Chapter 315: Rough Diamond

If not for the cold and uncomfortable sensation of his wet sleeve sticking to his skin, He Juan would have thought that he was dreaming. Mu Yuze made him a cup of coffee? For him? Did the sun rise from the west today??

He had the urge to pinch himself, just to make sure that he was not in some kind of ultra realistic dream, but he soon discarded the thought once he found Mu Yuze sneaking glances at him, looking increasingly nervous by each passing second. What did he– oh, he must be waiting for He Juan's response.

Why was his mind so slow and sluggish today? It must be because he had not had his daily coffee yet, he reasoned.

Strangely nervous, He Juan moved to the counter and grabbed the glass, sensing that the temperature was just right for him to drink. Still kinda disoriented by the fact that this was a precious cup of coffee Mu Yuze had personally brewed for him, he brought the cup to his lips, took a sip and—

Gah! So… so bitter!