Mated at First Sight-Chapter 65 - 64 Youre not waiting for my call all the

Chapter 65: Chapter 64: You’re not, waiting for my call all the time, are you?_1

Chapter 65 -64: You’re not, waiting for my call all the time, are you?_1

After Xu Yibai left, Mu Lin took care of Xiang Manni, who had been infatuated with Xu Yibai, by sending her home.

Then, in broad daylight, Xiang Manni once again repeated her daily task, carrying the materials that Mu Lin asked her to bring home, walking home confidently amidst the jealous eyes of her co-workers.

She was now accustomed to such gazes, and remained unswayed by them.

Her transparent fingertips danced on the mobile keyboard. Even though she saw him only once, for Mu Lin, who never forgets anything she saw, Jing Chen’s number was imprinted firmly in her mind, whether she wanted it or not.

“Hello,” a deep voice sounded on the other side of the phone, seemingly losing a bit of its coldness.

Mu Lin thought she might not be mistaken, Jing Chen no longer seemed as cold as he used to be during their past encounters.

“It’s Mu Lin,” she announced.

“I know,” three simple words which left Mu Lin feeling strangely as though he had been waiting for her call all along.

“I thought you wouldn’t call anymore.” For the first time today, Jing Chen gave Ying Sun a break and stared at his mobile… until now, just to wait for Mu Lin’s call, or rather, to wait for her final answer.

And her number on his phone, even though he hadn’t specifically saved it, he had already memorized it long ago.

To be honest, Jing Chen thought he could guess anyone’s mind, but he couldn’t understand Mu Lin’s. So now, he was somewhat foolishly waiting, even not daring to make the call himself, though he remembered it was him who made the promise.

This feeling was absolutely new to Jing Chen. Even the most talented person could be helpless… when his emotional quotient is too low.

It was a profound problem. It was understandable why his subordinates were so eager to see him married. After all, before the Boss got hitched, they couldn’t possibly take the lead. Besides, with such a charming man as their boss, no woman would see them as potential matches, hence… this was a matter that required lots of dedication.

A smile escaped as she imagined his expression while saying these words, “You haven’t been waiting for my call all along, have you?”

Mu Lin had to acknowledge that, she was indeed an absolute truth-seeker.

There was a brief silence before a low voice came through the phone, “Yeah.” Jing Chen admitted.

“Pff,” Mu Lin chuckled, “You are really cute.” Though Mu Lin was someone who loved to laugh, only she knew the truth behind her smiles. However, at this moment, Mu Lin could confidently say to herself that she was genuinely happy, quite inexplicably.

Because the guy on the other side of the phone gave her the same feeling her little Qiaozi gave her when she returned home, with his look of despair upon feeling abandoned.

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Don’t ask her how she could sense that… She could feel the resentment in his sharp eyes from miles away! Why would she need to look closer?

“Men shouldn’t be described as cute,” Jing Chen gravely corrected.

Such words, according to him, should be used to describe women. Jing Chen then scrutinized himself, where did he look cute?

Although he was a good leader who took advice well, he occasionally displayed signs of machismo.

At this moment, he could clearly distinguish between genders. If he could be this clear on normal days, it would have saved many from worrying about him.

Perpetually showing a buddy-without-a-girlfriend expression wasn’t an ideal trait for a man. No wonder he couldn’t find a wife!

Mu Lin chose to laugh it off confronted with his seriousness.

“Have… you made up your mind?” For the first time, Jing Chen asked a question with such uncertainty.

“Yes.” This time, Mu Lin did not deliberately avoid or beat around the bush, “I have made up my mind.”

Jing Chen involuntarily became a bit apprehensive, his breath noticeably heavier.

“I accept your invitation.”