Chapter 193: 31 Cups of Coffee

Three hours ago, Kyoto.

A coffee shop called "Seven Colors of Time".

This coffee shop is near the Kyoto School of Finance. It has experienced more than ten years of ups and downs, and sent away many young to mature graduates from the School of Finance.

Mo Yan sat on a seat near the window and looked out the window.

As night fell and the lights came on, the road was still full of traffic and pedestrians were still in a hurry.

A couple of college students walked by holding hands. The girl cuddled tightly in the arms of the boy. The boy looked down at the girl from time to time.

Mo Yan was slightly lost in thought. When she and Chen Ming were in love, they would often hold hands like this and walk into the coffee shop together.

At that time, Mo Yan had just graduated from the School of Finance, and his financial ability was limited, so he rented a cheap rental house near the school.

The company is far away from the rental house, Mo Yan has to get up at six o'clock every day, and takes an hour and a half by bus to get to the company, and often has no time for breakfast.

Chen Ming also just started working, but fortunately the company provided accommodation, so he rushed to Mo Yan's company every morning to deliver her breakfast.

In the evening, Mo Yan continued to finish the unfinished work in the coffee shop.

And Chen Ming will also accompany her.

The two ordered a cup of coffee, plugged in two straws, each took a small sip, and drank from eight o'clock in the evening until the cafe closed.

Mo Yan remembered that after getting acquainted with the people in the coffee shop, the boss once said to her:

"A boyfriend who is reluctant to order you a cup of coffee alone cannot give you a happy life."

Mo Yan didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that it was just the boss's veiled expression of dissatisfaction with them for only ordering a cup of coffee every time they came.

Unexpectedly, it became a prophecy.

"Yan, I'm sorry, I'm late."

A man wearing a suit and glasses with a rather refined temperament walked into the coffee shop and came to Mo Yan with a smile on his face.

Mo Yan raised her head, moved her eyes, and pointed to the seat opposite.

"It's okay, please sit down."

"Yan, after ten years, you are still so beautiful, and you have become more and more temperamental."

Chen Ming sat down, looked at Mo Yan carefully, and admired him sincerely.

"Oh, you haven't changed at all."

Mo Yan picked up the bag beside her and put it on the table, her tone seemed to be ironic.

"Yan, do you remember? Back then we always liked to drink coffee here at night, and when you were working, I would come here from a far away place to accompany you. It lasted for three consecutive months without a day's break."

Chen Ming leaned comfortably on the back of the chair. He was very tall. He observed Mo Yan condescendingly and carefully. He felt that Mo Yan was more attractive than before, and his figure became more and more attractive.

He pushed his glasses, excitement and greed flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still full of nostalgia.

"Back then, we were like we are now..."

Chen Ming stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Mo Yan's hand.

"Yan, I really want to go back to the way I was before, I swear, this time I will use my whole life to make up for the harm you have suffered.

"

Mo Yan withdrew her hand, not letting Chen Ming touch it, she shouted towards the counter: "Boss, it's done."

"Good."

A man in his fifties gave instructions to several waiters, and soon, several of them brought up seven or eight cups of coffee at the same time, then returned to the counter, and then served another seven or eight cups.

After a few back and forth, a total of thirty cups of coffee were densely packed on the table.

The boss personally brought a plastic bucket with a garbage bag in it and put it next to the table.

"Smoke, you are..."

Chen Ming originally prepared a lot of touching words, but now he is a little dazed.

"You just said that you drank coffee here with me for three months."

Mo Yan ignored Chen Ming's surprise, and said calmly:

"But in fact, we have only been here 31 times, and we only order a cup of coffee each time."

She pointed to the densely packed coffee on the table: "I admit, I was working at that time, and you were with me. I owe you these thirty cups, and I will pay you back in one go now."

"Then, I have something for you as a gift." After speaking, Mo Yan opened her bag, took out a stack of photos from it, and threw it directly in front of Chen Ming.

"Yan, what are you doing?" Chen Ming smiled, trying to ease the increasingly awkward atmosphere.

However, when he picked up the photo, he couldn't smile anymore.

In every photo, there was a picture of him talking with another man, and several of them were obviously in the CEO's office of Tianhai Company.

"I hired a private detective. These are the photos he took after you."

Mo Yan looked at Chen Ming coldly, and continued:

"Who is this person in the photo, you and I know very well, right?"

"Yan, listen to me, President Feng..."

Mo Yan picked up a cup of coffee, poured it directly on Chen Ming's face, and then calmly said amidst his screams and the fuss of wiping his face with paper:

"Feng Zheng, the boss of Tianhai Company, specially found you in order for me to help him persuade Lin Yao to sign the contract extension. He thought you would be my weakness, right? I'm curious, he promised you what?"

Chen Ming saw that he was exposed, so he stopped pretending. He looked at Mo Yan angrily:

"Mo Yan, you crazy woman!

Mr. Feng said that as long as Lin Yao is willing to renew the contract, he will let me be the deputy director and you as the director. You have ruined me once back then, and now you should compensate me! "

Mo Yan looked at this shameless man coldly:

"You cheated at the wedding, and you blamed me for ruining you?"

"You released that kind of video in public, making me unable to hold my head up in front of my relatives, friends and colleagues, and the company fired me the day after the wedding!

But what's wrong with me? I just made a mistake that all men make! "

Chen Ming slapped the table and stared at Mo Yan fiercely:

"Besides, you are also responsible. You can only give it to me after you get married! I am also a man, why can't I touch my girlfriend?

Do you know what people say about me? A man who can't afford a car or a house is not even eligible to sleep in his girlfriend's bed!

I'm just venting my pain, but what about you! They actually secretly recorded Xiaolan and me, and played it openly at the wedding!

You are a vicious lunatic, you have ruined me alive! "

Looking at the hysterical Chen Ming, Mo Yan's eyes became completely cold and hard. She picked up the coffee on the table and poured it cup by cup into the trash can next to the table.

"A waste like you is not qualified to drink the coffee I bought!"

After speaking, he grabbed his bag and walked towards the door of the coffee shop.

"Mo Yan, Mo Yan!"

Chen Ming didn't dare to yell anymore, so he quickly stopped in front of her and begged:

"Lin Yao is just an artist brought by you. It's easy for you to ask her to sign a renewed contract. How can we say that we have a relationship, and it is also good for you. Why are you so stubborn?"

Mo Yan stepped on Chen Ming's feet with her high heels, and strode out of the coffee shop amidst his miserable howls.

There was still a lot of traffic outside the door, and people were coming and going. The couple of college students who passed by the coffee shop just now walked past Mo Yan again.

This time, the girl seemed to be angry, and the boy followed cautiously, comforting the girl at a loss.

Mo Yan suddenly laughed. She took out her mobile phone and called up the wedding photo from ten years ago at the bottom of the gallery.

Put your finger on the delete key and press it hard.

Then I sent a message to a silly X on WeChat:

"what are you doing?"

Silly X: "Sleep, I just finished recording the show and I'm exhausted."

Mo Yan: "Did I wake you up?"

Silly X: "Yeah, what do you want me to do at this late hour? Want to tell a joke again?"

Mo Yan: "There is something very important to tell you."

Silly X: "What's the matter?"

Mo Yan: "Get up and pee."

Silly X: "?"