"I accept your invitation."
Mu Lin's voice was faint, but it sounded exceptionally clear and pleasant in Jing Chen's ears; the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted.
Without hearing the response from the other side, Mu Lin hesitated a bit and continued: "Give me another week, and by the way, help me with one more thing." For him, it should be just a minor issue that only needs a verbal order.
"Okay." Without asking anything, Jing Chen agreed unhesitatingly. If Ying Sun's people were by his side at this moment, they would be utterly astounded.
Is this still the same aloof and cold-faced team leader they knew? It must be someone impersonating!
"Thank you." Mu Lin chuckled lightly and continued: "I will come to your home tomorrow. After giving the first session of acupuncture to your family's old master and finishing my own business, I will come over." He hoped that this would be a different experience this time.
