Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 282: She Really Trusts You

Chapter 282: Chapter 282: She Really Trusts You

Once Chu Yelin finished paying the bill, the group made a decision.

Watching Lin Qian hail a taxi by the roadside, Chu Yelin’s brows arched as he pulled her back.

"Lin Qian, where are you going?"

"I have some things to take care of, please take them home for me."

Lin Qian pulled away from Chu Yelin’s hand, glanced at Xu Xinyi, then turned towards the two little ones, "You both have to listen to Mrs. Xu, no fussing, and get to sleep early, understand?"

The brothers exchanged glances and nodded their heads.

Chu Yelin narrowed his eyes as he watched Lin Qian get in the taxi and drive away, the corners of his mouth curving slightly.

His gaze swept towards Xu Xinyi, and he chuckled mischievously, "She really trusts you, doesn’t she?"

Hearing this, Xu Xinyi glanced at him, her mouth curling into a bitter smile, "Lin, because of you, she almost broke ties with me. It’s not that she trusts me; it’s that she finally understood what I was saying."

If Chu Yelin really intended to take the kids away, what could Lin Qian, a single woman, possibly do to stop him?

Clearly, Lin Qian understood this.

So, she simply let herself take care of the children for her.

Chu Yelin looked at Xu Xinyi, his mouth curving again, noncommittal.

Led by Xu Xinyi, Lin Zirui who was observing their conversation furrowed his little brow.

"Mrs. Xu, are you very familiar with my dad?"

She called him Lin.

Her gaze at him was filled with affection.

Weren’t they supposed to be meeting for the first time?

But just now, Mommy said that the two of them were old acquaintances.

Piecing everything together, it suddenly dawned on Lin Zirui.

This Mrs. Xu was in cahoots with his dad!

Xu Xinyi looked down at Lin Zirui, about to speak, when Chu Ziyang on the other side intervened, "Brother, Mrs. Xu and Dad do know each other, I’ll explain it to you when we get home."

Watching the grave expressions on the brothers’ faces, Chu Yelin chuckled and went straight to the car, opening the doors for them.

The two little fellows were indeed someone’s sons, quick-witted.

What a pity they weren’t his own biological sons.

Perhaps, in the future, could he have a son of his own with her?

...

Sitting in the taxi, Lin Qian looked out at the street scenery, her thoughts still somewhat chaotic.

Shaking her head, she sighed and decided not to think about Xu Xinyi for the time being.

Since things had reached this point, no amount of thinking would be useful.

Just as Xu Xinyi said, luckily she still had a son to hold on to, and she really should be grateful to her.

Lin Qian tugged at the corners of her mouth, laughing bitterly at herself.

Seeing a maternity store in the distance, Lin Qian thought of Fang Tong’s daughter far away in another country, her heart filled with inexplicable sympathy.

"Master, could you wait for me at the roadside for a bit?"

Fang Tong was going abroad, and she had to express her care in some way.

She wanted to buy something for that poor little one.

"Do you need to buy something? Then be quick, okay?"

The taxi driver instructed, and Lin Qian thanked him before getting out of the car and quickly walking towards the maternity store.

The street lights were coming on, neon lights twinkling, illuminating the skyline.

Lin Qian felt a chill and, glancing at the lights not too far away, wrapped her clothes tighter around herself.

There was a maternal and child health center nearby, its signboard flickering in the light.

Lin Qian caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, slowing her pace slightly.

She saw a man and a woman coming out of the entrance.

The man looked familiar; he was Gu Yan’s childhood sweetheart, Lu Jun.

At that moment, he was carefully assisting a woman next to him, walking towards a car.

That woman...

Lin Qian squinted, gazing fixedly.

Although she had donned a padded jacket, the hood covering her head, Lin Qian could still discern based on her figure that the woman should be Gu Yan.

At that moment, she had one hand on her lower abdomen, head slightly bowed, as she entered the rear seat of the car with Lu Jun’s support.

Are these two still together?

Visiting a maternity and child care service at this time, could it be...

Lin Qian furrowed her brows, her lips curling into a mocking sneer, and thought no more of it.

Gu Yan’s affairs were none of her business, not worth the mental effort.

Lin Qian entered the maternity and baby store, purchased a few sets of little girls’ clothes, as well as some baby products, then left and continued her taxi ride to Fang Tong’s house.

In the past couple of days, due to Qiao Xiya’s scandalous news that later surfaced, news about Fang Tong had already died down.

Although there were still a few paparazzi-looking individuals around her apartment, the situation was not as severe as before.

Lin Qian put on her coat’s hood and hurried into the elevator, quickly reaching Fang Tong’s floor.

After ringing the doorbell for a short while, Fang Tong opened the door.

"Little Qian, you’re here."

Fang Tong’s hair fell in large waves to one side, as she gave Lin Qian a charming smile.

Lin Qian sniffled, frowning at the flush on Fang Tong’s face, "Tong, have you been drinking?"

"Yeah, just a little."

Fang Tong pulled her in, shut the door, and, seeing the bags Lin Qian was holding, complained, "If you were going to come, you should have. Why bring all this stuff?"

"It’s for my goddaughter."

Lin Qian set down the items and saw several empty wine bottles on the coffee table.

"One, two... Tong, you’ve already had two bottles, and you call that ’a little’?"

Lin Qian pulled Fang Tong to sit down, her face full of concern, "Tong, are you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Tong embraced Lin Qian, her voice low and distant, "I’m fine! It’s just... today is Tang Xi’s memorial day, and I’m feeling a bit down."

So that was it!

Lin Qian didn’t know what to say and could only pat her on the back, silently comforting her.

After a while, Fang Tong composed herself and let go of Lin Qian.

"Alright, let’s not talk about sad things anymore. Last time you came in such a hurry, I didn’t get to show you pictures of my daughter. I’ll show you now, she’s really adorable!"

"Okay."

Lin Qian smiled, watching Fang Tong open the photo gallery on her phone, flipping through one still and animated picture after another.

"Look, this is her at just a month old, such a tiny thing. And look at this one, this is her at three months, she’s grown quite a bit! And here..."

Fang Tong’s face beamed with joy as she explained each photo to Lin Qian.

Lin Qian looked at the little one in the photos and thought of Candy.

All cute little girls!

And she thought of her own daughter, if she were still alive, how wonderful that would be!

She surely would have been a sweet little jacket just like Candy.

For no apparent reason, her eyes began to feel unexpectedly moist.

"Hey, hey, what’s the matter! Little Qian, why are you crying?"

While she was explaining, Fang Tong caught a glimpse of Lin Qian’s reddening eyes, her about-to-cry expression, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Lin Qian quickly looked up, wiped the corners of her eyes, and brushed away the mist in her eyes.

"It’s nothing, just being sentimental again."

Upon hearing this, Fang Tong put aside her phone, looked at Lin Qian, and asked, "What happened? Is there something wrong? Is it a problem with Candy and your bone marrow?"

"No, our data is all normal, just waiting for all the indicators to be checked before we can have the surgery."

Lin Qian shook her head, paused, then said, "I was just... thinking of my daughter."