This room is in Korean style, with a small table and cushions on both sides. Drinking coffee on the floor is really intoxicating.

Ji Bingrou muttered in her heart, wondering what Owen was thinking today, and why he chose such a room.

There was already brewed coffee on the table. Owen picked up the coffee pot and poured a cup of strong coffee into the cup, and refilled his own cup with half a cup.

The coffee was ready, but Ji Bingrou just sat there, not daring to move.

Owen glanced at Ji Bingrou, "Drink it, it's not poisonous. If I wanted to poison you, I'm afraid you would have been dead two years ago in eastern Sichuan."

Ji Bingrou shuddered after hearing this, picked up the coffee in front of her, and used it to warm her hands.

Holding the coffee and taking a sip, she had to admit that the coffee brewed by Owen himself was really not available outside.

Owen looked Ji Bingrou up and down.

Although it was already late autumn, Ji Bingrou still wore a beige chiffon dress with a light gray windbreaker on the outside.

The windbreaker looked the same whether she wore it or not, and she probably just wore it for matching.

Looking at her face again, she had light makeup on, her skin was smooth and fair, she applied cherry blush, and pink lipstick, which made her look beautiful and generous, sexy with a hint of sister Yu style.

Ji Bingrou felt a little embarrassed by Owen's gaze, she didn't say a word, but kept looking at her intently, wondering what he meant.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" she asked timidly.

"You're going on a blind date for someone else, and you're still dressed so vulgarly. Did you come here on your own initiative after hearing about the man introduced by Her Majesty the Queen?" Owen said in a weird tone.

"You!" Ji Bingrou glared at him fiercely, knowing that if she stayed, she would not hear any good words.

However, she had never heard

anyone speak so harshly! "Owen, please be polite!" Ji Bingrou mustered up the courage to finally say something tough.

"I am being polite to a woman who doesn't tell the truth." Owen took a sip of coffee.

Ji Bingrou couldn't stand Owen's weird words. She was the one who let him down back then, but is it appropriate for a man to treat a woman so cruelly?

She drank the coffee in her hand, "Since you said I don't tell the truth, why did you keep me here to listen to me? I'm leaving."

As she said that, she was about to stand up, but who knew that Owen stretched out his arm and pulled her over directly. The small table itself was small, and they were originally very close.

Owen pulled Ji Bingrou into his arms.

Ji Bingrou was still in shock when she saw Owen's angry eyes. "Let me go!"

Owen pressed Ji Bingrou under him. "Ji Bingrou, do you think every man dresses like this? When you see a good man, you can't wait to get close to him?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ji Bingrou struggled, and her hands were completely restrained.

"Then tell me, how many men have I been to you? Did you use the same method to conquer other men? Will they treat you like me?"

Owen said these words almost viciously.

He wanted to ask these questions a long time ago.

"Owen, you bastard! In your mind, am I just a coquettish woman who captures men everywhere?" Ji Bingrou didn't expect that in Owen's heart, she was so unbearable.

She thought he hated her just because she left without saying goodbye and deceived him.