"Really? I didn't know I was so enthusiastic. Then, President Mu, do you want to come in for a drink?" Lin Yin mocked herself jokingly.
"Why are you calling me President Mu?" Mu Heng asked with disapproval.
"The two of us have worked together. We're from the same company. It's quite suitable to call you President Mu." Lin Yin's eyes curved.
For some reason, Lin Yin felt that she was in a good mood now. Her conversation with Mu Heng also sounded like a joke, natural and harmonious.
"You should call me Brother Mu Heng. It sounds more intimate," Mu Heng suggested.
Lin Yin did not hesitate and called out openly, "Brother Mu Heng."
Hearing his name come out of Lin Yin's mouth, Mu Heng felt a strange joy.
A smile appeared in the corners of Mu Heng's eyes. Then, he looked around and said, "Why don't we walk?"
Lin Yin pursed her lips slightly. She didn't know what Mu Heng wanted to do, so she could only nod and say, "Okay!"
