"In the final analysis, it's my fault that I was too careless!" Wu Yunfeng regretted.

"A Feng, you don't need to blame yourself." Feng Yan looked at him with soft eyes, "If it hadn't been for that shot that made me take off my military uniform, even if we still had a chance to meet, due to our identities and positions, I'm afraid... He couldn't be with Xiao Xi openly either.

The reason why I am talking to you about this matter today is that I hope you can untie your knot and stop embarrassing yourself. "

"But I..."

"Perhaps this is "God's will in the dark". Feng Yan smiled, "I think it's worth trading a military uniform for the love of my life!" "

Feng Yan stood up and patted Wu Yunfeng on the shoulder, "But I still hope you can keep Xiaoxi's identity a secret, after all..."

"Don't worry." Wu Yunfeng exhaled heavily and pulled the corners of his mouth hard.

Feng Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I still have something to do tonight, so I won't stay any longer."

"Just in time, I have to go back and talk to my dad and grandpa about that boy Wu Yunyi." Wu Yunfeng stood up and the two of them walked out of the VIP box together.

"Don't be too serious, you have to be serious." Feng Yan curled his lips, "Anyway, Xiao Xi had already beaten that kid at that time, and I also taught him a lesson just now."

"I know it well." Wu Yunfeng nodded and replied: "Grandpa, he has talked about you several times. Whenever you are free, go and have a drink with him."

"Okay, I'll go when I have time."

......

The black Rolls-Royce and the dark green cruiser drove out of the parking lot one after another.

"Third Master, where should we go next?" Qin Hua drove the car onto the main road.

"Go to "Sichuan Weiju". "

"Okay, Third Master." Qin Hua agreed.

It was close to 10 o'clock in the evening. Feng Yan looked at the rapidly reversing street scene outside the car window, but all he could think about was a certain annoying little girl.

I don’t know if the black car silhouette that flashed past downstairs of Feng’s Group was her...

He took out his phone from his pocket and turned on the screen.

Sure enough, this heartless little girl didn't even send him a message...

*

*

Kyoto, Xiling International Building.

Dai Xi put the last-minute carved buttons into the wooden tray.

She stood up, took off her apron, and dusted herself off.

Yunchuan, who had been standing by his side, eagerly picked up the tray and looked at the dozen shiny buttons carefully against the work lamp on the table.

Look at this one, touch that one, I just can't put it down for each one.

"Take your trouble." Dai Xi took the tray from his hand and curled her lips in disgust.

"Hey, teacher..." Seeing the tray being taken away by Dai Xi, Yunchuan was reluctant to smash it.

"Where's the sewing kit I want?" Dai Xi raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, I just asked my assistant to put it in your office. I'm going to get it now." After Yunchuan said that, he turned and walked out.

"By the way, bring the paper bag I brought with you when I came here," Dai Xi added.

"Okay, teacher."

Not long after, Yunchuan returned with the things.

Dai Xi took out the men's shirt whose buttons she had torn off from the paper bag and laid it flat on the work table.

Then he took out the carved ink green buttons from the wooden tray and placed them on the lapel of his clothes.

Ink green appears black when there is no light, but when exposed to light, it will reveal a touch of emerald color.

Because the original color of Mo Cui is very dark and not easy to transmit light, she deliberately made the buttons thin and oblate.

In this way, even under daily light, the buttons will have a faint dark green luster, which matches the black shirt she chose.

"Well, not bad!" Dai Xi curled her lips in satisfaction.

Yunchuan was stunned and looked at the men's shirt on the workbench.

He thought that the teacher made buttons for him on a whim, but he didn't expect...

"Teacher, this looks like a men's shirt." Yunchuan looked at Dai Xi with a gossipy face, his eyes shining with curiosity.

"Ha! I think anyone who is not blind should be able to tell that this is a men's shirt." Dai Xi glanced at him and said lazily: "Just say whatever you want to ask."