Good Morning Little Wife

E City, the most prosperous city center. A modern city made of steel and concrete, with rows of high-rise buildings, and streets clogged with cars and people, are extremely noisy at this time. A black Aston Martin convertible sports car squeaked and stopped on the road outside the window of a cafe while piercing the edge like a fish. The car door was pushed open and the man wearing sunglasses got out of the car. He looked very young, about twenty-five years old. He was wearing a gray shirt and pressed, crisp and flat casual pants. But at this time, two buttons on the top of the shirt were opened, and the fabric was vaguely visible...