Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 284: Returning to Its Rightful Owner

Chapter 284: Chapter 284: Returning to Its Rightful Owner

Hearing Nangong Li’s words, Candy and Yin Qinglan hadn’t yet started to speak when the door to the hospital room was pushed open, and Yin Moran’s tall figure walked in.

His gaze swept around and settled on Nangong Li.

"Who did you call stupid?"

Hearing this, Nangong Li put his leg down and smirked, "Yo, you heard? Who do you think I’m calling stupid? Isn’t it a certain man with no EQ?"

His rival had come knocking at the door, and instead of sweet-talking, he was arguing with his own woman. Wasn’t that stupid?

Yin Moran’s expression was icy as his gaze towards Nangong Li was as sharp as a knife, casting a cold light.

The atmosphere around him was chilly, making the room’s temperature seem to drop a few degrees.

He had no EQ?

Was it him who wanted to argue?

Clearly, it was a certain woman who was being unreasonable!

"Daddy, where’s Mommy? Aren’t you going to bring Mommy back?"

Candy looked at Yin Moran with a pair of watery big eyes, looking pitiful.

Yin Moran’s eyes darkened, and the aura around him grew even heavier.

Bring her back?

Perhaps she was now reuniting with Chu Yelin and the two children!

She must be enjoying herself by now!

At that moment, his phone beeped with a message.

Yin Moran took out his phone and glanced at it, his gaze slightly shifting as his cold aura dispersed a bit.

The message was from Fang Tong.

It read: Mr. Yin, Little Qian is currently at my place. She’s very troubled. Come and take her back to the hospital.

So, Lin Qian wasn’t with Chu Yelin?

She had run off to Fang Tong’s place to complain?

This silly woman, he really didn’t know what to say about her.

"Got it."

Yin Moran’s slender fingers typed out three words and sent them, then put his phone back in his pocket.

His gaze swept around and looked towards Candy, "Lie down nicely in bed. I’m going to bring your mommy back."

Hearing this, Candy’s eyes lit up, "Mhm, Daddy, good luck. You must coax Mommy well."

Nangong Li, sitting on the sofa, raised an eyebrow and called out, "Yo, the EQ is back! Old Yin, to woo a woman, first comes flowers, second comes kisses, and third comes a home run! Got it? Don’t say I didn’t teach you!"

"Nangong Li, what nonsense are you spouting in front of the child?"

"Giggle, Godfather, what does ’home run’ mean?"

"Candy, don’t listen to him; let’s go wash up."

"..."

Laughter and teasing voices came from behind him, but Yin Moran’s sensual thin lips curved slightly as he strode out.

A home run?

He would like that, but he respected a certain person’s decision!

In Fang Tong’s apartment, Lin Qian leaned on the sofa, chatting with Fang Tong off and on.

Then, her phone on the coffee table rang.

Lin Qian glanced at it and when she saw the familiar name, her heart skipped a beat.

Yin Moran was calling her?

"Little Qian, Mr. Yin is calling you. Aren’t you going to answer?"

Fang Tong, who had put down her wine glass, had her seductive eyes sparkling with the effects of alcohol.

Lin Qian gave her a glance, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

"Come down. I’m downstairs."

"Huh? You’re downstairs?"

"Yes, downstairs at Fang Tong’s place."

The call ended right after he spoke, and Lin Qian blinked, turning her head to Fang Tong, "Tong, Yin Moran says he’s downstairs at your place. Did you tell him?"

"Heh, of course! I’m your best friend. When my girlfriend has a fight with her boyfriend, I have to mediate."

Fang Tong stood up and pulled Lin Qian up, "Let’s go, let’s go. I’ll take you downstairs."

Lin Qian chuckled and got up with Fang Tong’s help, feeling many emotions.

Her best friend was leaving, and although they could video call, it wouldn’t be the same.

She really didn’t want to say goodbye.

Fang Tong grabbed her purse, tidied up her clothes, and pulled Lin Qian downstairs by the hand.

Upon leaving the residential complex, they could see a luxury car parked on the roadside from afar.

The man’s tall figure was leaning against the front of the car, and the dim yellow light shone on his face, blurring his handsome features.

Proud and noble, he was always mesmerizing.

"Hey, Mr. Yin, the item is returned to its owner."

Fang Tong waved at Yin Moran and brought Lin Qian in front of him.

Yin Moran was silent, just nodding slightly to her, then turned his gaze to Lin Qian’s face.

Lin Qian, finding it funny and a little annoyed, glared at Fang Tong and reached out to hug her.

"Tong, take care of yourself and be safe, okay?"

Returned to its owner?

So she was considered Yin Moran’s property now!

"Yeah, you take care too. Don’t push your man away. Call me if you have issues, and I’ll help you strategize," Fang Tong said, patting Lin Qian’s back with a big sisterly tone.

Lin Qian was touched and felt a twinge in her nose.

"Alright, Mr. Yin, I’m leaving tomorrow. Thanks for your care. Oh, and about the bodyguards, you can withdraw them; I won’t use your resources any longer," Fang Tong said, letting go of Lin Qian and quickly changing the topic as she saw Lin’s tearful look.

"You’re leaving?"

Yin Moran raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes, I’m going abroad for further studies. I hope there will still be a chance to work with the Yins in the future."

Fang Tong spoke with a candid expression.

Yin Moran nodded, "No problem."

"Ha, it seems I’m benefiting from Little Qian’s sake. For my future prospects, I also wish you lovebirds will end up together," Fang Tong joked, and Lin Qian slapped her on the shoulder.

Yin Moran’s lips curled up, he opened the car door and said lightly, "Let’s hope so."

"Absolutely, absolutely."

Fang Tong laughed heartily and pushed Lin Qian into the car.

"Tong, let me know when you’re leaving."

"Got it. Don’t worry about me; just go."

Fang Tong watched the luxury car drive away and took a deep breath.

She looked up at the starry sky, paused, and pulled out her phone to make a call.

The long dial tone sounded, followed by a man’s refined voice coming through the current.

"Hello?"

"Su Yu’an, I’m leaving tomorrow. Can you see me off?"

"Where?"

"Hmm... How about we sit at Star Sky Quiet Bar near my house?"

"Okay."

Ending the call, Fang Tong’s lips curved, her beautiful eyes shimmering with starlight.

It was a shame; she was leaving.

Time to say goodbye to the man she liked.

Fang Tong stood by the roadside and used an app to hail a cab.

In a black private car not far away, someone silently watched this scene, watching Fang Tong get into the fast car and leave, then quietly followed from afar.

...

Lin Qian sat in the passenger seat, silently looking at the scenery outside.

Her mind was still in chaos, and she didn’t know what to talk about with Yin Moran.

The atmoshpere in the car was somewhat oppressive, and Yin Moran glanced at her, his lips pressing together lightly.

He wondered what she was thinking about. Was he putting too much pressure on her?

Nangong Li’s words flashed through his mind.

Yin Moran’s gaze shifted subtly as he looked into the distance, checking around.

Is there a florist nearby?