Qiao Yin nearly spat out her tea, "What?! After I healed his grandfather, he can't possibly repay kindness with enmity!"
The gentle smile on Dongfang Mu's face froze, "How can this be repaying kindness with enmity? Do you really not want to marry me that much?"
Qiao Yin instinctively glanced at Xie Shiyun, who was sitting beside Dongfang Mu. She hadn't forgotten how Xie Shiyun had berated her in the past, nor had she forgotten how much Xie Shiyun disliked her being close to Dongfang Mu.
Xie Shiyun had been silently listening to her son talking with Qiao Yin. Seeing Qiao Yin look at her, she finally spoke up, "Doctor Qiao, the old master indeed had the idea of Mu marrying you. Mu himself is very fond of you, too. However, his fondness for you isn't because you saved his grandfather; he had already taken a liking to you before that."
"Is that so?"
Qiao Yin vaguely guessed why she hadn't left and instead had come with Dongfang Mu to her office.