man in suit

His childhood was actually very simple. He was born in prison. His mother died of illness when he was four years old. He was sent to an orphanage with his dependent sister Mia.

When he was eight or nine years old, once Mia was beaten for stealing food from the kitchen, the two of them were put in confinement, and the injured Mia had a high fever. Mia survived, but the smart Mia turned into a stupid Mia because of her burned brain.

【It's your turn next time, don't let me down, He Hongxue】

Mingchen hung up the phone, took out the chip in the phone, folded it in half and threw it into the trash can. He took a sip of water to relieve the pressure on his throat caused by his voice change.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Come in."

A little girl opened the door lightly, looked at the man in the room with big round eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sir, there is a guest asking you to make coffee for him."

Eyeballs like black grapes soaked in water rolled around, and she tilted her head slightly. The girl named Yiyun by Mingchen said secretly: "It's Mr. He Wenhan, but he told me not to tell you."

Mingchen smiled faintly. Yiyun was skinny like a monkey when she was brought back just now. She didn't look like a little girl at all. After being raised in the first district for a while and putting on a beautiful dress, she became a lot prettier, especially It was those eyes, with a lovable aura.

"Good boy." Ming Chen got up and walked over, and handed a letter to the little girl. He gently rubbed Yi Yun's slightly yellow hair due to long-term malnutrition, and said softly like a father : "I'll go outside, you go to deliver the letter."

Lifting his head and blinking his eyes, Yi Yun, who was full of trust and dependence, nodded vigorously, put away the letter from Ming Chen, and left the coffee shop through another door in the man's study.

Seeing the back of Yi Yun leaving, Ming Chen smiled softly, he is really a good boy.

During He Wenxuan's busy period, he would drive to this coffee shop not particularly close to the city almost every day to stay, and in the evening or evening, He Wenxuan would drive to pick him up in person.

And the time in between belongs to him.

The decoration style of the entire coffee shop is based on the theme of the forest. There are a large number of exquisite and expensive wooden chairs, the huge antlers hanging on the wall representing the He family, and the chic lights hanging on the short trees. In fact, if you look carefully, this coffee shop The decoration style of the house is somewhat similar to that of He's study.

"I almost thought I was back home."

He Wenhan sat obliquely on the dark wooden table in the coffee shop, his arrogant long legs stepped on the chair, and the handmade leather shoes made rhythmic noises one after another, he folded his hands in front of his chest and lifted his chin to look at Mingchen's face coffee house.

"He Wenhan, where are my guests?" Ming Chen glanced at them, and there were only a few nervous waiters standing aside in the coffee shop besides them.

"I'm your guest." The man who jumped off the table easily and walked over with big strides exuded strong male hormones all over his body, and Mingchen would always think of the most primitive animal world in He Wenhan's body.

He Wenhan pulled a round stool by the bar and sat down. He stared at Ming Chen and tapped his finger on the table lightly: "Speaking of which, I don't seem to have drunk the coffee you make yourself. Make me a cup."

"it is good."

Grinding freshly roasted coffee beans by hand, the slender and white hand gently pressed the wine-red hand grinder, and with the creaking sound, the strong aroma of coffee soon overflowed.

Grind the coffee beans into powder, and boil Mingchen's water, take out the electronic scale, put the filter paper on the coffee filter cup, and wet the coffee filter paper with the special hand pouring pot...

Every process is a kind of visual enjoyment, look at Ming Chen's beautiful and slender hands, and see the man brewing coffee with an elegant art.

Holding his chin with one hand, He Wenhan found himself a little stunned watching Mingchen's hand-made coffee.

"Okay." Ming Chen handed a cup of single-origin coffee to He Wenhan, and he sat down on the chair behind the console, "I heard that you haven't been home recently."

"I'm not a three-year-old kid and I have to stay at home every day." Picking up the cup and taking a sip of the simplest black coffee, the imaginary bitterness did not immediately erode his taste buds, and the mellow floral fragrance mixed with chocolate quickly filled his mouth With lips and teeth, He Wenhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his eyebrows as he always likes to drink: "This is the first time I think coffee tastes good."

"It's fine if you like it." Ming Chen smiled lightly, as if a gust of autumn wind with a cool fragrance brushed his cheeks.

Look at this man, elegant and restrained, even though he is over 30 years old, he still maintains a beautiful figure that is not inferior to that of young people. His smooth and textured skin looks like high-quality suet jade. He Wenhan can even recall The wonderful tactile sensation when fingers touched Ming Chen's skin.

A little bit regretful, he was snatched away by He Wenxuan before he had had a good time with Ming Chen after amnesia.

He Wenhan is not an idiot, as He Wenxuan's twin brother, he can feel He Wenxuan's liking for Mingchen, but he still miscalculated, originally thought that He Wenxuan's meek guy would not fall in love with someone easily , not to mention being a pet who has stayed in the He family for several years, who knew that He Wenxuan actually asked He Hongxue to get Mingchen himself.

No matter how upset He Wenhan was, he couldn't be willful this time.

"Then do you like me?" He Wenhan looked at Mingchen, those eyes seemed to want to eat Mingchen into his stomach.

"I couldn't talk about liking it before, but now I can't talk about hating it."

"That answer is really sad."

Mingchen smiled, and said calmly: "The most widely circulated joke in the district, isn't it that pets fall in love with their owners?"

He Wenhan smiled and licked his lips, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Mingchen's left wrist, and gently rubbed the faintly visible pet logo on the man's wrist with his thumb.

"Have you ever thought that one day you can get rid of the shackles of pets and return to your status as a free person?" He Wenhan whispered softly.

"It would be too hypocritical to say there is no, wouldn't it?" The arm held by He Wenhan slowly retracted, Mingchen smiled lightly, and swayed from side to side like a fallen leaf, and he pulled the sleeve of his clothes to cover his wrist The pet sign on the sign, "It's not up to me to decide."

"Will you feel lost?" He Wenhan looked at the man with interest.

"I try to enjoy every day of my life as much as I can, and wasting time and energy on unsolvable worries only makes me feel bad, but it doesn't help to change reality."

Ming Chen glanced at the black-clothed bodyguards standing outside the coffee shop like two door gods, and sighed helplessly: "You ruined my business today. The coffee shop has just opened not long ago, and I need repeat customers."

"I am your most loyal repeat customer." He Wenhan stretched out his hand to cover the back of Ming Chen's hand, the eyes of the two intersected in mid-air, He Wenhan gently held the man's hand, "I can be your lifetime repeat customer, as long as Here, beside you, not going anywhere."

"Are you practicing how to flirt with me?" Ming Chen didn't seem to believe He Wenhan's words, or he didn't take them seriously at all. It was really strange for He Wenhan to say such disgusting words similar to a confession.

He Wenhan grinned and didn't reply, he lightly took the back of Mingchen's hand and kissed it, and continued on his own: "I just ask you a question, you have to answer me honestly."

"I try my best."

"Would you trust someone who saved you? For example, He Wenhan who rescued you from the water house, even though he once treated you badly."

What kind of problem is this?

Mingchen looked at He Wenhan quietly, as if he was thinking about what this arrogant and arrogant young man was thinking.

Even so, Mingchen nodded after a while: "If it is now, I think I will."

"That's enough." He Wenhan smiled with satisfaction.

"Why do you suddenly ask such a strange question?" Ming Chen asked curiously, withdrawing his hand.

"A person who was not born and bred in the first district will find it difficult to gain a foothold in the first district if he has no skills after being lifted from his pet status for many years. After losing the support of his owner, he will be easily hurt by some forces that are targeting him. Have you considered this? Is there a problem?" He Wenhan asked back.

"The premise of this question should be that I can remove my status as a pet." Ming Chen smiled, but resigned to his fate, "Maybe in another three to five years, when I get old, I can answer your question."

He Wenhan looked at Ming Chen, not in a joking tone: "If you marry someone from District [-], you won't have any worries."

"Who would marry a man like me?" Turning his head away, Ming Chen no longer wanted to continue discussing this desperate issue with He Wenhan.

Pets are always pets, just toys that have been played with by their owners. There are very few owners in the entire area who are willing to marry pets. Most people prefer to start a family with someone of their own status to consolidate the power of both parties.

"I will." He Wenhan stood up and grabbed Ming Chen.

Mingchen was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at He Wenhan almost in shock, blinked his eyes and gradually recalled He Wenhan's words, he said with a wry smile: "Stop joking with me like this again."

"You can think that I'm joking and teasing you on purpose," He Wenhan took out an exquisite velvet box from his pocket and put it on the table, "I'll wait for your reply, as long as you promise me, I will let you get rid of the current situation." identity."