Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 175: It’s His Forbidden Zone

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: It’s His Forbidden Zone

As they talked, Lin Qian’s gaze landed on the man’s sexy thin lips, always with a sense of playful banter.

At that moment, the waiter began to serve the food they had ordered.

Lin Qian’s face grew slightly hot, and she picked up her spoon, stirring the chicken soup in her bowl. The light in her sparkling eyes shone through the rising steam as she looked at the man opposite her, "We can start eating now."

Yin Moran glanced at the food, then at the woman opposite him enjoying her meal, and took a sip of chicken soup with his spoon.

The chicken soup was rich and flavorful, a very authentic taste.

He ate a wonton next, its filling chewy and satisfying.

The taste was indeed good!

"How is it? The food here tastes good, doesn’t it?"

After eating several bites, Lin Qian saw Yin Moran eating with his usual elegance and asked with a smile.

Yin Moran paused in his chewing, glanced at the woman’s cherry lips, now more luscious due to the soup, and his sexy lips lifted slightly, "Can I say I regret it?"

He remembered her promise.

If he wasn’t satisfied with the food here, she would be at his disposal.

"You don’t think the food here is delicious? Mr. Yin, remember to be honest!"

Lin Qian blinked her almond-shaped eyes, the beautiful glint in her eyes twinkling brightly.

Playful and adorable, it was hard to contradict her.

Yin Moran didn’t speak, silently curving his lips as he continued eating.

Lin Qian chuckled lightly, picking up a stick of rice cake and taking a gentle nibble.

"Mmm, really tasty, just like four years ago."

Four years ago?

Yin Moran lifted his eyelids, stealing a glance at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian looked at the purple rice cake in her hand, her red lips moving slightly, "Four years ago, after I found out I was no longer the young miss of the Gu Family, I would often come here to eat. Subconsciously, I felt that I needed to accept my civilian identity quickly, that I would have to cut back on expenses. But I hadn’t expected the food here to be so delightful, not inferior at all to the food in those high-end hotels."

The woman’s voice was clear and pleasant, tinged with a hint of gentle nostalgia.

Yin Moran felt a stir in his heart, watching her lovely face, an inexplicable tenderness welling up in him.

He could almost picture her, the confusion and helplessness she must have felt upon learning her identity fours years prior.

A solitary figure dining alone in this place.

Yin Moran’s eyes softened, and his long fingers reached for a napkin beside him, leaning slightly forward to dab away the crumbs at the corner of her mouth.

The man’s gaze was tender, his movements gentle.

Lin Qian was perfectly still, just staring at the man’s handsome face approaching, her breath held involuntarily.

Thump, thump...

Whose heart was beating so joyfully?

"Four years ago, did you often come to eat alone?"

Out of nowhere, the man’s thin lips parted, he asked.

Lin Qian snapped back to reality, blinked, and remembering the subsequent visits...

"No."

"Who else came with you?"

"That... uh..."

"Su Yu’an?"

Yin Moran’s previously leaning body had returned to its original position, and his movements wiping his hands with the napkin were as elegant and composed as always.

Despite the unrippled tone of his voice, Lin Qian detected a hint of coolness.

Was someone bothered by her past with Su Yu’an?

Lin Qian’s almond-shaped eyes moved slightly, and she gave Yin Moran a sweet smile, "Mr. Yin, are you jealous?"

Jealous!

Ha, he would never admit it!

Yin Moran elegantly wiped his mouth with the napkin, flicked open his eyelids, giving her a cool glance.

"Saying nothing is the same as admitting it!"

Lin Qian secretly laughed to herself, tilting her head slightly, looking at the man’s handsome face, "Who doesn’t have a past? Mr. Yin, do you not have one?"

It was an inquisitive probe.

Since they were dating, she also wanted to know about his past!

She wanted to know if he and Qiao Xixian had shared any joyful times.

However, a moment that had been pleasant turned tense due to her question.

The atmosphere around the man grew suddenly cold.

He didn’t answer her question, but his thin lips parted slightly, "The dishes are getting cold, why aren’t you eating?"

Was he unwilling to mention the past?

The smile on Lin Qian’s face subtly receded.

Looking at the handsome yet icy demeanor of the man, her heart felt an inexplicable discomfort.

She lowered her eyes and took a sip of the aromatic chicken soup, only to feel instantly that the chicken soup had lost its flavor.

So, Qiao Xixian was a forbidden zone in his heart?

A past that couldn’t even be mentioned?

Lin Qian swallowed the last wonton, slowly chewing it.

Forget it!

She wasn’t in a position to demand anything from him.

After all, their relationship wasn’t founded on acquaintance and understanding.

It was understandable that he didn’t trust her, that he wasn’t willing to share the deepest secrets of his heart with her.

Lin Qian swallowed her food bite by bite, trying to console herself.

She wanted to let go, but couldn’t completely do so.

Her chest felt stuffy, and the atmosphere had lost its earlier warmth. Lin Qian glanced at the man opposite her, who hadn’t touched his chopsticks again, and seeing his clearly distracted demeanor, she lost her appetite.

She wiped the corners of her mouth and touched her stomach in a relaxed manner, "Mmm, I’ve eaten my fill."

"Are you full?"

Yin Moran contained his emotions and asked indifferently.

"Yes, very full! Look, I ate almost three times more than you did."

Lin Qian pouted her red lips and stood up saying, "Let’s go."

"Mhm."

The two approached the cashier in succession; the owner happily announced the total. Just as Yin Moran was about to pull out his wallet, Lin Qian had already paid with her phone.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes flickered as he looked at the woman’s lovely profile and curved his lips into a smile.

For the first time in his life, he let a woman treat him to a meal.

It felt quite nice!

Stepping outside, Lin Qian gazed at the night scene and unconsciously caressed her arm.

Full from the meal, it was time to head home.

Her mood...

A warmth fell upon her shoulders as a coat carrying the scent of a man draped over her.

Lin Qian turned her head, her eyes meeting the man’s deep black ones.

Dark and profound, like an endless ocean, it was impossible to discern his thoughts.

At this moment, Lin Qian couldn’t quite articulate her feelings.

She kept telling herself not to think too much, yet her nose turned sour from his gesture.

She knew she cared.

She hoped the man by her side would put her first.

But...

"Feeling stuffed? Shall we take a walk?"

Yin Moran’s thin lips parted lightly, and Lin Qian quickly suppressed all her thoughts, nodding with a smile on her lips.

Adjusting her hair beside her ear, she pretended to be composed.

The street was still lively, with laughter and voices of the passing crowd.

Although it was a bustling scene, it couldn’t uplift her spirit.

Thinking back to the events at the banquet, Lin Qian felt even more downcast, "I’m sorry about what happened at the banquet. How is Mrs. Yin now?"

The disparity in their status, her sensitive face...

She felt dazed, as if she had forcibly squeezed herself into the world of this distinguished man.

"She’s fine, Lin Qian..."

Sounds of frolic and children’s shouts came from behind.

"Move aside, quick, get out of the way!"

Lin Qian turned around, only to see several mischievous kids zipping through the crowd on skateboards, causing a wave of alarmed shouts.

They skilled maneuvered their skateboards, heading toward her direction.

Their speed was so fast that Lin Qian forgot to dodge in that instant.

She watched in a daze, and before she could react, she was pulled into a broad embrace.