"Alright, Young Master Mu."
Qiao Yin nodded, changing the subject: "Why are you in the hospital, Young Master Mu? Are you sick?"
"No, it's my dad. It's not quite serious though. He tends to exaggerate his health condition just to force me into taking over the Corporation."
"It's good that it's nothing serious."
"You're soaked, it's very easy to catch a cold. Get into my car and dry off. If you don't mind, I have an unworn shirt that you could use for the time being."
Qiao Yin knew she was in a mess, but she didn't want to trouble him. In her heart, he was a boss, not a friend.
"No need, Young Master Mu, I can just change clothes when I get home."
"What if I wanted to discuss some work with you?"
"Where's your car, Young Master Mu?"
Dongfang Mu gently laughed: "You workaholic, only willing to get on the car when there's work to be discussed."
"I'm just afraid I might dirty your car."