Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 121: Are You Waiting for Your Sponsor?

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Are You Waiting for Your Sponsor?

"Lin Qian, you... you..."

Get the hell away from me!

Swearing almost slipped out, but Liu Yang had to muster all his strength to hold back the words he was about to say.

With his face contorting, he turned his head away and took a deep breath, barely maintaining a smile as he stood up and feigned support for Lin Qian, "Miss Lin offers a toast, I must drink, let’s go for it."

The man’s hand lightly rested on Lin Qian’s shoulder as he downed the drink in his glass in one gulp.

Lin Qian’s brows slightly furrowed, resisting the urge to knock his hand away and took a sip of her drink.

Old man, she didn’t believe that the strong garlic taste in her mouth wouldn’t knock him over.

"Manager Liu, you sure can hold your liquor. Please, take a seat, I’ll pour you another glass."

As Lin Qian reached for the wine, she avoided Liu Yang’s hand and deliberately leaned close to him to talk face-to-face.

The smell of garlic was still pungent. Liu Yang, unable to endure it, waved his hand at Lin Qian while covering his nose, "Don’t trouble yourself, Miss Lin, I can manage. The food will get cold; go ahead and sit down to eat."

That’s more like it.

Lin Qian chuckled to herself quietly, "Alright, then I shall be as you wish."

Lin Qian returned to her seat and started eating at her leisure.

"Mmm, the dishes here taste good, Manager Liu, you should eat more."

Lin Qian ate blissfully and even politely offered Liu Yang some dishes with her chopsticks.

Liu Yang took a sip of his drink and glanced at Lin Qian’s smiling face, chuckling dryly a couple of times as he lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in them.

Such a clever woman, he had wanted to take advantage of the situation, but it didn’t go quite as he’d hoped...

But what difference does a smart woman make?

She could still be outwitted!

The meal was eaten with each harboring their own thoughts.

Lin Qian, having eaten her fill, wiped her mouth and took out the contract from her bag, handing it to Liu Yang.

"Manager Liu, I’ll have to trouble you to sign your name."

The meal was over, and if Liu Yang didn’t sign now, it would mean he had no intention of cooperating.

She wouldn’t have to stick around anymore.

Liu Yang glanced at Lin Qian, eyeing her pleasant smile, and curved the corner of his lips, "Alright, I’ll sign."

The man uncapped the pen and quickly signed his name with swift strokes.

Lin Qian took the contract and looked at the signature with satisfaction, smiling contentedly.

At last, the matter was smoothly taken care of!

Joyful!

"Manager Liu, I’ve got to head back to my store, so I’ll be leaving first. Please, take your time eating, no rush."

"Sure, Miss Lin, thank you for your generous hospitality."

Liu Yang raised his glass to Lin Qian and watched as her slender figure left the private room, downing what was left in his glass.

A hint of garlic still seemed to linger in his nose, his face wrinkled with disdain as he stood up and went over to a potted plant. He pulled out a hidden camera from within.

Fiddling with it for a moment, Liu Yang curled his lips into a smirk, his face wearing a playful expression.

Someone wanted to ruin Lin Qian’s reputation, and no matter how cautious she was, she could never be too careful.

Sometimes, rumors do not require the person to have actually done anything; a few dubious photos are often enough.

Outside, Lin Qian took a deep breath, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

Mission accomplished!

All thanks to Fang Tong!

Thinking of Liu Yang’s constipated expression, Lin Qian couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Fang Tong.

"Fang Tong, I’ve finished eating and am about to head back."

But before returning, she needed to chew a piece of gum and freshen her breath, lest she sicken the customers back at the store.

"The order is signed? Wait for me, I’ll be right out."

Miss Fang sent a message back, and Lin Qian, with curved lips, replied with a single affirmative character.

She was about to step aside when a woman came around the corner.

Dressed in a fitting sheath dress and walking in a pair of high heels, her skirt fluttered elegantly with each step.

Lin Qian glanced casually and recognized the woman as Qiao Xiya, even though she was wearing sunglasses.

Following her was someone Lin Qian hadn’t seen in a while, Shen Bing.

Had Shen Bing been fired from MXL and was now mixing with Qiao Xiya?

Lin Qian’s eyes twinkled as she took a step back and stood aside.

It’s always better to stay away from those whose presence clashes with one’s own.

However, Qiao Xiya didn’t seem to share the same idea.

She stopped in front of Lin Qian, took off her sunglasses, and looked her up and down with a lifted chin and a haughty air.

"Lin Qian? What are you doing standing here? Oh, I know. Retail clerks like you have to be clever about making sales, right? Are you here waiting for your sugar daddy?"

The sarcasm and contempt in her voice made Lin Qian laugh.

"Miss Qiao, you’re here for a meal too, aren’t you? I understand. People in the entertainment industry always need to network extensively. I get that you’re here to dine."

Her smile was light, and her words laden with implication.

Qiao Xiya’s face changed, and she glared at Lin Qian fiercely.

Implying that she, a sharp-tongued woman, had come here to meet a sugar daddy?

Had she forgotten who her backers were, that she would need a sugar daddy?

Just as Qiao Xiya was about to retort, Fang Tong’s sweet voice called out from not far away, "Lin Qian."

Seeing Fang Tong approaching, Lin Qian chose not to engage with Qiao Xiya any further, and greeted her with a smile, "Fang Tong."

"Here, have a piece of chewing gum first."

Fang Tong popped a piece of gum into Lin Qian’s mouth, "How’s it going, all good?"

"It’s going incredibly well. Fang Tong, how should I thank you?"

She was truly considerate.

Not only did she offer strategies, but she also anticipated Lin Qian’s needs, providing her with chewing gum.

She adored her!

Lin Qian chewed on the gum, her eyes smiling as she spoke.

"Well, considering your fair skin and pretty face, maybe I should toughen up and let you sweep me off my feet!"

Fang Tong joked playfully, making Lin Qian chuckle, "You, always joking! Be careful or your fans might just turn into passersby when they hear you."

"Hehe, this is who I really am. True fans won’t stop supporting me because of it."

"Yes, yes, your charm is the greatest."

"That’s right..."

As Lin Qian and Fang Tong bantered, several men in suits and a woman approached.

Sweeping her gaze over them, Fang Tong said with a smile, "I appreciate the honour of your presence for a simple meal today. Please rest assured, I will do my best in the shoot and not bring any shame to the Yins."

These were several of the Yins’ executives and her agent; they had just finished dining together.

"Miss Fang has an excellent image and is very professional. We hope for the opportunity to collaborate for the long term," said one of the middle-aged men with a smile.

"Thank you, I’m looking forward to it."

Fang Tong extended her hand graciously and shook hands with them as they said their goodbyes.

Qiao Xiya, who had been indifferent so far, changed her expression upon witnessing this scene.

She recognized the men, one of whom was the advertising manager specifically responsible for the Yins’ new product endorsements.

Were they saying that this unknown woman was the new face for the Yins’ product?

Qiao Xiya felt a surge of fury.

She rushed forward to the group and looked at one of them, "Manager Fu, who is she? Please don’t tell me she is the face of the new product for the Yins?"

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