Chapter 2:002 Meet Black Man 1

Mowen when he came to the coffee shop. There were already people on table 2. Their connection was a rose. After confirming that it was right, Moyue walked towards him.

It was a slim man, wearing a pair of glasses, with a strong book fragrance, slightly feminine, not too masculine, but not too bad from the side, not too old, not at all a man of 33 years old.

Out of years of prudence, Mo Nuan first asked, "Is this Mr. Ma Chaoyang, please?"

The man raised his head and looked at her lightly.'Yes, you're Miss Mo?'

Mo nodded warmly and sat down in his seat. The man called in the waiter, took the menu in the waiter's hand, looked at it casually, and followed his fingers with long fingers for several snacks.

If it hadn't been for her criteria for judging future marriages, she would have thought that the man's fingers were beautiful and his movements were clean enough, but her standpoints would have been quite different.

Mowen instinctively frowned. Some men resented this behavior. She did not want her married partner to be rich and noble, but wanted to be a man who understood etiquette and respected women.

But the man didn't ask her for advice from beginning to end. Obviously, the man is essentially a little male chauvinist.

And she has been dealing with all kinds of customers for many years, all kinds of tricky and weird customers have seen it. It's easy to see the impatience and irritation hidden between this man's eyebrows.

Isn't this a forced blind date?

Maybe her eyes were too straightforward and Ma Chaoyang coughed slightly with her hand.

Mo Nuan smiled awkwardly and explained, "Sorry, there are some occupational diseases."

The coffee shop is very efficient, and the order is coming up immediately. It's all snacks, but none of them is what she likes.

Mo Nuan is a certified public accountant who works in an accounting firm. That is a place where women are used as men and men as livestock. In addition, she is really keen on this job. She forgets herself when she works and hasn't even had a drink of water for a whole day. What she needs most is a simple cup of boiled water, even drinks and coffee. It's also very good.

Don't wipe your lips warmly. I wanted to order something again, but I'd better give it up.

He doesn't know how to be a human being. It doesn't mean she can't be. She still has this demeanor. Some things are too obvious and not good.

"Miss Mo, please have dinner." The man made a gesture.

Don't be too warm to refuse. A piece of cake was inserted with toothpick. The sweet and greasy taste invaded the taste buds.

Don't give me an instinctive meal, and finally force myself to swallow.

It's too sweet for a bitter coffee drinker.

Before she could speak in Mino's way, Ma Chaoyang had already spoken to her step by step. "Listening to Miss Mo's accent, it seems that she is not a native of B city."

"No, I grew up in City A, my aunt lives in City B, and I have been living here since I graduated because of my job."

Ma Chaoyang nodded, and the next question came, "Where did Miss Mo go to school?"

Moraine paused for a moment. The opening line seemed totally different from Mino's introduction, and the initiative was not in his hands. Moraine did not know why the man asked these questions, but he answered truthfully out of respect, "From primary school to secondary school, he has been in City A No. 1 Middle School, and the university is in..."