Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 214: Can You Spend the Day with Me?

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: Can You Spend the Day with Me?

Feeling Qiao Xiya’s body trembling gently, Yin Moran patted her back and comforted her softly, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here. I won’t let anything happen to you. Let’s talk inside first."

He still didn’t know what had happened to her.

On the phone, he had been afraid to press her because he didn’t want to upset her further.

The door closed behind them, and he guided her to sit on the sofa, asking, "All right, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Qiao Xiya sobbed, her eyes reddening as she looked at him, "It was like this: I went home this morning after finishing my schedule, and just as I got to the door, a man wearing a mask appeared. He giggled and said he was my fan, that he had adored me for a long time and wanted to be with me. He even did..."

Just thinking about it made Qiao Xiya shrink into Yin Moran’s embrace, clutching his waist tightly, "Moran, he must be a pervert. He said he would come back. I’m so scared!"

Hearing this, Yin Moran’s brows knitted together tightly.

He patted Qiao Xiya’s back to soothe her, "Don’t be afraid, I’ll check the surveillance."

Qiao Xiya’s fan?

He knew Qiao Xiya was popular, so naturally, there were always people trying to sneak a peek into her life or find ways to get close to her.

But this community was a high-end one, with the top security personnel and equipment in Su City, rarely having any safety issues.

How could someone have blended into the community and followed Qiao Xiya all the way to her doorstep?

"Moran, don’t leave me alone. I’ll go with you."

Qiao Xiya was indeed frightened.

She clung to Yin Moran’s clothes, looking pitifully vulnerable.

Seeing her dressed so thinly, Yin Moran took off his own clothing to drape over her, "Okay, put on some sunglasses, and come with me."

"Mhm."

Qiao Xiya wiped at the corner of her eyes, put on her sunglasses, took Yin Moran’s hand, and stayed close to his body.

Yin Moran’s hand paused at the door handle, his brows furrowing and eyes glancing sideways, but in the end, he did not shake off Qiao Xiya’s hand.

Qiao Xiya looked down at the man’s distinctively large hand, her lips curling slightly.

She was scared, yes, but couldn’t this be considered a blessing in disguise?

The two headed to the community’s property management office and explained the situation. Manager Pan hurried to the surveillance room and called the duty staff to bring up the footage from that day.

Yin Moran carefully watched the video.

The man was wearing loose casual clothes, his back to the camera, appearing as Qiao Xiya opened her door.

What followed was some commotion, Qiao Xiya screaming in fright, the man taking advantage of her distraction to embrace her and touch her a few times before quickly walking away.

He never revealed his face, except when leaving, he turned around with a mask covering it.

Yin Moran’s eyes narrowed, replaying the video segment over and over.

It was clear the man didn’t intend to attack Qiao Xiya.

Could he really be one of Qiao Xiya’s over-enthusiastic admirers?

But if he was her admirer, why did he wear a mask?

Was he afraid she would recognize him?

"How do you manage things here? How did this person get in? Manager Pan, I’m beginning to doubt the professionalism of your team."

After watching the video, the sharp gaze of Yin Moran swept toward the property manager, radiating an intimidating pressure.

Manager Pan felt a chill down his spine, his forehead already slick with cold sweat.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Yin, it was our oversight. We will investigate thoroughly and provide you with a response."

He quickly summoned two security guards to ask if there had been any unknown individuals entering.

"No, Manager Pan, we’ve always been careful with checking outsiders. Today there were no unfamiliar faces recorded."

One of the security guards replied hastily.

"Yes, not many people entered the community this morning. Look, Manager Pan, other than a team of decorators, it’s always the regular residents, no strangers."

Another guard brought the logbook for Manager Pan to inspect.

Decorators?

Seated, Yin Moran quickly picked up on something and lightly said, "Manager Pan, could you have those decorators come here, please?"

He didn’t want to jump to conclusions.

But there could be an issue with this decorating team.

After all, in the video, the masked man was dressed in casual clothes with hiking boots—a style unlikely for a wealthy person.

It was always better to clarify things.

"Yes, yes."

Manager Pan nodded repeatedly and turned to instruct the security guards, "Go, bring those people here quickly."

"Yes."

The security guards hurried away, with Manager Pan keeping up a smile by his side.

Qiao Xiya, sitting next to Yin Moran, held on to his arm and upon hearing his instruction to find the decorators, suddenly said, "Moran, I just remembered, that man definitely reeked of paint. He must be from the decoration crew."

Disgusting man, who was he really?

If she found out, she would skin him alive.

Disgust flashed through Qiao Xiya’s eyes behind her sunglasses.

Just thinking about being hugged by such a vile person made her feel like she was crawling with bugs, utterly nauseous.

"Don’t rush, we’ll see after questioning."

Yin Moran patted her hand, comforting her.

Before long, several decorators were brought before Yin Moran.

"Mr. Yin, they’re here."

Manager Pan smiled obsequiously, bending slightly towards Yin Moran.

Yin Moran’s sharp eyes swept across the eight people present, his handsome face cold.

They all wore the same work uniform, bearing the name of their decoration company.

Their clothes did not match those of the man in the video.

His gaze moved down to scan the shoes of each person present, but he did not see the hiking boots from the video.

Could he have been mistaken?

"Boss, what do you need us for? We’re busy and can’t afford the delay," one of them said, irritation in his voice as he looked at Yin Moran.

Yin Moran glanced up at him briefly and quietly said, "Sorry for the inconvenience, you can go now."

Without evidence, he couldn’t press them further.

Even if he did, it was doubtful he would get any useful information.

The workers returned to their job, and Manager Pan respectfully asked, "Mr. Yin, you’re letting them go? Are you sure it wasn’t them?"

"Yeah, Moran, why let them go just like that? We should’ve questioned them properly."

Qiao Xiya was also anxious.

"Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this," Yin Moran said as he stood up, "Let’s go back first."

"But..."

"Rest assured, I will arrange for someone to protect your safety and keep an eye on their every move."

Yin Moran cut off Qiao Xiya’s protest, his expression as calm as ever.

Qiao Xiya opened her mouth to speak but swallowed her words.

Her eyes behind the sunglasses flickered slightly as she held Yin Moran’s hand, "Moran, I’m really scared. Can you not go to the office today and just stay with me?"

What a rare opportunity!

She was determined to take this chance to keep Yin Moran close and then do something interesting!