Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 247 He Intentionally Got Close to Lin Qian

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 He Intentionally Got Close to Lin Qian

Hearing Chu Yelin’s words, Yin Moran’s expression turned slightly cold.

He took a sip of his drink, turned his head to glance at Chu Yelin, and a chill shone through his dark eyes.

"President Chu knows Qiao Xixian?"

At these words, Chu Yelin’s hand paused while he sipped his drink, a flicker of surprise crossing his narrow eyes before returning to calm.

His long fingers toyed with the glass in his hand, and he curled the corner of his lips.

"Qiao Xixian? I once spent time at the adventure enthusiasts’ club, and just happened to hear people talk about her—she was your girlfriend, wasn’t she? At the club, you two were quite the enviable pair. But then, she had an accident and passed away?"

Hearing Chu Yelin mention the past again, Yin Moran gripped his glass a bit tighter, yet his heart didn’t ache to the bone like it used to.

Perhaps it was because he had been reminded of it again and again recently, it seemed that the wound was slowly scabbing over.

Indeed, one cannot always run away; only by confronting the pain in one’s heart can the wounds start to heal.

Yin Moran took another sip of his drink, without speaking, while Chu Yelin looked at him with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Mr. Yin’s romantic luck seems quite good! After Qiao Xixian’s death, you transferred your affections to her sister. I thought you and she would end up together, but unexpectedly, your taste took a sudden turn, and you started an affair with a single mom? Mr. Yin, your taste is really quite puzzling!"

At these words, Yin Moran gave him a glance, with a glint of dark light flashing in his black eyes.

"President Chu, that’s my private matter, aren’t you being a bit too nosy?"

His deep voice carried an edge of sharpness.

Chu Yelin met Yin Moran’s gaze, and after a long moment, he suddenly smiled.

"Don’t be angry, Mr. Yin. As a man, I’m just envious of your good fortune, so I was just curious and gossiping a bit."

"Is that so? Because of envy, comes jealousy, and because of jealousy, have you been deliberately getting close to Lin Qian?"

Yin Moran’s thin lips parted slightly, and his eyes, dark as deep pools, radiated a cold, ghostly glow.

Chu Yelin’s smile faded slightly as he looked steadily at Yin Moran, and in the silence between them, it was as if there were glints of swords and shadows of blades.

"What are you guys talking about? President Chu, it’s your turn."

Nangong Li, noticing the tense atmosphere, took the cue stick handed to him by Su Yu’an and walked over to the two of them.

Chu Yelin’s icy look vanished, and he regained his composure.

He put down his glass, took the cue stick, and looked at Yin Moran with profound meaning, "Well, although I’m not as athletic as Mr. Yin, it’s still worth a try."

These words sounded like they were about sports, but Yin Moran distinctly heard the challenge in his tone.

Was Chu Yelin deliberately getting close to Lin Qian?

Yin Moran’s cold gaze followed Chu Yelin’s figure as he bent down to aim and struck with the cue stick.

"Old Yin, what were you just talking about?"

Nangong Li inquired while passing a glass to Su Yu’an.

Su Yu’an waved her hand and poured herself a cup of tea, "Cousin, he bears hostility toward you."

It was obvious to anyone with eyes.

Yin Moran stayed silent, simply downing the drink in his glass in one gulp.

Su Yu’an sipped her tea, looked at Yin Moran, and curved her lips, "I plan to watch the battle, maybe I can play the fisherman."

Nangong Li: "..."

Yin Moran: "..."

Does this person need to cause more trouble?

On the other side, Fang Tong had a bit of drink and was a little excited, wanting to pull some people to go dancing in the dance floor.

"You go ahead, I’ll take care of the two little ones here," Yin Qinglan said with a laugh, declining.

"Is that so? Then thank you, Miss Qinglan!"

Fang Tong smiled charmingly and stood up, pulling Lin Qian with her.

"No, Tong..."

Lin Qian laughed helplessly, cast an imploring look at the others, and was dragged to the dance floor on the first level.

The two little ones behaved themselves in the billiards room.

Candy kept watching Chu Ziyang, wanting to talk to him, but as Chu Ziyang kept a stern face and did not look at her, she could only sit listlessly, thinking about how to communicate with Chu Ziyang.

Even though Dad and Mom had reconciled, if Zirui could be on the same page as her like before, that would be perfect.

So, how could she make him wholeheartedly be on her side?

On the dance floor, Fang Tong pulled Lin Qian along, swaying to the music.

Lin Qian wasn’t particularly keen on it, but the fervent atmosphere was contagious. Coaxed by Fang Tong, she danced with a smile and was soon drenched in sweat.

After dancing for a while, when the music stopped, everyone was breathless.

"Ahh, I’m really getting old—I can’t keep up after just a little dancing."

Fang Tong wiped the sweat from her forehead and pulled her back towards their seats.

Lin Qian chuckled teasingly, "Is that so? Looks like you need a boost of ’chicken blood.’"

"Hey, that could work..."

Fang Tong replied and caught sight of someone entering from the door, narrowing her eyes.

Gu Yan?

Still not giving up?

She actually followed us here?

Fang Tong’s eyes roamed as she subtly stepped to the side and whispered into Lin Qian’s ear, "Little Qian, do me a favor, will you?"

"Hmm? What favor?"

Lin Qian looked puzzled.

"That is, help me keep Su Yu’an here tonight to take care of me."

Lin Qian: "..."

This woman is bold—should she be so forward?

"Cough, Tong, you’re a woman—shouldn’t you be a little more reserved?"

Even if she liked Su Yu’an, they shouldn’t rush to the point of spending the night together, right?

"What are you thinking?"

Fang Tong chided playfully and gestured with her eyes for Lin Qian to look.

"Mm, see? Gu Yan is here. That kind of woman is not worthy of Su Yu’an. Let’s give Su Yu’an a hand."

Fang Tong curled her lips, eyeing Gu Yan who was peeking around, "Just now, I told her I was dating Su Yu’an, and it looks like she doesn’t believe it! If she sees with her own eyes that we’ve gotten a room, don’t you think she’ll give up for good?"

Help Su Yu’an shake off Gu Yan?

She liked the idea.

A mischievous spark ignited in Lin Qian’s heart.

"Alright, let’s do as you say."

In the billiards room, Su Yu’an was sipping tea, watching Yin Moran and Chu Yelin play pool.

His phone’s ringtone sounded.

He took out the phone and glanced at it, slightly surprised.

Lifting his eyes toward the focused Yin Moran, he stood up and walked out with his phone.

"Qianqian?"

Lin Qian was calling him?

He felt a tinge of excitement.

"Yu’an, could I ask a favor of you?" Lin Qian’s somewhat embarrassed voice came through the phone.

"What is it?"

"Could you come to the guest room area now? Tong has had too much to drink; I’ve gotten her a room. I wanted to take care of her myself, but I’ve got a child to look after, and she has no close friends around. Could I ask you to help take care of her?"

The request caused Su Yu’an’s smile to fade slightly.

So, she wanted him to take care of Fang Tong?

Was she scheming to get him and Fang Tong together?

A sense of unspoken resentment stirred within him.

He wanted to refuse her.

But in the end, he let out a deep breath and said one word: "Okay."