The night sky was silent, and under the pergola of verdant vines, an incandescent lamp hung from it.

The evening breeze was refreshing, the wind shook the branches and leaves, Mu Jinchen stood in such a comfortable small courtyard, his handsome face was exposed to the light, and half of it was hidden in the night.

"Doctor Xu, you are my first psychiatrist, and I respect you very much. But I need an explanation for this matter. ”

In the pergola, there was a dying old man sitting in a rocking chair with a solemn expression.

"Okay."

With his promise, Mu Jinchen bowed slightly and walked away.

The old man looked up, took off his reading glasses and squinted at the crooked crescent moon, when a gust of wind blew, and dark clouds covered the sky.

The door opened, and the son who was working overtime finally came home, a pair of black-rimmed glasses that looked polite. He saw his father sitting in the small courtyard, and walked over with a smile, "Dad? Enjoying the cool? ”

The old man turned his head, his eyes sharp: "Xu Wen, kneel." ”

Xu Wen was stunned and couldn't believe it: "Dad? ”

"Get on your knees!" The old man shouted, and his father's majesty was revealed.

Xu Wen pursed his lips and knelt down.

The old man seemed to be extremely angry, picked up a document on the small coffee table on the side, threw it at Xu Wen's head, and shouted angrily: "Mu Jinchen's condition, did you leak it?!" You bastard! In vain, you are still a lawyer, what a shame for my Xu family! ”

The paper hit his face, and the force was too fast, cutting a shallow wound. Xu Wen's face changed, and his gaze fell on the words 'diagnosis certificate' with the falling paper.

He rolled his Adam's apple and lowered his head.

Walking out of this residential area, Mu Jinchen took out his mobile phone, opened the navigation, and entered the address by voice.

"Heartwater Bar."

He missed her. Would like to.

……

'Heartwater' bar.

Song Jinyi played with the lighter in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy.

Xia Linxiu sat next to him, constantly talking eloquently, so loud that he wanted to gouge out his tongue, and even the bar owner who came in to sit with him was very annoying to him.

He raised his chin: "I heard that you have a bartender in the bar who is very good at bartending, let her mix a glass for me to try." ”

Xia Linxiu hurriedly glanced at Lian Mo.

Lian Mo smiled: "Okay, Song Wushao waits." ”

When I walked out of the box, the smile on my face faded. At the bar, Xia Tian had just finished mixing wine for the guests, and reached out to rub his forehead, looking a little tired.

"Mix a glass of what you're best at." He walked over, "Are you alright?" ”

Xia Tian sniffed, "It's okay, it's just a little feverish." Who was that guy my dad entertained? Your friend? ”

"How can my friend have such a style? His name is Song Jinyi, and he heard his cousin say that his family background is very hard, and he is known as Song Wushao. My cousin seems to have a business to discuss with the Song family, so he made an appointment here. ”

Xia Qian seems to understand whether he understands or not. She never asked about her father's business.

Xia Qian gave Song Jinyi a fruit syrup whiskey, with some lemon juice and mint, and the taste was warm, which was very in line with her first impression of Song Jinyi. Arrogant and arrogant, unique.

After a while, Lian Mo came over again, with a slightly strange expression.

"Xia Tian, you come with me. Song Wushao wants to see you. ”

"See me? Why? ”

Lian Mo hesitated: "Song Wushao said that your bartending is very much to his liking, and he wants to meet you." ”

This is not unusual, there have been local tyrants who specially called her over to give a reward, and the people who came out to drink were generally very generous. Xia Tian didn't think much about it and followed Lian Mo. But the moment she stepped into the box, Song Jinyi's gloomy eyes fell on her eyes, and she had a premonition that something might happen.