562 Incomparably Cruel

At a cafe by the street in Baishan District.

Su Wan was sitting by the window of the cafe, waiting for the people she had arranged to meet.

The sun was shining outside the window, and lazy golden threads were shining through onto the table, making the music in the cafe seem more ethereal.

Su Wan put down the menu and took a sip of the coffee in her cup.

Ugh, the taste seemed a little strange. Who had ever tasted coffee with a sour taste.

It was sour, not bitter.

In fact, in such a distant era, it was strange that she could still drink coffee. At the same time, Su Wan could not help but complain that the coffee taste in this shop was not authentic.

She almost finished a cup of coffee…

Su Wan frowned and looked up at the clock on the wall.

It was already the agreed time, but Fiennes was actually late…