Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 224: Tomorrow I Will Call Him Dad

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Tomorrow I Will Call Him Dad

Su City Hospital.

Tong had been given a sedative and had fallen into a deep sleep.

Lin Qian tucked in the corners of the blanket for Tong and looked at Yu’an standing beside her, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.

"Yu’an, I’m worried about my son and have to leave first. Tong is my best sister, can you stay here and take care of her for me, and when she wakes up can you help me take her home?"

It’s quite interesting!

The person who saved Tong happened to be Su Yu’an.

So now is the opportunity for the two of them to be alone together.

"Okay, I’ll stay."

Su Yu’an nodded, "Qianqian, don’t worry, when she wakes up I will safely take her home."

"Okay, thank you, Yu’an!"

He was a man as gentle as jade, she knew he would agree.

Lin Qian smiled slightly, "Then I’ll leave first, see you Saturday night."

At the customer appreciation meeting on Saturday night, she also invited him, asking him to accompany Tong.

"I’ll walk you out."

"No need, Tong has a strong smell of alcohol on her, I’m worried she might vomit, don’t go away."

"Then... okay!"

Su Yu’an watched Lin Qian, wanting to say something but stopped himself, and eventually watched her leave.

Actually, he wanted to remind her that Chu Yelin might also want to pursue her like he did.

He wanted her to keep a distance from that man.

But in the end, he said nothing.

She had already excluded him, what right did he have to remind her to keep her distance from other men?

Let Yin Moran worry about it!

"Go away, don’t touch me! Get lost!"

Tong’s mutterings came from the hospital bed.

Su Yu’an came back to his senses and quickly walked to the bedside.

Tong’s beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed and sweat was oozing from her forehead, her slender hands flailing about.

Clearly, she was having a nightmare.

Su Yu’an sat on the edge of the bed, took a few tissues, and wiped the sweat from Tong’s forehead.

His hand was suddenly grabbed, Su Yu’an was startled, and his gaze fell on Tong’s pretty face.

"Save me, Su Yu’an, save me!"

The woman murmured softly, holding his well-defined hand tightly as if clutching a lifeline.

A ripple stirred in Su Yu’an’s heart.

His mind flashed back to the restaurant where she clung to him like an octopus.

The scent of alcohol mixed with her fragrance, inadvertently enticing.

Su Yu’an’s ears warmed, his breathing grew heavier as he quickly calmed his emotions and gently patted her slender hand.

"Don’t be afraid, no one will hurt you again."

His voice was very gentle, calming.

Tong on the bed seemed to hear his soothing voice, her furrowed eyebrows slowly relaxed.

...

Lijing Garden.

Yin Moran parked the car by the roadside.

He glanced at the time on his wristwatch, preparing to call Lin Qian.

After coaxing his feverish daughter, he finally managed to get the little one to sleep.

Without taking any rest, he drove straight to Lin Qian’s apartment.

This woman, she had left him and his daughter in the evening to have dinner with another man, was she back now?

Thinking of Chu Yelin’s provocative gaze, Yin Moran’s lips thinned, his dark eyes casting a shadow.

He also wanted to pursue Lin Qian?

Just wait and see!

A cold arc formed at the corner of Yin Moran’s mouth, just as he was about to open the door, a light shone in the rearview mirror, another car was approaching.

The car passed in front of his and stopped ahead.

Then, Chu Yelin got out of the driver’s side.

He opened the rear door and carried Chu Ziyang out.

Yin Moran paused his hand on the car door, his dark eyes instantly narrowed.

Had they just finished dinner?

Where was Lin Qian?

Why couldn’t he see her?

As she pondered, a graceful figure quickly approached in the distance.

With her long black hair fluttering in the night breeze, and under the dim yellow lights, she walked toward Chu Yelin, her face brimming with a smile.

Lin Qian?

Had she come out from her home?

Yin Moran’s mood darkened, his deep black eyes swirling with dark vortices, terribly heavy.

The scene before him was painfully glaring.

The three people seemed to be talking about something; he couldn’t hear, but their intimate interaction vaguely reminded him of a family of three.

A family of three!

Could it be that after dinner, Lin Qian specifically let Chu Yelin and the child bond alone, waiting for the right moment to live together?

Yin Moran’s grip on the steering wheel tightened abruptly, his knuckles turning pale.

Outside, Lin Qian thanked Chu Yelin, preparing to take her son home.

Chu Ziyang blinked his dark eyes and looked up at Lin Qian, "Mommy, won’t you invite Uncle Chu upstairs for a visit?"

It would be nice for Mommy to spend more time with Daddy!

"Ahem, it’s getting late, and Uncle Chu probably has other matters to attend to, so let’s not bother him."

Lin Qian forced a laugh, wishing she could erase the matchmaking thoughts from Chu Ziyang’s little head.

"I’m free tonight."

Chu Yelin spoke up, his eyes flashing a hint of amusement upon seeing Lin Qian’s evasive eyes, "Still, your mommy probably isn’t available right now, I’ll visit another day for tea."

No rush, he could slowly tease her.

Lin Qian, upon hearing this, sighed in relief.

"Then take care, President Chu, and be careful on your way home."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Chu Yelin smiled, ruffled Chu Ziyang’s hair, and stepped into his car.

The car started and slowly drove away.

Watching the car’s taillights flicker until they turned the corner and disappeared, Lin Qian let out a long sigh.

"Baby, let’s go home."

"Mommy, why didn’t you invite Uncle Chu upstairs? Do you really not like him? But he’s similar to Mr. Yin, you should like this type, right?"

Did she really like Yin Moran’s type?

Lin Qian was amused by the little guy’s words.

Wrong!

She hadn’t initially liked this cold type at all!

Lin Qian opened her mouth to speak, but from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure approaching.

She glanced sideways, and there in the boundless dark night, Yin Moran was walking towards her, his expression stern.

Lin Qian’s heart skipped a beat, feeling inexplicably guilty.

His silent appearance suggested he had been there for quite some time.

His standoffish manner clearly showed he was angry!

Lin Qian didn’t know why she felt guilty; she just found someone’s presence now somewhat intimidating.

"Moran, why are you here so late?"

"If I hadn’t come, how could I see you all so happy together?"

Yin Moran’s voice was chillingly cold, his gaze piercing as he stared at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian’s scalp tingled under his stare, "No, don’t misunderstand, we were just..."

"You were? Ha, Lin Qian, you’ve already treated Chu Yelin as one of your own so quickly? What, you really want him to be your son’s stepdad?"

Yin Moran’s lips curved into a smile, but his expression was darkly mocking, clearly showing his anger.

"It’s not like that..."

"Yes, it is! I like Uncle Chu and want him to be my daddy; tomorrow I’ll start calling him daddy."

Chu Ziyang interrupted Lin Qian, his words shocking!

Yin Moran’s pupils dilated suddenly, an icy aura enveloping him, causing Lin Qian to hastily cover Chu Ziyang’s little mouth.

"Baby, you go upstairs first, I need to talk to Mr. Yin."

My little ancestor, can you not spout nonsense?

Mommy could be ruined by your words!

"Mmm, Mommy..."

"Don’t talk, hurry, go."

Lin Qian quickly pushed the little one forward, urging him to go upstairs by himself.

Chu Ziyang glanced back at them and, upon catching Lin Qian’s disapproving look, he finally hurried upstairs with his little short legs.

He would persist with his views!

He believes Mommy will eventually fall for Daddy, and then they will be together!