Sky-blue Wings coffeehouse.
Liu Mingxin casually held a cup of coffee, legs crossed, and occasionally took a few sips. His appearance was full of grace, attracting the attention of the young females in the coffeehouse. Their face and noses were red and constantly peeked at him.
To outsiders, this guy seemed to be here purely to exude his charm. But in fact, he was actually pondering about Hong Dali.
"This Hong Dali, he's much smarter than I thought." Liu Mingxin slightly narrowed his eyes, fingers lightly tapping the tabletop in front of him. "Today's plan was almost perfect, yet it didn't succeed.
