Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 174 Such a Thoughtful Warm Man

Chapter 174: Chapter 174 Such a Thoughtful Warm Man

West City Night Market.

Lines of streetlights along the road cast a warm yellow glow.

The aroma of food permeated the air, accompanied by the shouts of vendors, creating a lively atmosphere brimming with life.

Among the bustling crowd, groups of three or two walked together, chatting and laughing merrily.

Lin Qian held Yin Moran’s hand, her large apricot eyes glittering with excitement as she observed the delicacies offered by each shop.

"Moran, what do you want to eat?"

Lin Qian licked her dry lips as she asked for Yin Moran’s input, her gaze lingering fondly on the food stalls.

Yin Moran frowned slightly, "Are you sure you want to eat here?"

He was born into a wealthy family and had only eaten food prepared by top chefs; he had never dined in places like this.

"Hmm!"

Lin Qian’s apricot eyes sparkled as she turned to look at Yin Moran. Seeing his slightly furrowed brow, she blinked and tentatively asked, "You... don’t like it? If not, we can..."

"I’m happy if you’re happy!"

Yin Moran responded softly, his handsome brows and eyes regaining their usual composure. His gaze towards her was filled with warmth.

Lin Qian was momentarily stunned, a sweet warmth slowly rising in her heart.

She had forgotten he was born into privilege and had never experienced dining in ordinary areas.

But now, he was willing to stay by her side just because she liked it.

What a considerate man!

Lin Qian felt a tenderness blooming inside her, her lips curving into a sweet smile, "Moran, let me treat you today! I promise you won’t regret coming here with me to eat."

She looked delighted!

Yin Moran slightly lowered his gaze to look at the hand she was holding and slightly arched his lips.

"Really? What if I do regret it?"

"That’s impossible!"

Lin Qian trusted her tastes and turned to look at the excessively handsome man, her apricot eyes twinkling, "If you do regret it, then... you can decide the penalty."

He can decide the penalty?

Yin Moran raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of mischievous light flickering in his eyes.

He held her hand back and leaned in closer to her, whispering in her ear, "Really... I can decide the penalty?"

Perhaps even a kiss or a hug, doing things adults do?

Yin Moran chuckled internally.

The noise from outside was boisterous, but his seductive voice, carried by the gentle breeze into her ear, held a different allure.

Lin Qian’s ears heated up, "Cough, I won’t give you such an opportunity."

Can we not speak so ambiguously?

Although, deep down, she was indeed thinking about what he implied!

Really... not giving him a chance?

Yin Moran didn’t say anything but simply smiled contentedly, letting her lead him into a shop.

"Welcome guests! Please take a seat."

The owner greeted them warmly. Lin Qian chose a table inside, took a napkin, and kindly wiped down his spot before letting him sit down.

Yin Moran sat down gracefully, surveying his surroundings, attracting many admiring and envious gazes.

Such glances were not unfamiliar to him; Yin Moran’s handsome face turned cold in an instant, making him seem unapproachable.

"Wow, what a handsome man! But his gaze towards us is so indifferent."

"That’s right! His gaze only softens when he looks at that girl."

"I’m so envious of that girl! Look at the man’s clothes and demeanor; he’s obviously a high-status elite."

"Hey, doesn’t that girl look familiar? She looks like the girl from the news."

"That’s her! She’s the one who captivated Su City’s top tycoon!"

"..."

Whispers continued to float around, Lin Qian’s smile slightly faded, and her eyes showed an apologetic expression as she looked at Yin Moran.

How could she forget that her identity was sensitive now, and that wherever she went, she would become the object of others’ gossip.

Yet, she still brought him along to flaunt through the city, letting him share in the pointing fingers!

"Moran, should we go somewhere else to eat?"

"No need."

Yin Moran’s thin lips curled slightly, his piercing gaze sweeping over the crowd as he pulled out his phone and made a call.

"Han Chen, issue a statement in my name. If any media or individual continues to publish or recklessly discuss any false reports concerning Lin Qian, they should prepare to receive a lawyer’s letter from Yin Group."

His strong and domineering voice carried an air of authority that brooked no disagreement.

A few young girls who had been pointing and whispering at the pair suddenly clammed up and sneakily glanced at Yin Moran.

Everyone had heard of the Yins; knowing their own lowly status, they wouldn’t dare to throw stones against such a giant and invite troubles just because of their fast tongues.

If they wanted to gossip, they could wait until there was no one around.

Finally, peace reigned around their ears.

Lin Qian glanced at Yin Moran, her lips pursing slightly.

Although his approach was a bit authoritarian, it was currently the most direct way to protect her from harassment.

She was touched!

"What would you like to eat?"

A waiter came over to ask, and Lin Qian refocused and began ordering their signature dishes.

"Two bowls of chicken soup and duck blood wontons, plus two skewers of squid, two skewers of rice cakes, two skewers of..."

Lin Qian finished ordering, then saw Yin Moran raising his eyebrows, sizing her up.

That look, why did it feel like he was measuring her dimensions?

Lin Qian wrapped her coat tighter around herself, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Looking at how much you’re eating, wondering where all the meat goes."

Her waist was so thin it looked as though it could snap with a bend, too thin.

But there are two parts that are... still somewhat acceptable.

Yin Moran’s gaze swept over someone’s chest area, and his mind conjured up certain scenes, suddenly causing his breathing to become a bit irregular.

Lin Qian: "..."

This man, was he implying that she can eat?

And where was he looking?

Did he mean to say that despite eating so much, certain places didn’t gain weight?

Lin Qian bit her lip and deliberately puffed out her chest, "I call this being lucky. How I eat and don’t get fat, you wouldn’t believe how many girls envy me. Besides, I do grow where it matters! Where it should be thin, it’s thin; where it should gain, it’s gained!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Yin Moran took a sip of tea from the cup in front of him, his eyes full of teasing.

His voice had a magnetic lilt at the end, mischievously charming.

This man, he always liked to tease her for fun.

Lin Qian huffed lightly, about to retort, when she heard the man continue, "Hope I can soon witness whether what you said is true."

Lin Qian: "..."

This man, was he hinting at her to speed things up with him?

Unknowingly, a vision appeared in her mind.

On a luxurious big bed, the man’s long fingers unbuttoning her shirt one by one, his dark, deep eyes staring at her...

Heat flushed her face, and Lin Qian quickly shook off those embarrassing images, "Yin Moran, please don’t be a coward!"

"Hmm? Qianqian, how do you know what I was thinking? Is it because... you were thinking it too?"

"Yin Moran, when did I think that?"

"Qianqian, your eyes speak volumes; I understand."

"Nonsense! Yin Moran, keep talking, and I won’t talk to you anymore."

"Really... not going to talk to me anymore?"

"..."