Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 172: Turns Out He Is His Own Father

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Turns Out He Is His Own Father

Lin Zirui sat on the sofa, simply telling Chu Yelin how he had ended up there while at the same time sharing the story of the four years he and his mother, Lin Qian, had depended solely on each other.

Chu Yelin listened quietly, not interrupting Lin Zirui’s words. His slender fingers continuously stroked a string of beads on his wrist, his handsome face inscrutable, showing no hint of emotion.

"Alright, that’s mine and Mommy’s story, now it’s my turn to ask you." Lin Zirui, looking at Chu Yelin with a pair of clear eyes, asked, "Do Ziyang and you share a blood relationship? Am I actually your biological son, or did you buy me from my maternal grandfather? And my sister? Where is she?"

A series of questions thrown forward, filled with an urgent anticipation.

Chu Yelin chuckled lightly and scratched the center of his brow with his hand.

"Indeed, I bought Ziyang from your maternal grandfather for ten million. However, we’ve done a gene comparison, and it shows that we do have a blood relation. As for your sister..."

Chu Yelin’s cool, ink-dark eyes slightly moved, "She’s gone."

Gone?

My sister has passed away?

Lin Zirui furrowed his small eyebrows and stared steadily at Chu Yelin.

So, it turns out he is my father!

Very unfamiliar and very unreal, with no sense of closeness!

Isn’t it said that when people who are related by blood come together, there’s an inexplicable feeling of familiarity?

But it seems like I don’t feel it!

This man gives off a gloomy, cold feeling, not even as amiable as Mr. Yin.

Maybe it’s just because we’ve just met?

His mind a whirlwind of thoughts, Lin Zirui suddenly thought of a question.

If he found his father, what about Mr. Yin?

"Um, do you know, four years ago, you hurt Mommy really bad! She must hate you deep down, why did you do that?"

Grandfather did it for money, what about him?

What for?

At this, Chu Yelin faintly smiled without speaking; he stood up, looking down at him from a height, "Child, don’t ask too many questions about adult matters."

"Then do you want to reunite our family? Do you want to be together with Mommy?"

Lin Zirui hurriedly slid off the sofa and looked up at the tall man in front of him.

"And you? Do you want me to be with your mother, do you want the family to be reunited?"

Interest flickered through the depths of Chu Yelin’s dark eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"I..."

Lin Zirui’s brows were tightly furrowed, his face filled with conflict.

He didn’t quite know how to answer.

Of course, he wanted his family to be together—then no one would say he was a child with no father.

But what about Mommy?

What about Mr. Yin?

Mommy’s beloved isn’t this so-called father!

"Alright, think it over and try to get some sleep," Chu Yelin said, watching Lin Zirui’s troubled brow, a hint of cold sharpness briefly passing through his eyes.

Is the magic of blood relations really so wondrous?

Can it make two people who have just met feel kindness towards each other?

He did not believe such superstitions!

"I can’t sleep! Where’s my phone? I want to call Mommy, I want to tell her everything that’s happened here."

Lin Zirui hastily stood in front of Chu Yelin, asking for his phone.

Chu Yelin’s breath was cold, his gaze fixed intently on the little figure in front of him, his face unreadable.

At that moment, there was a scramble of footsteps at the door.

Following that, someone burst in.

"You little rascal, where’s my apprentice? Has he returned?"

Hearing the withered voice, Chu Yelin’s brows furrowed slightly, with a hint of helpless mirth flickering in his eyes.

Turning around, he nodded slightly towards the person at the door, "Teacher."

Qi Kun glanced at him but didn’t bother to respond, his old eyes already gazing eagerly at Lin Zirui, his face breaking into a joyful smile.

"Hey, my good little disciple, come on, follow Old Qi. I’ve picked a few new herbs, I’ll take you to see them."

Lin Zirui stared blankly at Qi Kun and hastily retreated a large step when his hand was about to touch him, "No, I don’t want to go with you, I’m not Ziyang, I’m Zirui, I want to go back to find my mommy!"

"What Ziyang, Zirui? Went out once and you’re confused? Come here."

Qi Kun grabbed Lin Zirui’s wrist and was about to speak when, upon touching his pulse, he abruptly focused.

Looking once more at the struggling Lin Zirui, he heard Chu Yelin beside him say, "Teacher, he really isn’t Ziyang, he’s Ziyang’s twin brother, Ziyang switched identities with him."

Hearing this, Qi Kun’s eyes bulged, he examined Lin Zirui up and down, his white beard twitching, and the witty sparkles in his age-old eyes.

"Very well, this is even better. Little brat, from now on he should follow me!"

He should follow him!

Panic flashed in Lin Zirui’s eyes, and he desperately struggled to free himself from Qi Kun’s grasp.

But, overpowered by the strength difference, Qi Kun picked him up, preparing to take him away.

"No! Daddy, make him put me down. I don’t want to go with him, I still need to call my mommy, I want to go home!"

Who is this white-bearded old man?

Why is he trying to snatch me away the moment he arrives!

Such an annoying old man!

Lin Zirui kept flailing against Qi Kun’s body.

Lin Kun’s hand was scratched until it bled, eliciting a hiss from him.

"Little thing, mere struggling won’t do. If you come with me, I assure you I’ll teach you the art of escape! Do you know how many great medical experts in the world are scrambling to be my disciples?"

"I don’t care! Stinky old man, let me go! Daddy..."

The door banged shut, silencing the room’s clamor.

Chu Yelin curled the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his head.

This Qi Kun was a medical fanatic, who had spent his life detached from worldly affairs, only engrossed in the study of medicine.

He took a liking to the two kids, wanting them to inherit his legacy, indeed, it was their good fortune.

It’s a blessing others couldn’t even beg for.

Some people’s sons are just born with good luck!

A figure flashed through his mind, Chu Yelin’s face darkened, and the air around him turned chillingly cold.

The ring of the cellphone broke the silence abruptly. Chu Yelin flicked a gaze and took out his phone; his eyes moved subtly upon seeing the caller.

A call from Su City?

Who might that be?

Chu Yelin curled the edge of his lips and answered the call.

"Who is this?"

"Daddy."

Indeed, it was Chu Ziyang.

Chu Yelin’s gaze involuntarily softened, though his tone remained icily detached, "Chu Ziyang, what are you up to?"

"Daddy, I found mommy, you have to come quickly."

"Come? Come for what?"

"To take mommy back, I want our whole family to be together."

The childlike voice traveled through the currents of the call, Chu Yelin’s mouth slightly curled, and a flicker of interest crossed his eyes, beautiful yet tinged with gloom.

Since the little one wished for it, the time for him to step on stage had arrived!

"Hmph, just wait!"

Ending the call, Chu Yelin opened his photo gallery, flipping through the pictures with a mocking curve on his lips.

Yin Moran, you want a family reunion?

What he owes, he’ll eventually claim back!