It's rather romantic

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Xie Muye was holding a coffee cup when he saw her get out of a car. The car had been parked at the entrance of the coffee shop. It was obvious that it was waiting for her to leave to send her off.

There were some private rooms on the second floor of Xiao Jian's café, providing steak, red wine, and other Western food services. Xie Muye was standing in one of the private rooms, overlooking the first floor.

She walked in and patted the snow off her shoulders. The waiters were very respectful to her, and she looked like a boss.

She walked to the bar counter and began to mix the coffee. She pulled the flowers and looked very professional.|| Familiar. She liked to do this and was suitable for this.

He stood on the second floor and watched her because he knew that she would definitely come here tonight.