Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 225: Chu Yelin Successfully Brainwashed You

Chapter 225: Chapter 225: Chu Yelin Successfully Brainwashed You

Watching Chu Ziyang ascend the stairs, Lin Qian exhaled deeply, tidied the stray hairs by her ears, and slowly turned to face an irate-looking man.

"Moran, calm down, Zirui didn’t mean what he said. Chu Yelin is just my leader."

It’s really a headache!

Why did her beloved son have to set his sights on her boss?

They had only met once or twice!

"Just your leader?"

Flames flickered in Yin Moran’s dark eyes, "If he’s just your leader, do you need to go shopping for pants with him, discuss collaborations with the Gu Family, pick up kids with him, and have meals together? Lin Qian, don’t tell me you can’t see he’s into you? Aren’t you playing the flirtation game a bit too heavily?"

Playing flirtatious games?

He’s accusing her of playing flirtatious games with Chu Yelin?

Did he see her as that kind of woman, the type who flits from one man to the next?

Staring at Yin Moran’s cold face, Lin Qian pressed down her temper, "Moran, I understand you’re angry now! I don’t want to argue with you. Go back, and we can talk after you’ve calmed down."

So angry!

How could he say that about her?

Even if he was feeling uncomfortable, he shouldn’t slander her!

Not wanting to confront him directly, Lin Qian turned around, intending to leave.

However, Yin Moran grabbed her wrist tightly, "Stop right there, you want to run before we’ve clarified things? Feeling guilty?"

Guilty!

Lin Qian almost laughed in irritation.

Gazing at Yin Moran, she was no longer in a rush to leave, "How else do you want me to explain things clearly? You don’t believe what I say, so what more is there to say?"

Can’t even be bothered to explain?

Is it disdain or unwillingness?

If she really cared about him, shouldn’t she clear up the misunderstanding?

Yin Moran’s grip tightened, his voice ice-cold, "You say he’s just your leader, so explain to me, where did you just go? Why did you leave him alone with Zirui? Do you want them to develop a relationship? Listen to yourself, your son is already calling him ’dad’!"

A pang of pain shot through her hand, and Lin Qian grimaced, "Moran, let go, you’re hurting me."

Hurting her?

He was so angry he felt like spanking her!

Yin Moran’s black eyes remained intently on Lin Qian, but he loosened his grip slightly.

Lin Qian broke free and, rubbing her now-reddened wrist, said, "What do you mean let them develop feelings? Can’t you stop making assumptions? It so happened that during the meal, Tong had an accident, and I had to rush her to the hospital. That’s why I had to let him look after Zirui temporarily."

Why not speak properly rather than assume the worst of her?

Lin Qian pursed her lips, "Moran, I have my own social circle, and I will have to interact with male clients at work too. You can’t interrogate me like a criminal because of this. Besides, aren’t you the same? For instance, Qiao Xiya is interested in you, but I don’t pester you aggressively whenever she needs something from you, do I?"

Hearing this, Yin Moran, who had been about to ask what happened to Fang Tong, swallowed his words.

His expression turned frosty as he scoffed, "Ha! Lin Qian, has Chu Yelin brainwashed you successfully? He’s been hinting since the evening that you should have your own social circles. And now you’re using his words to shut me up? If he tells you one day that your son likes him, that he wants to be your child’s father, will you agree just as readily?"

His remarks were heavy with jealousy, like overturning a myriad of vinegar pots.

Lin Qian felt a headache coming on, "Moran, can you please not jump to conclusions? Can’t we stick to the facts? Why do things get twisted when they come out of your mouth?"

Utterly defeated by this man!

Did he have to nit-pick every word?

Yin Moran’s dark eyes stayed locked on her, and after a long silence, he uttered coolly, "Resign. If you want to work, report to the Yin Group tomorrow and be my personal secretary."

Resign?

Lin Qian’s brows knitted tightly, "Moran, I don’t want to resign! I’ve told you, I am satisfied with my current job. I like the sense of being grounded it gives me, can’t you respect my choice?"

"No!"

Yin Moran spoke coldly, "Lin Qian, I am a man. Knowing that another man is eyeing you greedily, how can I possibly rest easy letting you stay under someone else’s gaze? So, you must resign tomorrow."

In just a few terse sentences, he was as domineering as ever.

Lin Qian’s chest heaved with emotion.

"No matter how you spin it, you just don’t trust me. Even if you don’t say it out loud, deep down you’re just like everyone else, firmly believing that we women who work in luxury goods sales are frivolous and unfaithful, right? Yin Moran, I won’t resign. If you force me to do so, then let’s just break up."

Their statuses were vastly different to begin with.

She had never been confident about their future.

Rather than harboring such suspicions, it might be better to just break up and be done with it.

She admitted that sometimes she really detested complications.

All she wanted was to lead a peaceful life!

After speaking her mind, Lin Qian turned and briskly walked away.

Behind her, Yin Moran watched as she entered the apartment building, his hand at his side clenched into a fist, creaking from the force.

Anger overflowed in his dark eyes, and his black-clad figure was as daunting as a demon from hell.

Fine!

Bringing up a breakup at the slightest disagreement!

This was the woman he had taken a liking to!

Yin Moran’s expression turned icy as he strode to his car and slammed the door with a bang.

The vehicle sped off like a released arrow, carrying its master’s full fury!

Inside the apartment, Chu Ziyang was waiting for Lin Qian to return.

When he saw her come in, he slid off the couch and scurried toward her with his little short legs.

"Mommy, are you unhappy? Did you have a fight with Mr. Yin?"

Mommy’s complexion looked terrible; she must have had a fight with Mr. Yin outside.

Because he said he wanted to call Chu Yelin ’Daddy,’ Mr. Yin must be really mad.

Hearing this, Lin Qian, who had been somewhat preoccupied, perked up.

She squatted down, grasped Chu Ziyang’s tiny arms, and said earnestly, "Baby, you mustn’t try to play matchmaker anymore, okay? I don’t like Uncle Chu, and if you make people misunderstand, it will be awkward for both of us."

It was crucial to set things straight with the little one today,

to prevent him from constantly trying to matchmake her with Chu Yelin.

"Mommy, do you really not like Uncle Chu at all?"

Chu Ziyang sounded a bit disappointed, but his bright eyes twinkled as he rationalized, "I get it, Mommy is just slow to warm up to people. You still don’t know him well, but given time, you’ll start to have feelings for him, right?"

No!

That’s not right at all!

Lin Qian couldn’t help but smile wryly.

"Baby, what’s going on with you? Why are you so determined to pair me up with Uncle Chu?"

Because he’s your real dad!

He wanted them to live together as a loving family!

Chu Ziyang’s lips parted, silently screaming these thoughts in his heart.

"Alright, baby, just remember what Mommy just said, and don’t do anything that could be misunderstood, okay? It’s late, let’s go get washed up and head to bed."

Lin Qian, troubled by her own concerns, didn’t want to dwell on the matter any longer and stood up to lead Chu Ziyang to the bathroom.

Chu Ziyang cast an expressive glance at Lin Qian, hesitant to speak.

Never mind, he shouldn’t rush things.

Mommy and Mr. Yin had an argument; perhaps this was an opportunity for Daddy!

Tomorrow, he would tell his father all about it!

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