Leng Muchen slowly and orderly took out a cigarette, slowly took a puff, until the end of a cigarette, he looked at Wen Heng, "Do you want to call her first, let her wait until evening I tell her my answer ah?"

Wen Heng just took a mouthful of coffee and heard the cold and hot words of Leng Muchen. His mouthful of coffee almost gushed out. He dared not use his courage.

"It's cold. I have something to do. I'll go out first." Wen Heng quickly slipped away.

"You haven't finished your coffee yet." Leng Muchen shouted at him.

"No, no, I won't drink it." Drink coffee? He did...