Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 140 The Most Affectionate Man

Chapter 140: Chapter 140 The Most Affectionate Man

"Eh? Don’t forget about me, I’ll do it for Little Qian."

Fang Tong gave Su Yu’an a radiant smile, took the ointment from his hand, and began applying it on Lin Qian.

Su Yu’an narrowed his eyes, examining Fang Tong closely, looking at her pretty profile, and finally remembered where he had seen her before.

"So it’s you?"

"Yeah! Mr. Su, doing good deeds without leaving a name, in today’s world, there aren’t many good men like you."

Fang Tong continued to apply the ointment on Lin Qian, tilting her head and smiling coquettishly at Su Yu’an.

Su Yu’an chuckled and shook his head, his gaze sweeping casually towards Lin Qian.

Did you hear that?

He is a good man, and if she returns to his side, he will surely pamper her like a little princess.

It’s just a pity...

The word "brother" flashed through his mind, and Su Yu’an lowered his eyes to take a sip of coffee, finding that the bitterness in his heart was as stimulating his nerves as this bitter cup of coffee.

The atmosphere seemed somewhat heavy, and Fang Tong’s beautiful eyes twinkled, livening up the mood, "Mr. Su, when is your piano studio opening? What services do you mainly offer? Do you teach people to play piano?"

"The studio will start a trial opening tomorrow, the services will be quite extensive, and our studio will undertake everything related to pianos; we’ve also hired professional teachers to teach people to play piano."

Su Yu’an looked up, his eyes passing over Lin Qian and onto Fang Tong: "Tonight, the members of our studio are holding a celebration event at Meili. How about you and Qianqian come and join?"

If he had invited Lin Qian alone, she might not have come.

But if he invited both of them together, maybe she would show up.

Perhaps in the future, this would be the only way he could see her, right?

The bitterness inside continued to spread, and Su Yu’an’s dark eyes glanced at Lin Qian, filled with a trace of melancholy and loneliness.

"Sure, what time does it start? Little Qian and I will definitely be there on time."

Fang Tong pinched Lin Qian’s fingers, winked at her, and excitement flashed across her pretty face.

Lin Qian swallowed the words of refusal, bending her lips in a smile towards Su Yu’an, "Yu’an, congratulations."

"Thank you."

Su Yu’an knew that Lin Qian had agreed and a glint of amusement twinkled in his eyes.

He received a phone call just then, glanced at it, and looked up at the two, "I’ve got some business to take care of, so I’ll be leaving first. See you tonight?"

"Sure, Mr. Su, take care, see you tonight."

Fang Tong bid farewell to Su Yu’an with easy grace.

Once he left, Fang Tong also finished applying ointment to both of Lin Qian’s burned hands.

After tightening the lid of the ointment, Fang Tong moved closer to Lin Qian’s side, her beautiful eyes whirling with mischief—

Clearly, she was up to her gossipy antics again.

Lin Qian dodged to the side, "Tong, what are you trying to dig up now? Please keep your drool to yourself."

Playing along, Fang Tong slurped back her drool and threw a flirty glance at Lin Qian, "Come on Little Qian, hurry up and tell me the story between you and Su Yu’an!"

"Ah, there’s not much to tell, have you finished your drink? Shall we go?"

"Tell tell tell, come on, spill it!" Fang Tong clung to Lin Qian’s arm, blinking her beautiful eyes and acting coy.

Lin Qian found it funny, her almond-shaped eyes rolling, "Then you tell me first, are you into Yu’an..."

"Cough cough, he is indeed my type, but, well, people know he’s already taken!"

"But he doesn’t like his fiancée, and who knows what the future holds?"

"Hehe, that’s why I want you to tell me everything about him."

"Oh, Tong, you’re so bad."

"..."

Both of them got up and left the coffee shop. Lin Qian roughly recounted to Fang Tong the situation between herself, Su Yu’an, and Gu Yan.

Fang Tong listened with rapt attention, and when she learned that four years ago, Su Yu’an left Lin Qian because he was ill, she couldn’t help but be moved to tears.

"Um, Su Yu’an is really the most responsible and deeply loving man I’ve ever met. Qian, don’t you really want to go back to him?"

Don’t want to go back to him?

Lin Qian curled the corner of her mouth, looked up at the sun in the sky, and sighed, "I probably won’t. I made things clear to him early on."

It was probably just a case of being destined but not fated.

Everyone goes through a period of the most dazzling love during their youth.

As time changes, so does a person’s state of mind.

Maybe those wonderful times can only remain deep in memory, to be slowly savored in the river of memory when one grows old.

"Qian, do you choose not to look back because of Yin Moran’s appearance?"

Suddenly, Fang Tong’s voice rang in her ear. Lin Qian came back to her senses, her apricot eyes flickering as she tidied the hair beside her ear.

"Don’t talk nonsense! Tong, I don’t want to date anyone right now, no matter who it is. I’m from a different world than they are, and I don’t want to get into trouble, just like what happened just now, being targeted out of the blue."

"Ha? Are you talking about Qiao Xiya? Qian, you’re backing down now? I remember just now, in front of Qiao Xiya, you were so fierce!"

Fang Tong teased Lin Qian and started imitating her, "What did you say at the time? ’Miss Qiao, you are not unaware that lately I’ve clung to a big strong leg. Just a little coquetry on my part, and not just this extra’s money, but even you, the leading actress, could be replaced by someone I like. After all, we’ve all seen precedents, haven’t we?’"

"Fang, Tong!" Lin Qian cried out, both laughing and crying, and punched Fang Tong lightly.

"Ouch, Qian, I really didn’t see it coming. You’re either silent, or when you do speak, you hit right at the heart. You should have seen the look on Qiao Xiya’s face right then; she almost twisted it!"

"Hey, hey, I was just scaring her; how could Yin Moran actually listen to me?"

"I don’t think so! Qian, don’t sell yourself short. Get your spirits up and hold on tight to Yin Moran’s strong leg."

"..."

The two of them chatted and laughed sporadically as they shopped the entire day, visiting countless stores and discussing what opening gift to buy for Su Yu’an as well as what kind of gift would be suitable for Yin Moran.

...

Night fell.

In the president’s office of Yin Group, Yin Moran sat dignified and enchanting in his executive chair, his head bowed in work.

The ringing of a phone interrupted his workflow.

He glanced at the phone beside him, pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and answered the call.

"Li."

"Still at work? I’ve arrived at Meili with Qinglan; hurry over."

The magnetic voice of Nangong Li echoed through the earpiece. Yin Moran acknowledged with a hum and hung up.

His gaze drifted to the brightly lit landscape outside the floor-to-ceiling window, indicating the day was drawing to a close.

A charming figure flashed through his mind, and Yin Moran’s dark eyes deepened, his jawline tensing slightly.

Habit really was a frightening thing. Without the need to pick her up after work, it seemed there was much less joy in life.

A mocking smile flickered at the corner of his mouth. Yin Moran rose, draping his coat over his arm, grabbed his personal items, and walked out with long strides.