Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 166: Seeking Lin Hai to Inquire About Lin Qian’s Past

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Seeking Lin Hai to Inquire About Lin Qian’s Past

Zhao Wan was frantic, "Yin Moran, I’m just trying to remind you kindly, why are you being so stubborn!"

"Shut up, do you want to destroy the Zhao Family?"

"Yeah, Wanwan, what kind of situation is this? Is it necessary for you to step forward?"

"..."

The Zhao couple hastily pulled Zhao Wan away.

Seeing Yin Moran getting angry, everyone knew he wasn’t joking. They dared not speak their rage, and one after another, they started deleting the photos saved in their phones.

After all, the Yins were the leading family in Su City, and every major family had business dealings with them to a greater or lesser extent. They did not want to ruin their family’s business over their own missteps.

Lin Qian stood quietly, watching the diverse reactions around her, her heart squeezed tight.

For her, Yin Moran had offended the powerful repeatedly, and she truly felt extremely guilty.

Was what he was doing really worth it?

She was just a small and lowly woman; was it really okay for him to stand up for her like this?

And what could she bring to him besides negative impacts?

She felt so distressed and so powerless!

The force on her hand increased slightly, pulling Lin Qian’s thoughts back.

She turned her head to look at the man beside her.

The icy aura that had enveloped him was now completely withdrawn, and his dark eyes gazed at her with steadfast tenderness.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you and Zirui back first."

His calm words brought a reassuring serenity.

Lin Qian looked at him, opened her mouth but found herself without words.

At that moment, there was the sound of a crash, the sound of plates being smashed.

The noise of the guests ceased, and the banquet hall fell silent; all eyes turned toward the source of the noise.

There sat Mrs. Yin, Zhong Liqing.

At that moment, her face was extremely ugly, frantically sweeping everything on the table onto the floor.

Her younger sister, Zhong Lifeng, looked panicked, attempting to grab hold of Zhong Liqing but was shoved away.

Mom has been provoked!

Yin Moran’s dark eyes suddenly narrowed, and he quickly grabbed Yin Qinglan who had been following beside him and was attempting to rush toward Zhong Liqing, "Qinglan, help me send Lin Qian and Zirui back first. Leave by the hotel’s back entrance."

Yin Qinglan paused, then nodded, "Okay, brother, I’ll leave this to you. Lin Qian, Zirui, let’s go."

Lin Qian stared blankly at the scene not far away, still able to hear Zhong Liqing’s cursing.

"Bad women, all bad women! You like to seduce men that much? You vixens..."

Had she thought of the past?

Had she linked her with the mistress who had broken up her family?

Lin Qian bit her lip, feeling even guiltier.

It was her appearance that had turned what should have been a grand birthday celebration into a complete disaster.

She was the sinner!

"Mommy, let’s go."

Chu Ziyang tugged at Lin Qian’s slender hand, his little face tight with tension.

Lin Qian steadied herself, forced a smile, took Chu Ziyang’s hand, and followed Yin Qinglan out of the hotel’s back door.

The banquet hall was noisy, and Qiao Xiya, seeing Yin Moran and Lin Qian part ways, curled up the corners of her mouth in triumph.

Her gaze swept to Zhong Liqing, who was now being held by Yin Moran, feeling even more smug inside.

She was satisfied with this outcome.

The suggestive photos of Lin Qian with a man had triggered Zhong Liqing, causing her to lose her mind in the banquet hall.

Could the Yin Family still accept Lin Qian after this?

Could Lin Qian still be with Yin Moran?

Clearly, that was impossible!

Qiao Xiya’s phone vibrated a few times. She snapped back to reality, picked up her phone, and glanced at it, a playful glint flashing in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

Yin Moran had given Lin Hai a billion to end the father-daughter relationship with Lin Qian.

But what if this billion was a feint, something Yin Moran had intentionally done for show, with no real intention of giving the money to Lin Hai?

Lin Hai must hate Lin Qian to death, right?

Then, whatever she asked, he just spilled it all?

It was time to find Lin Hai and ask about Lin Qian’s background!

Qiao Xiya got up, put on her sunglasses, and had no intention of staying to watch the drama unfold.

As she passed by a table, her gaze met Gu Yan’s, and the corners of their mouths simultaneously curled up in an unspoken understanding.

They had joined forces to meticulously prepare this farce, all to make Lin Qian’s life miserable!

Outside, in a desolate alley.

Lin Hai leaned against the wall, his face a mottle of blue and purple, his body shaking with rage.

He had left the hotel in high spirits with the cheque Yin Moran had given him, only to be robbed halfway by thugs.

And those thugs were actually sent by Yin Moran!

Yin Moran!

That sneaky, despicable hypocrite!

In front of everyone, he acted magnanimous, giving him a hundred million.

But as soon as he left, he sent men to beat him up and tear up the cheque into shreds.

His money!

His hundred million!

Lin Hai’s battered old face, angry to the point of spitting blood, kept pounding on his own chest.

The menacing voices of those two thugs kept echoing in his ears.

"Lin Hai, our boss warns you, don’t try to be clever, stop looking for trouble with Lin Qian. Otherwise, it won’t be just a warning like today! If you dare to be ungrateful and ask Lin Qian for money again, he has hundreds of ways to make your life worse than death!"

That cunning, self-righteous Yin Moran!

How could he be so despicably shameless!

"Money! My money!"

Lin Hai, tearfully, despairingly pounded on his chest.

"Hey, Lin Hai, it’s time you paid back Boss Du’s money!"

In front of Lin Hai, stood two ruffian-looking men, demanding money from him.

"Money? Where do I have any money?"

Lin Hai wiped away his tears, grabbing one of the men’s trouser legs, "Brother, can you help me get the money from Yin Moran? That sneaky, deceitful man, he went back on his word and took back the hundred million he gave me!"

"Lin Hai, don’t try to fool us! Pay up quickly! If you don’t pay, don’t blame us for being impolite."

The man kicked Lin Hai away and raised his fists threateningly.

"Don’t hit me, don’t hit me, I’m telling the truth! Yin Moran really gave me a hundred million, my hundred million!"

Lin Hai, heartbroken, thinking of the hundred million freshly in his hands now turned to shredded paper, wailed bitterly once more.

"Damn it, old man, you’re putting on airs again, we’ll teach you a lesson!"

The men cursed, grabbing Lin Hai by the shirt, ready to strike.

"Stop."

A stern voice came from behind.

They all turned to see two men in black approaching, followed by a woman.

Wearing dark sunglasses and wrapped up tightly, it was Qiao Xiya.

"What are you doing? Do you know who he is?"

Qiao Xiya took off her sunglasses, looking at the two men with feigned indignation.

"Isn’t he just Lin Hai? He owes our Boss Du money, and now he’s trying to weasel out, we need to teach him a lesson."

"He owes you money? Haven’t you watched the news? He’s got a cheque worth a hundred million on him!"

Qiao Xiya pretended to be surprised.

Hearing about the hundred million again, Lin Hai cried out once more, "A hundred million, my hundred million! Heartless Yin Moran, I will never coexist with you!"

Was this a state of utter desperation?

A smug smile curled at the corners of Qiao Xiya’s mouth as her beautiful almond eyes flickered with cunning.

Her gaze swept toward the two men opposite her, they nodded slightly to her, an unspoken connivance between them.