Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 108 Mr. Yin is Jealous

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Mr. Yin is Jealous

Upon hearing Candy’s words, Lin Qian was both surprised and proud.

Her gaze swept toward Lin Zirui, "Baby, is this true?"

She had always known that her son was a computer genius, which was why she had sent him off to the prestigious kindergarten.

The kindergarten not only had exceptional teaching staff but also held various competitions different from regular kindergartens, to enable some international research organizations to spot and cultivate suitable talents from an early age.

Her son was, indeed, the best.

"Uh-huh, Mommy, I’m the youngest of all the contestants."

Lin Zirui tried to play it cool, but the starlight in his eyes betrayed his excitement.

He was feeling so proud inside!

"Ha, my son is really incredible. Come here, let Mommy give you a kiss."

Lin Qian walked over to the bed, cupped Lin Zirui’s face, and kissed him on both cheeks.

Lin Zirui’s ears turned slightly red, his face unable to hide his joy.

Behind him came Candy’s sleepy voice, "Um, Zirui is so amazing. Candy feels so dumb; I can’t do anything."

The little cutie’s spirits were down.

Lin Qian turned around smiling, squatted down, and pulled her into a hug, pinching her tender cheeks, "Who said that? Our Little Candy is the world’s cutest princess. You just need to be a happy nut and grow up happily every day."

"Really? If I smile at Mommy every day, Mommy won’t mind that I can’t do anything?"

Candy pouted her little red lips, acting coquettishly towards Lin Qian.

Lin Qian’s heart melted, and she kissed her little cheek again, "How could Auntie dislike you? Auntie couldn’t find enough ways to love you."

"Like me enough to be my mommy, please?"

Candy cleverly seized the opportunity.

Lin Qian couldn’t help but laugh and lifted her up, "Come on, it’s time for both of you to go to your rooms to sleep."

"Ah?"

"Huh?"

Both kids made a surprised sound.

Lin Qian gestured to Lin Zirui on the bed with a finger crook, "The head of the Yin family has spoken; he won’t let me spoil you by letting you stay on my bed. So, you each need to go to your rooms."

"Ah, Daddy, how could you!"

Candy cried out indignantly.

Lin Zirui slowly climbed off the bed, holding his tablet, and said coolly, "Hmm, Mr. Yin is just jealous!"

Lin Qian: "..."

Candy: "..."

Her own son was turning naughty.

"So that’s it!"

Candy’s eyes rolled around, "Mommy, Daddy’s bed is super big, actually we could all sleep together, and then Daddy wouldn’t be jealous."

"Cough, cough, cough."

Lin Qian choked on her saliva, her face flushed a deep red.

"Hehe, Mommy, your face is so red. Are you feeling shy? No need to be shy; just sleep with Daddy a few more times."

Lin Qian: "..."

Little cutie, you really say some shocking things.

"Come on, you two, if you keep talking nonsense, I’ll ignore you."

Lin Qian, her face still red, set Candy down, took one child by each hand, and led them out, herding them back to their rooms.

Phew!

With two cheeky kids around, it really is exhausting.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Lin Qian turned around and saw a man who had just come out of the shower.

Still in that black robe, slightly open at the collar to reveal a lot of honey-colored skin.

His hair not yet dry, and under the warm yellow light of the hallway, appeared to steam slightly.

Walking slowly towards her, like a wanderer of hormones, sexy and enchanting, it was hard to look away.

Lin Qian unconsciously swallowed and gave him a shy smile with her twinkling almond eyes, ready to quickly head back to her room.

"Got a minute? I haven’t had dinner."

The man’s magnetic voice sounded, and Lin Qian paused her steps, turning to look at him.

Was he asking her to cook him a late-night snack?

"What would you like to eat? I’ll go make it for you."

He had helped her so many times, and she was actually worried about not having the opportunity to repay him.

"Anything’s fine."

Yin Moran’s thin lips slightly curved, "Bring it to my study later."

"Okay."

Still working so late.

What a diligent CEO.

Lin Qian curved her lips and quickly went downstairs into the kitchen.

She rummaged through the fridge, and thinking it was late at night and greasy food wasn’t good for the body, she decided to make a bowl of noodles.

For the side dish to accompany the noodles, she fried a steak and an egg.

She added a few vegetable leaves to the cooked noodles and sprinkled some green onions after scooping them up.

Instantly, the aroma of the noodles filled the air, making her swallow involuntarily.

So delicious!

She just didn’t know if a man accustomed to exquisite delicacies would find her cooking too simple.

Never mind that for now.

Lin Qian found a food container, placed the food on it, and carefully went upstairs, knocking on the study door.

After receiving Yin Moran’s permission, Lin Qian entered, "I made a bowl of noodles, eat it while it’s hot."

"Mm, put it there."

Yin Moran was looking down at some documents and did not look up.

These were noodles; they would become soggy after sitting for a while.

Lin Qian pursed her lips, holding the food, she walked to Yin Moran’s side and placed the items on the table one by one.

"Eat first, work later."

The fragrance of the food wafted to his nose.

Her gentle yet assertive tone was very much like that of a hostess.

Yin Moran paused momentarily, turning his head to look at the woman beside him.

She was wearing her own clothes.

A simple T-shirt loosely tucked into jeans, her fair face looked even more beautiful under the light.

Her demeanor was tranquil and indifferent, much like a little wife reminding her husband to take care of his health.

Yin Moran’s eyes flickered, glanced at the steaming food beside him, and moved the documents from his hands.

Lin Qian curved her lips, hurriedly went around to the other side, and diligently helped him tidy the documents on the table.

It was just an accidental glance, but when she saw the pictures of beautiful women under the documents, Lin Qian’s smile stiffened.

Yin Moran was secretly looking at pictures of beautiful women?

Could it be because he lacked a woman’s company, so he resorted to using these pictures for... certain purposes?

For a moment, Lin Qian couldn’t quite describe her feelings, but her eyes looking at Yin Moran were full of strangeness.

Yin Moran had slurped a few strands of noodles and found them tasty. He was about to compliment her when he noticed her strange gaze.

His eyebrows raised slightly, "What?"

What kind of look was that?

Did he have something on his face?

"Uh, it’s nothing. Well, it’s getting late. If you don’t need anything, I’ll head back to my room."

Although his actions were somewhat disappointing, it was his personal quirk, and she had no right to judge.

Before leaving, Lin Qian couldn’t help but glance at those photos of beautiful women again.

All big celebrities!

Ah, men!

"Wait."

A man’s voice called from behind her, tinged with subdued anger.

Lin Qian stopped and turned to look at Yin Moran, "Is there something else?"

Yin Moran’s face was as dark as a pot’s bottom, his long fingers picked up one of the photos, "Lin Qian, what are you thinking? You don’t think I’m sitting here looking at these pictures to vent late at night, do you?"

No wonder he felt her gaze was strange.

Had she not seen these pictures, would she have branded him a pervert?

What on earth was this woman thinking in her head!