The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1575



The boss finally thought of doing business, yet I was frozen.

I hesitated slightly and could only ask a follow-up question, "Boss, what do you have here?"

The man smiled slightly and looked around the store. "I have coffee, wine, and books here. Today, you came at a bad time. Usually, I would still have customers here at this hour."

I laughed. Which store would not have customers?

Yet there was no boss like him.

"So, this is a cafe that sells alcohol?" I tried to define this small store.

The owner pondered for a moment."

Actually, I don't know what I sell here. I have regulars here too, but they all come here for different purposes, some for wine, some for coffee, some for dinner, and some choose to come here to catch up with friends.

"Some just like to read under the sun like I do. Others just come here to enjoy peace and quiet for hours. I don't know how to properly label this little store of mine."

I nodded. "No wonder you named it so." It turned out that the second half of the name had not been thought of yet.

this was probably what made

to let you pick

finger, and I followed it to see the bar where the drinks

saw that I had my Munchkin with me, so he did not recommend

book earlier. I did not have the heart to continue to disturb him. "Then you go on. I'll

make any more courtesies with me, sat down directly, and started reading again. "Uncle, can I pat it?" Munchkin, who was next to me, had held back for a long time before finally asking

flipping open the pages of his book, the boss was amused by this

likes you, so naturally, he won't hurt you. Don't

tentatively reached out his small hand

any reaction. His tail was still on the edge of the table,

to the bar and warmed up a cup of hot milk for Munchkin and made

saw that Munchkin was holding a

a look at it. I was a little puzzled as it did not have any illustrations on it. There were just

all, Munchkin was not yet in elementary school. He just graduated from kindergarten, so was

his utmost

to disturb him. I

flower and

to a corner by

window to

magazine.

read, but I just felt that I would be here only for