Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 18 Considering becoming a Candy Mommy

Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Considering becoming a Candy Mommy

Lin Qian soaked in the cold water, feeling her head starting to spin and sink again.

Her body fluctuated between hot and cold, eroding her willpower.

In a daze, she felt her body being fished out of the water.

The fragrance of a pleasant-smelling man tickled her nose, and she instinctively hugged the person who had come...

Nangong Li watched with interest as Moran lifted Lin Qian onto the large bed, his attractive peach blossom eyes filled with amusement.

"Ran, what are you..."

Was a certain abstinent man going to indulge?

"Medicine."

Moran didn’t have time to entertain him, restraining the restless hands of the woman, his dark eyes intense.

Nangong Li chuckled lightly, pulling out a small bottle of pills from his pocket and tossed one to him.

After Lin Qian was given the medicine, her breathing slowly stabilized, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Moran watched her face, which bore a slight resemblance to his daughter, and gently tucked her in with the blanket.

"Old Yin, why do I feel she resembles my goddaughter a bit?"

Nangong Li’s slender fingers touched his chin, looking at Lin Qian’s pretty face and raised his eyebrows, "Could she be..."

"She isn’t," Moran said flatly.

Nangong Li smiled, "Oh? It seems you have verified it?"

Moran’s thin lips parted slightly, "I mentioned the hotel name and room number, and she didn’t react at all."

"Just like that? Maybe she chose to have amnesia after the ordeal you put her through?"

Nangong Li joked with Moran, who gave him a cool glance, "She has a son."

Nangong Li: "!!!"

Someone was blossoming, falling for a married woman?

"Come on, Old Yin, I know you’ve been pent up for four years, but we can’t just lower our standards."

"She doesn’t have a husband, Candy likes her."

He wasn’t repulsed by her...

The conversation had taken a wrong turn, led astray by someone.

"Aha! Looks like you have plans then? What kind of pills did you just feed her? Just put her to sleep and find an auspicious day to marry her off, right?"

Too curious, who exactly was this woman?

No husband but a son.

What’s more, she had won over his goddaughter Fang’s heart?

And his usually distant friend also seemed intrigued by her.

Interesting!

Nangong Li’s mind was spinning, meeting his friend’s icy stare again.

"Cough, all right, Mr. Yin, you are a gentleman who disdains such things, right?"

Nangong Li changed the subject, "So who dared to mess with my future sister-in-law?"

Indeed.

What had happened to her today?

Moran watched Lin Qian’s face, equally puzzled.

In her sleep, Lin Qian felt like she was being watched by a ferocious beast, which startled her awake.

She opened her eyes to find Moran’s gaze still on her.

Lin Qian gasped, quickly sitting up.

"Hi, future... ahem, first-meeting beauty, I am Nangong Li, the boss of Meili."

Nangong Li wanted to call Lin Qian sister-in-law, but at Moran’s warning look, he reluctantly swallowed the words.

"Fully awake now?"

Moran looked at Lin Qian and asked flatly.

Lin Qian collected her thoughts, nodded politely to Nangong Li, and managed a slight smile towards Moran, "Yes, Mr. Yin, thank you again for your help."

The heat in her body had subsided, it seemed Moran had asked Nangong Li to bring the antidote.

"How should I thank you? Perhaps with a marital commitment?"

Nangong Li suddenly blurted out, causing Lin Qian to look at him in astonishment.

Moran shot him a warning glance.

Nangong Li ignored his murderous gaze and continued to promote his friend, "Beauty, our Old Yin is wealthy, handsome, and upright, worth having."

Lin Qian: "..."

Is Meili’s boss also a part-time matchmaker?

But, has he got the wrong matchmaker?

"Um..."

"Tell us what happened, how did you end up here? Who were you hiding from just now?"

Moran cut off Lin Qian’s words, getting to the heart of the matter.

Lin Qian’s attention was caught by Yin Moran’s words. A flash of pain crossed her eyes, and she unconsciously clenched her fists.

"I came to find my dad, but he owed someone usury and wanted to take me to offset the debt. Luckily, I escaped."

"What?"

Nangong Li slightly raised his eyebrows. A trace of coldness flashed across his handsome and innocent face, "In this day and age, there are still such cold-blooded and ruthless men? Does such a man even deserve to be a father?"

Lin Qian didn’t speak; she just tightened the blanket around her.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes deepened, "Who is the lender?"

"I don’t know. I heard my dad calling him Mr. Du."

Mr. Du?

Du Guokang from the streets?

Yin Moran narrowed his eyes and his gaze swept toward Nangong Li, "Your club should also be tidied up, don’t let inappropriate people in."

Is this him not allowing Du Guokang to enter Meili anymore?

Was he being protective so quickly?

Nangong Li smirked wickedly, his face full of ambiguity as he looked back and forth between the two.

Yin Moran gave him a glance, "You’re not needed here anymore, you can leave."

Nangong Li: "..."

Was he being told he was in the way?

"Tsks, Old Yin, you’re heartless, really favoring beauty over friendship. Fine, I’ll leave."

Nangong Li winked his charming eyes at Lin Qian, "Beautiful lady, then I’m off. I’m waiting to hear good news from you and Old Yin."

Lin Qian: "..."

What good news?

Was he misunderstanding something!

"Um, Mr. Yin..."

"Lin Qian, I can help you with your dad’s matter, but I have one condition..."

Yin Moran’s dark eyes were deep, focusing on Lin Qian.

He didn’t dislike her.

Most importantly, his daughter liked her.

His daughter was grown up; it was time to give her a complete family.

So...

Yin Moran was about to say more when his phone suddenly rang.

His lips pressed lightly as he pulled out his phone to look, frowning slightly.

He answered, and an anxious woman’s voice came through, "Mr. Yin, Qiao had an accident."

"What happened?"

"She accidentally fell down the stairs while shooting a promotional advertisement..."

"I’ll be right there."

Yin Moran hung up the phone, his expression solemn.

His gaze swept toward Lin Qian, he stood up, and dropped a sentence to the woman on the bed, "Lin Qian, Candy likes you, consider it."

Lin Qian: "..."

Consider what?

He should clarify his words!

Lin Qian was confused, watching as the man’s distinguished figure disappeared at the door, her heart fluttering.

What exactly did he mean?

Candy kept calling her mommy, so was he suggesting what she thought he was—that he wanted her to be Candy’s mommy?

But didn’t he have a girlfriend?

How could...

Shock, astonishment, a myriad of emotions were tangled in her heart, leaving Lin Qian at a loss.

Just then, her phone rang.

Lin Qian snapped back to reality, hurriedly got out of bed, and pulled out her phone from her small bag.

The call was from her son, probably worried that something had happened to her.

Upon answering, her son’s tender voice came through.

"Mommy, did you find Grandpa? Are you coming back?"

"Oh, I’ll be back soon."

Lin Qian sighed, put her phone in her bag. Her glance unintentionally caught sight of a set of women’s clothes stacked beside her.

From inside and out, everything was included.

Needless to say, it must’ve been prepared by Yin Moran.

Lin Qian stared blankly at the clothes in her hands, her thoughts in disarray.

Should she consider it?

Being Candy’s mommy?