Matter of Love

What a charming man! This was the idea of all the female waitresses in the Cafe of Iceland. One of them recognized at a glance that this was the former president of the Wei Group nearby, the legendary figure, Greg Wei.

When Greg was still in the Wei Group, he would come here for coffee sometimes, so they all knew Greg.

"Welcome, Mr. Wei. This way, please. Have you made an appointment here or by yourself?" Immediately, a waiter rushed over and led the way for Greg, although the owner of the Wei Group had changed a few days ago.

But as a former CEO, no one would believe that he would fall down so easily. They believed that it wouldn't be long before he would rise up again in the business circle. The most important thing was that he was single.

Most of the students who worked here were new graduates from the campus and hadn't found a good job for the time being. The competition was so fierce now. If they could hook up with a man like Greg, they wouldn't have to work in the future.

Moreover, unlike other successful men, Greg was bald and beer bellied. At the age of thirty, he was the most charming man in the world. Besides, he was not inferior to a movie star, and his imposing manner made him the ideal husband for all unmarried girls.

With such a man, even if he didn't have money, he would definitely be respected. Therefore, their enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high. From time to time, they secretly looked at Greg.

"I have an appointment!" As Greg spoke, he looked at the coffee shop. It was in the afternoon, and there were not many people in the big coffee shop. He saw Rona sitting by the French window at a glance.

She still liked to dress herself up to attract everyone's attention. No matter where she was, it was absolutely easy to find her in the crowd.

Rona also saw Greg. She raised her hand to greet Greg, which broke the hearts of all

who had been thinking about coming to greet her stopped

have a chance when they saw such a beautiful woman beside him, so they stopped

Rona and asked politely, "Mr. Wei, do you want a black coffee without sugar and milk?" This was the coffee

him a cup of Mocha, the freshly ground one!" Before Greg could answer, Rona, who was sitting opposite to him, said first. She had been with

left, Greg looked at Rona with a long face. They hadn't seen each other for eight years, and there was no trace left

he didn't look at her carefully because of the avoidance of Greg and the tight time. Now he had time to look at her carefully.

the past, because every time he

experience that pain again, so his tone was

if there's nothing else? Do you know how I got through all these years? I... " Rona said with tears

your Mocha!" At this time, a waiter came over with a

of sugar and half a spoon of milk essence into the coffee cup of Greg. She stirred it for a while

Rona without hesitation. The air was filled with a long lost smell. He hadn't drunk Mocha since

his mouth. Greg took a sip and put the coffee down. Perhaps it was because he hadn't drunk it for many years