"All right."
Mick Simmons felt a surge of excitement, but did not dare to go against Greg Jensen's words, and sat quietly beside him, carefully making conversation.
After a while, Louisa Burley and Vivian Shimpson, who had gone to the restroom, walked in.
Seeing Greg Jensen, Louisa Burley's eyes instantly brightened, and she smiled, "Brother Jensen, happy New Year."
"Haha, happy New Year. Come sit over here, I'll take your pulse."
Greg Jensen smiled, motioning her to sit beside him, then reached out and placed his hand on her wrist, beginning to feel for her pulse.
Vivian Shimpson frowned slightly and muttered, "Always taking the chance to get close, really..."
"Vivian, don't talk nonsense."
Louisa Burley's face turned red, and she spat, turning her head toward Greg Jensen, only to see that he did not even lift an eyelid, which made her feel inexplicably conflicted.
Vivian Shimpson, feeling ignored, became even more annoyed and couldn't help snorting coldly:
