man in suit

A little like, just a little bit of appearance.

But compared with the real person, there is still a lot of difference, and the demeanor and temperament are even more different.

Just judging from the photos, the playboy named John does have some resemblance, and just such a similarity is enough to make John a popular prince in love.

"Welcome!" Evian, who was standing at the door with a sweet smile, bowed to the guests who had just walked in. The black sports car was parked outside the door. The visitors were wearing sunglasses and masks, still Unable to hide his nervousness and panic, he kept looking around in the coffee shop.

There were not many people in the cafe today. It was sunny in the morning, but suddenly it rained heavily in the afternoon. Most people would rather stay in a warm home than come out for a cup of coffee in the rain.

Yiyun followed, and asked politely in a low voice, "Sir, what help do you need?"

She has become rounder recently, she looks cute and sweet, especially when she smiles with sweet dimples on her face, she is as lovable as a delicate porcelain doll.

"Ahem! I... have an appointment." The man's voice sounded a bit awkward, as if he had deliberately lowered his voice.

"Ah, I see, sir, please go upstairs." Yuanyuan's eyeballs rolled around, and Yiyun personally brought the guest who was so tightly wrapped that he could hardly see it upstairs, and it was basically closed to the public. Upstairs is the exclusive VIP box for members of the coffee shop, with an elegant environment and better privacy.

The guests who were brought upstairs by Evian entered one of the boxes. When the door was gently pushed open, a handsome young man was already sitting inside. Evian glanced at it and closed the door softly.

"Why did you call me out today?" Taking off his sunglasses and mask, the frowning man looked around and he was relieved after confirming that it was safe here. The handsome man in the coffee said angrily: "Wu Xin, stop making trouble, I'm getting engaged next week, what if we meet at this time and someone else finds out?"

"What should I do? What do you want to do?" Wu Xin sneered, with long eyes squinting up, "John, you forgot what you said to me before. You said that you love me, and you only love me. Myself."

The mysterious guest who came to the coffee shop turned out to be John who was going to marry Princess Margaret next week. Seeing the sullen eyes in Wu Xin's eyes, John quickly softened his tone, and hurriedly sat beside the big star and pulled him gently. Hold each other's hand.

"I'm sorry Wu Xin. I didn't mean to be angry with you. It's just that the engagement ceremony between Princess Margaret and I will be held in a few days. I don't want any problems at this critical time." John softened his voice Sincerely explained: "You also know how bright and charming you are, not to mention that you are a world-renowned star, and there are always countless suitors around you. Once you are photographed with me, we will Both will be affected."

"I know! I know all of this! But..." Wu Xin bit his lower lip lightly, the reddish corners of his eyes looked particularly pitiful, he looked at John who was sitting next to him, the tenderness in his eyes could give people Melted, "But the thought of you being engaged to a woman soon makes me sad, and I don't want to admit it, but John, I think I'm jealous and afraid that you're really in love with Princess Margaret."

"After all, she is a princess with status and status, and as for me, I am just an actor who is not respected by others."

"Please don't say such things, dear Wu Xin, you are the most precious pearl in my heart." John hugged Wu Xin, lovingly comforting the man, "You know how much I love you, I love you You are the only one, although Margaret is a princess, but you don't know how bad her temper is, she is simply an old witch with uncertain weather."

John looked forward, his eyes gradually became serious, he frowned tightly, as if he was enduring some kind of suffering, and said in disgust: "You haven't seen that witch, she is a lunatic at all, you have to understand Everything I'm doing now is for both of us."

The family has been in decline, the business has failed, and John is no longer the rich and playboy in college. After the superficial luxury, there is a declining family and a precarious status.

Once the family declines, it is unimaginable what happened to the noble son after losing his money and status. This is something that the arrogant and arrogant playboy cannot tolerate.

"As long as I marry that woman Margaret, I can own her property and status, and I will be a member of the royal family." Looking forward to his bright future, John seems to marry Margaret Then, he will be able to step into the gate of heaven and get a golden unlimited credit card forever.

"No one can bully you again, Wu Xin." Looking at the handsome and moving star in his arms, imagining that the man who is loved and pursued by thousands of people is as docile as a cat in his arms at this moment, John Filled with an indescribable sense of vanity and satisfaction, she couldn't wait to kiss Wu Xin's forehead and lips.

"Honey, I miss you so much, you don't know how much I miss you..."

"Don't be like that John...don't...John, John, kiss me..."

In the study room, after glancing at the unsuitable screen on the monitor, Ming Chen switched the screen back to the coffee shop, glanced at Yiyun who was staring straight at the side, raised his hand and lightly flicked the little girl's forehead: "Little girl!" Children cannot watch."

"Oh..." Yiyun stuck out her tongue with her head down, rubbed her forehead that had been touched by Mingchen, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, is it okay to deceive another person just because you love one?"

"It's not called love, it's called selfishness. In the future, you can see many people hurting you under the banner of doing what is best for you, and doing selfish things in the name of love. All the excuses are Cowardly people find justification for their actions."

After glancing at the monitor lightly, Ming Chen murmured, "Have someone clean it up in half an hour."

"Hey, is it so fast?" Yiyun muttered a few words.

"Underage girl!" Standing up, Ming Chen stretched out his finger and poked the little girl's forehead again.

She lowered her head shyly, seeing the man standing up, Yiyun hurried over and handed over the coat and umbrella: "Sir, are you going out? It's raining heavily outside."

Taking the coat and putting it on, Ming Chen looked out the window at the hazy gray rainy day, and murmured, "I'm going to meet a friend."

The walls of the quaint bookstore on the corner of the street are covered with green ivy, and rouge-colored unknown flowers are connected in series to form a natural art exhibition.

A black car slowly stopped at the door of the bookstore. The bodyguard on the passenger seat got out of the car and opened the door. His black boots trampled on small white water splashes. The silver-haired man looked up at the small bookstore with a strong retro literary atmosphere in front of him. He waved his hand to signal his subordinates to stay outside, and then he stepped forward and gently pushed open the half-hidden wooden door.

"Ding ding--"

Little Black looked up, and there was a small bell hanging on the door.

The room is filled with the smell of history, the bookshelves are filled with quaint books one by one, and the faint incense makes people feel a little warm, and the coldness on the body is instantly dispelled.

Tilting his head, Little Black vaguely saw the figure of a man sitting in the bookshelf at the end.

Putting the umbrella at the door, Little Blake straightened his clothes, put his hands in front of his body, raised his chest slightly, and said softly, "Excuse me, can I come in?"

"Of course." A man's deep and gentle voice came from inside.

Looking left and right at this chic retro small study room, little Blake walked in slowly, and the figure of the man sitting inside became more and more clear. Under the warm candlelight, the man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a A book seems to be focused and engrossed, and the figure under the backlight is a little hazy and blurred, as if shrouded in holy light.

Silently swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Little Black gradually approached the man.

"Stop." The man said two words when he was about five or six steps away from the man.

Little Black stopped: "Who are you..."

"Have you done everything I asked you to do?" The man turned over a page of the book and was still reading.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Little Black's voice carried a bit of danger: "I like you very much, Ming Chen, but you have to know that I am not your subordinate, understand?"

He raised his legs and tried to move forward, getting closer to the man: "Where is Tyrell..."

Before the footsteps he had just stepped on the ground, a powerful force suddenly hit his chest, and Little Blake's back hit the bookshelf behind him heavily.

Red, dark brown, and black books rained down.

The instant killing intent was so strong that it was almost suffocating, Little Black blinked quickly, and stared straight at the man in front of him with a bit of horror.

Cold fingers clasped his neck, as if his neck was a piece of crispy biscuit, as long as the other party squeezed it lightly, it would make a cracking sound.

It was completely different from the Ming Chen in his memory, without gentleness, elegance, or forbearance.

A cruel, cold and proud man stood in front of him, looked at him coldly with the eyes of a hunter sizing up his prey, and said in a contemptuous and cruel voice: "I said, stop."

"Now, kneel down and apologize."