Han Xiurui, who finally had a lazy sleep to sleep, was woken up by a phone call from Leng Mingxian and got up resignedly.

Then he called Wu Yue, asked Wu Yue to meet, and then called Leng Mingxian back, and then complained about brushing his teeth and washing his face, getting dressed and going out, and going to meet Leng Mingxian first.

It's still early, and the shops in the business district haven't opened yet, and places like snack bars can't talk about secret private matters, so Leng Mingxian made an appointment with Han Xiurui to meet at the western restaurant on Binjiang Avenue.

Blowing the river breeze, enjoying the scenery of Sanjiangkou, drinking coffee and chatting, it is no longer comfortable.

Leng Mingxian arrived first, ordered breakfast and was already eating, the storefront here was very humanely designed when it was built, the corridor near the river, as an extension of the storefront, like a covered bridge, with a roof on it, but it makes people feel that they are in the open air.

Leng Mingxian, who has always liked sweets, has not sat in a coffee shop for breakfast for a long time, two pieces of cheesecake, a glass of orange juice, looking at the ships coming and going on the river, the unhurried rhythm makes him feel happy.

When he and Wu Yue first got married, Wu Yue often pulled him to get up early, sometimes for Western food, sometimes for Chinese sweets.

The one they frequented most often was the restaurant with the best wine-stuffed dumplings, and in retrospect, every time she wanted to eat those things, every time she went, it was his taste buds that were satisfied.

When Han Xiurui arrived, the freshly ground black coffee ordered by Leng Mingxian had just been served, and the friendship between him and Han Xiurui was not shallow, but in a deep way, it was not to the point of deep friendship, but he had already figured out Han Xiurui's habit of liking black coffee.

Sitting down opposite him, Han Xiurui had a complaining look on his face, but looking at the coffee placed in front of him, he swallowed all the words he wanted to complain, and glanced at the person who was in good spirits, feeling that he was wearing a blue and white short-sleeved undershirt today, and the whole person was different.

"Yue'er, I've already made an appointment for you, why do you want me to be there?"

He took a sip of coffee and sighed, "The coffee is good, bring my dear with me next time." ”

Leng Mingxian smiled faintly, and didn't tell him, his cup of coffee is not a simple black coffee, and the next time he comes, when he sees the price, he will know that this coffee shop is a high-end boutique route, and ordinary people will not come here to consume.

"If you're here, it won't be so awkward between me and Yue'er."

Of course, Leng Mingxian will not tell him the real intention of letting him be present, "Yesterday let you see the joke." ”

"It's good to have a pain, between you and Lisa, it's over, you can also look a little away, find a new woman, and start a new life."

Han Xiurui's understated tone made Leng Mingxian very unhappy, looked at him mockingly, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Han, have you forgotten one thing, how can it end like this between me and Yue'er, me and her, there is a longer and better future." ”

There was a look of smiling on his face, and Han Xiurui, who was drinking coffee, suddenly realized, and his brain exploded all of a sudden.

Yes, how could he forget it, how could Leng Mingxian let go of the trump card he was holding in his hand.

Yesterday, he argued with Ye Youxuan about the qualifications, isn't Leng Mingxian the one who is most qualified to snatch back Wu Yue.

How to forget about it.

However, snatching it back is easy to say, and to do it, hehehe......