Mu Lin looked at Mo Yinfan, "I guess it was at that time."
Mo Yinfan nodded unconsciously and looked at his assistant, "You can go out first, and make me another cup of coffee."
The assistant complied and withdrew. Looking at the cup in Mu Lin's hand, he guessed that it was probably their coffee that Mu Lin had snatched, so he asked her to make another; the question that he and Mu Lin had just asked was automatically excluded from her easy-going mind. After all, some things are only known to those who are interested.
If she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't think about it.
After the assistant left, Mu Lin looked at Mo Yinfan and chuckled, "Dare you still drink it?" She was referring to the coffee.
"Isn't that why you're here?" Mo Yinfan laughed, his words expressed complete trust in Mu Lin. Mu Lin gave a relaxed and faint smile at his lips.
