Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 141 Deserves Not to Catch Up with Wife

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 Deserves Not to Catch Up with Wife

Meili.

The luxurious private room was bathed in dim lighting, the coffee table adorned with exquisitely prepared delicacies and drinks.

Nangong Li lazily leaned on the sofa, sipping his drink, his slender, peach blossom eyes lingering on the woman beside him.

Seated next to him was Yin Qinglan, clad in a long blue dress, carrying herself with extraordinary nobility and elegance.

The hem of her dress reached her calves, revealing delicate and slender ankles.

Her beautiful ankles, under the illumination of the light, emitted a glowing halo that made one want to pick them up and marvel at them closely.

Nangong Li squinted his eyes slightly, his long arm on the sofa stirred, feeling the urge to pull the person into his arms for a deep kiss.

However, though he wanted to, he ended up just pouring more alcohol into his mouth.

"Li, where is my brother now? Did he really pick up Lin Qian and her child and bring them back to his villa a few days ago? Is he really pursuing Lin Qian?"

Yin Qinglan tucked some stray hairs behind her ear, still unable to believe what she had heard.

During this period, she had been accompanying Zhong Liqing abroad for treatment and recuperation.

She had returned to the country ahead of schedule today, but heard this news from Nangong Li.

She was both shocked and somewhat incredulous.

Yin Moran surely knew Lin Qian had a face that wasn’t to the liking of many, so why did he continue to pursue her?

Wasn’t he afraid of causing discord at home?

"Yeah, when have I ever lied to you?"

Nangong Li fiddled with his wine glass, replying nonchalantly.

"But this isn’t right, my mom simply can’t tolerate Lin Qian, and my brother..."

"Qinglan!"

Nangong Li put down his wine glass, moved closer to Yin Qinglan, twisted her body towards him, making her face him directly.

"On this trip, all you’ve asked about is your brother; besides him, don’t you care about anyone else?"

He felt somewhat displeased.

It was quite awful to feel unvalued!

The man’s slender eyes under the light appeared especially profound, and his originally demonically handsome face became extremely serious as his smile faded.

Yin Qinglan’s heart skipped a beat, she quickly lowered her eyelids, moved her body slightly to break free from Nangong Li’s grasp, and sat sideways, uncomfortable adjusting the hair by her ear.

"Of course, I have other people to care about. Like my grandparents, my friends, and many others."

"And what about me? Don’t you care about me at all?" Nangong Li pressed.

"You probably aren’t lacking people who care about you, are you?"

Yin Qinglan forked a piece of melon into her mouth, "That model Mei, that pop star, people who want to care for you could line up from one end of the street to the other, I just don’t want to join the clamor."

"Big Mei, little Mei? Qinglan, are you jealous?"

Nangong Li’s peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, a flicker of pleasure rising in his heart.

"I am not, I am only concerned about your well-being because of my brother."

Yin Qinglan glanced at Nangong Li, her gaze fleetingly swept towards his lower body.

Nangong Li’s handsome face darkened, he pulled her into his arms in one swift motion, pinched her delicate chin, staring at her red lips, his dark eyes flickering with a dangerous aura, "Qinglan, what are you questioning? Keep spouting nonsense and I might just kiss you."

The lights were dim, flickering with an ambiguous glow, their eyes locked, each reflecting the image of the other.

Nangong Li’s breath turned heavy, just as he was about to act, the door was pushed open, and Yin Moran’s tall figure walked in with the chill of the outside air.

Both occupants of the room were startled at once, Yin Qinglan’s face flushed with a racing heart, hurriedly pushing Nangong Li away.

"Brother, you... you finally came? We were almost starving to death."

Yin Moran slightly raised an eyebrow, his gaze drifting over two people, one red-faced and the other visibly displeased.

"If you’re hungry, just start eating, no need to wait for me on purpose."

"What are you saying, since you surely know that your sister puts you first."

Having one’s expected benefits interrupted right in front of them, Nangong Li’s face wore a look of sullen resentment infused with jealousy, his handsome face stretched long.

He inwardly cursed that someone rightly deserved not catching his wife!

Yin Moran hooked the corner of his lips and, rolling up the cuffs of his shirt elegantly, took the wine glass handed by Yin Qinglan and seemingly added salt to someone’s wound, "You have an objection? Even if you do, you can only be envious for a lifetime."

Hehe!

Nangong Li gave a cool laugh and changed the topic, "Old Yin, my goddaughter called me. She said you are so stupid and useless, you managed to drive away the wife she had finally brought to you, and told me I absolutely have to help you win her back. Old Yin, not to speak out of turn, but in front of women, you should really drop your pride, or else get ready to live as a bachelor forever!"

Someone showing off in front of him?

Finally, he could retaliate!

Nangong Li felt immensely satisfied as he watched someone’s handsome face visibly fall.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop in an instant, the look someone shot over as sharp as a blade, capable of killing without a weapon.

Having fired his verbal shot, Nangong Li touched his nose, still not quite daring to stir up trouble.

Seeing the disapproval in Yin Qinglan’s glares, Nangong Li coughed lightly and stood up, "I’m going to take a leak; you guys go ahead and eat."

Damn!

Got mouthy for a moment there and offended someone!

Better let him cool off before I come back!

Nangong Li left the private room, leaving Yin Qinglan looking at Yin Moran, who was without any clue, and hesitantly asked, "Brother, are you serious about Lin Qian? But mom, she..."

"Qinglan, it’s been hard on you while mom’s been abroad; she’s in a better state now, isn’t she?"

Yin Moran cut off Yin Qinglan’s words, his articulate large hand holding the wine glass, his deep eyes unfathomable and emotions unclear.

"Yes, the doctor changed her to another treatment plan, they everyday..."

Yin Qinglan paused and suddenly understood the reasoning.

She looked straight at Yin Moran, "So, brother, the treatment method for mom now, was it intentionally arranged by you? So that she won’t have those outbursts when she sees Lin Qian in the future?"

Her brother was meticulous in his planning, always strategizing thoroughly.

So, he was determined to marry Lin Qian?

Yin Moran didn’t speak, just drained the wine in his glass, his deep eyes gazing forward, emitting a sense of calm and collectedness.

Outside, Nangong Li casually strolled to the edge of the corridor, watching the bustling scene in the lobby below and curled his lips.

The music was stirring, the crowd in the dance floor surged, and the laser lights swept everywhere, casting shadowy figures.

Having waited long enough, he turned to head back to the private room.

A casual glance, however, caught a familiar silhouette.

Nangong Li narrowed his eyes, stroking his chin, his lips curling with interest.

What a coincidence indeed!

Who else could it be preparing to come upstairs in the lobby if not Lin Qian?

And she was accompanied by a beautiful woman; her purpose for being here today was...

Nangong Li was about to go downstairs, but his step paused when he saw another person.

Now this was getting even more interesting!

The person welcoming Lin Qian turned out to be Su Yu’an!

Old Yin, oh Old Yin!

Your romantic rival is mounting a fierce attack!