chapter 97 :Don’t even think about walking out of this door

As the sky gradually darkened, a dim light lit up in the yard of Gabriel Chen's hometown... Betty Yu pulled Cornelia He to guard the door of the house. Her vigilant peach blossom eyes were fixed on Han Feng, who was sitting not far away and was wearing a black robe... He held a cup of hot tea in his hand, blew slightly, then took a sip, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Although this tea is not as good as the Pu'er we have over there, it is fresh and elegant, and leaves...