Fu Jiu's Coincidental Meeting with Almighty Qin

As for the one inside, she would be gone once the police entered.

Hence, the best method was to wait for her to come back.

"Sir?" The shop attendant stood beside him questioningly.

Qin Mo turned, his ravishing profile restrained. "Can I please get one cup of Americano?"

"Ah? Alright, this instant."

So he really was here to find someone. The shop attendant was starting to get suspicious of his actions.

If Director Huang were to hear of Qin Mo sipping coffee elegantly while they slaved, he would definitely throw a fit!

Pure Color. Ever since he shut the door and the girl he pulled in had lifted her lids, Yang Ming felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't seem to place his finger on it.