Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 146 You Are Lucky

Chapter 146: Chapter 146 You Are Lucky

The bar atmosphere was intense.

Under the dazzling lights, the man swung his robust arms as if he were unaware of his compelling presence, each slam resonating like a knock on everyone’s heartstrings, driving everyone wild.

Lin Qian also stood up, laughing and playing with Fang Tong.

Their spot was very conspicuous, providing a broad view of the stage.

Her gaze stayed fixed on the man on stage, whose eyes, in turn, were always on her.

It was as if he was performing for her alone!

Her heartbeat quickened drastically—whether it was due to the dancing figure or the thought that crossed her mind, she didn’t know.

Look at her, getting ahead of herself again!

"Lin, do you see? Is Old Yin handsome or not? Does he look passionate? Right now, his eyes are only for you!" Nangong Li’s loud voice stood out in the lively crowd.

"Exactly! Little Qian, you should feel content! Mr. Yin is a high-ranking leader of the Yins, his status is so noble, and now he’s unexpectedly performing as a drummer, which is really surprising." Fang Tong rarely harmonized with Nangong Li, but she did now, giggling towards Lin Qian.

"Lin Qian, they are right, you are very lucky." Yin Qinglan, who was usually quiet, chimed in, his eyes showing a trace of envy as he looked at Lin Qian.

Everyone seemed to be playing matchmaker, leaving Lin Qian feeling somewhat dizzy.

Dizzy and unsure how to feel.

Until the music stopped and the man on stage walked off without a word, Lin Qian was still savoring the thrilling performance.

Backstage, Su Yu’an didn’t leave but watched Yin Moran’s entire performance, noting how he calmly stepped down from the stage.

His tall figure, clad in a black shirt and black trousers, appeared exceptionally abstinent yet sexy.

Yet this aloof man had just stirred up a frenzy.

It was somewhat unexpected and somewhat understandable.

Su Yu’an knew that Yin Moran had done this not to be outshone by him.

He was conveying that, in every aspect, he was better than him.

Su Yu’an’s hands unconsciously clenched into fists, feeling bitter.

Because he also realized that, apparently, he was slightly inferior to Yin Moran in every aspect.

"I didn’t expect cousin to have such talent; it’s truly surprising." Su Yu’an, although reluctant to admit it, sincerely complimented him.

Yin Moran neither agreed nor disagreed but quietly said, "Yu’an, I also didn’t expect our cousins to have such similar taste in women. I hope we both find our happiness."

Both find their happiness?

But his beloved had already been taken by him, could he still achieve happiness?

Su Yu’an, watching Yin Moran pass by, blurted out, "Cousin, can I ask you for one thing? Please let me have Qianqian."

Let him have her?

Yin Moran paused in his steps, turned around to look at him, his dark eyes swirling with ink, "Yu’an, we’re all adults. Do you think a woman can be passed around like that?"

Su Yu’an immediately regretted his words.

He must be really lacking in confidence to say such a thing in front of Yin Moran.

"Cousin, I misspoke. I just want to remind you, if you truly want to pursue Qianqian, please take care of the women around you. Don’t let them hurt her. Otherwise, I won’t just sit back and do nothing."

He didn’t know if he would still have a chance in the future, but he wouldn’t let someone like Qiao Xiya harm Lin Qian.

That was his warning to Yin Moran.

Su Yu’an took a deep look at Yin Moran, turned around under his furrowed brows, and left.

Behind him, Yin Moran’s dark eyes narrowed, his face somber and cold.

His woman by his side?

Qiao Xiya?

Did she trip Lin Qian up again?

Outside, in the VIP seats, Nangong Li was telling Lin Qian some embarrassing stories about Yin Moran’s childhood.

"Lin, you don’t know, Old Yin has been a sly guy since his childhood, never speaking up but always playing tricks behind the scenes. Anyone who offended him had to wait for his revenge. So, poor me, I’ve lived under his tyranny since childhood!"

Listening to Nangong Li’s half-serious, half-joking stories, Lin Qian sipped her wine, seemingly able to imagine what Yin Moran was like as a child.

With a cool face, he could punish those who did not agree with him without saying a word.

It seemed a bit like her own darling!

Lin Qian unconsciously projected the image of Yin Moran onto Lin Zirui.

Thinking about her darling’s unintentional display of childishness when clinging to her, her lips couldn’t help but curl into a smile, and she chuckled.

"Lin, you’re right to laugh."

Nangong Li didn’t know about Lin Qian’s little thoughts; he just leaned closer to her, winked, and said, "I have many more stories about Old Yin’s childhood. Do you want to hear them? If you do, then do me a favor."

"A favor? What kind of favor do you want from me?"

Lin Qian asked with a tilted head and a curious face.

"Cough, it’s just to occasionally speak well of me in front of Qinglan."

Nangong Li lowered his voice, "You’re women, and you might be sisters-in-law in the future. Considering how hard I’ve tried to bring you and Old Yin together, my future prospects might rely on you."

Lin Qian: "..."

So he wanted her help with this?

But who asked him to bring her and Yin Moran together?

Lin Qian straightened her hair, cleared her throat, and said, "Well, I’m going to the restroom."

Her head was still dizzy; she needed to calm down and stop all the wild thoughts!

"Hey, Lin, take what I said to heart."

Nangong Li’s voice came from behind her, and Lin Qian pursed her lips, unable to suppress a wry smile.

Would she and Yin Qinglan become sisters-in-law?

Nangong Li was really enthusiastic.

But could there be a possibility with Yin Moran?

Regardless of family background or other aspects, as Yin Moran’s friend, did Nangong Li truly see a future for Yin Moran and her?

But she wasn’t optimistic about their relationship!

As Lin Qian walked distractedly to the basin, she scooped up some cold water and splashed it on her face.

The cold water stimulated her senses and cooled the turmoil inside her.

She took a deep breath, shook her head to rid herself of those tangled thoughts, and dried the water on her face and hands.

Just as she turned to leave, she paused upon spotting the tall figure of the man in front of her.

Yin Moran had come.

His tall stature halted in front of her, his deep eyes silently watching her, like a deep pool, inadvertently drawing her in.

Lin Qian bit her lip, her fingers nervously twisting as her words stumbled, "That, just now... your performance was impressive."

Strictly speaking, this was their first one-on-one interaction since she left the Yin Family villa.

Strangely nervous!

She didn’t even know what she was nervous about.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes were deep, his gaze lingered on Lin Qian’s face watching her eyes dart about, a nervous look on her face, stirring numerous emotions inside him.

He took a long stride closer to Lin Qian, forcing her to step back until she was against the basin.

"Was it impressive? Compared to Su Yu’an, do you think he’s more impressive, or am I?"