Mated at First Sight
Chapter 320 - 237

Chapter 320: 237

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.

She had no other choices, it was her mission. She couldn’t let the person she was assigned to protect be harmed so easily. That would be...quite humiliating.

After all, she was said to be the legendary Poison Doctor, wasn’t she?

Picking up the coffee, and sniffing it at the tip of her nose, she sipped it lightly, and her eyebrows frowned, "It smells good, but it’s bitter." She really didn’t like this stuff.

Mo Yinfan was taken aback by Mu Lin’s action and wanted to stop but didn’t say a word. Since Mu Lin dared to touch the poisoned coffee, it proved that she didn’t care about the poison – his worry was unfounded.

Mu Lin laughed softly as if she knew what Mo Yinfan was thinking, "I’ve been tossed in a potion pot by my master since childhood. Ordinary poisons are of no use to me." At least in Mu Lin’s eyes, it was commonplace.

Mo Yinfan nodded, his smile gentle. He didn’t comment much. The more he dealt with Mu Lin, the more he realized that he could see things he had never seen before from her. It seemed this was the temperamental young divine doctor in the legends. One could simply not predict what she was going to do next.

Soon, Mo Qian returned to the office from the Monitoring Room.

"How was it?" Mo Yinfan asked.

She shook her head, "Apart from seeing that it was a woman, I couldn’t make out her face." This person had skillfully exploited the loopholes of the monitoring system. It seemed that she was very familiar with their environment and must have conducted a survey in advance.

Mo Yinfan nodded, thoughtful.

Mu Lin said: "In fact, there is no need to be so disappointed. As long as you, Master Mo, are not dead, she will come back.> Next time, we will make her... come but not go, how about that?" Her melodious smile was filled with endless cold and interest.

Hearing Mu Lin’s words, Mo Yinfan suddenly felt helpless; as long as he wasn’t dead. Ha-ha, Master Mu Lin was quite straightforward in speaking.

As for Mo Qian, she felt a little sympathy for the assassin.

To be honest, although Mo Qian seemed to look down on Mu Lin, as someone who had been instantly defeated by Mu Lin, she had never doubted Mu Lin’s abilities.

In this world, there weren’t many people who could evade his speed; at least not many in the current world - of course, he didn’t include his old brothers in the Military Camp.

Five minutes later, a fresh cup of coffee was delivered. Mu Lin yawned lightly and returned the spoon to Mo Qian, "Keep your guinea pig for now, she won’t be needed for a while. With her here, there’s no need to waste a little white mouse. That is a precious little life."

Pure and cute.

Mu Lin stated that compared to some people in the current world, she preferred animals. They were intelligent and well-behaved.

Uncle Qiaozi and Yinziao raised their heads proudly.

Mo Yinfan nodded and Mo Qian took the white mouse away.

Mu Lin leisurely took the most comfortable position in the entire office and continued to relax.

"Call me when it’s mealtime." With that, she closed her eyes and began to rest, making herself quite at home.

They had plenty of time.

...

This way, a day passed boringly. Mu Lin and Qiaozi moved from the hotel to Mo Yinfan’s house on a temporary basis – it was the first time that Mu Lin had lived in someone else’s house since she left the mountain.

Perhaps Mu Lin had never considered that the small woodland cabin, which she had almost made her own, was actually someone else’s home. It seemed that Comrade Jing Chen might be delighted if he knew about this. After all, Mu Lin never regarded him as a stranger.

Tsk tsk tsk... Jing Chen is part of her inner circle!

As for the presidential suite in the hotel, Hong Mingsheng stated that as long as Mu Lin was in Ming City, that place would always be reserved for her, even if she didn’t stay there sometimes.