Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 297: Can’t Slander My Dad out of Thin Air

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Can’t Slander My Dad out of Thin Air

Hearing Yin Moran’s question, Lin Zirui’s little brow furrowed slightly as he pondered thoughtfully.

"Mr. Yin, although I like you a lot, you are not my dad, I listen to Mommy."

Everything revolved around Mommy.

Whomever Mommy wanted to be with, he would stand on their side.

When Mommy was happy, he was happy too.

Hearing Lin Zirui’s words, Yin Moran’s thin lips tightened slightly.

"Zirui, I like your mommy very much, and I hope she can be happy in the future. The greatest happiness for a woman is to marry the man she loves, and I know your mommy loves me now, only, because Chu Yelin has saved her, she might feel grateful towards Chu Yelin and then choose to live with him for your and your brother’s sake. Zirui, your mommy is a simple and kind woman, easily deceived, while Chu Yelin..."

Yin Moran paused for a moment, coaxing gently, "Four years ago, he could use those means to hurt your mommy, I don’t think he’s a man of good intentions. Do you think if he lives with your mommy, she will be happy?"

His speech caused Lin Zirui’s brow to knit tightly, and his emotions surged.

"Mr. Yin, I won’t let anyone hurt my mommy. Moreover, since dad saved mommy this time, it shows his heart isn’t bad. He had his difficulties four years ago, and I believe he won’t do anything to hurt mommy again."

Originally, he had felt indifferent towards Chu Yelin.

But since he had saved mommy, his favorability towards him had soared.

He believed that if they truly lived together, he would not hurt mommy again.

Of course, he also wouldn’t give him the chance to hurt mommy.

Lin Zirui’s childish voice rang out clearly, and Yin Moran’s mouth curved into a cold arc.

"Zirui, I know you’re smart, but after all, you’re still a child, not yet capable of protecting your mommy. Have you ever thought that the incident of Chu Yelin saving your mommy is a bit too coincidental? You and your brother happened to be kidnapped, forcing me to leave your mommy, and then she had an accident, and Chu Yelin coincidentally saved her!"

"Zirui, you just said that the driver didn’t seem like a kidnapper, but just wanted to take you away from the kindergarten. Do you think there might be a connection between you two being taken away and your mommy being saved by Chu Yelin? Could it be possible that Chu Yelin planned this event to gain your mommy’s favor?"

His words left Lin Zirui staring at Yin Moran, incredulous.

"How could that be? Mr. Yin, you can’t deliberately slander my dad."

This was too exaggerated; he couldn’t accept such an argument.

"Although it’s my speculation, if you think about it more carefully, doesn’t it make sense?"

Yin Moran’s handsome face was cool and stern as he watched Lin Zirui.

Something flashed through Lin Zirui’s mind when he thought of Chu Ziyang’s behavior after returning home, causing his dark eyes to gleam.

An inexplicable skip of his heartbeat, his thoughts seemed to be led astray.

After his brother came back, he was acting very strangely; did he discover something?

Was it as Mr. Yin had said—all planned by dad?

Just to win mommy’s favor?

Lin Zirui’s little chest heaved as he hastily stepped back.

"Without any proof, Mr. Yin, you can’t falsely accuse my dad. I’m going down now, Candy, I’ll come to see you another day."

It was just a guess; he couldn’t jump to conclusions.

He needed to go find Chu Ziyang; he had to get to the bottom of this!

Watching Lin Zirui’s small figure departing with tiny steps, Yin Moran slowly straightened up, his dark eyes growing cold.

He knew that he had scared him.

Yet, the thought of the little guy who had originally been on his side now slowly accepting Chu Yelin made his heart sour.

"Daddy."

"Brother."

Candy on the hospital bed and Yin Qinglan, who had just come out of the restroom, looked at Yin Moran with shock on their faces, still digesting his words.

Was all this planned by Chu Yelin?

"Is it possible?"

Knock, knock—sounds of knocking on the door arose, disrupting the eerie atmosphere in the room.

Yin Moran’s slender lips pressed tightly together as he strode towards the door.

Standing outside was Han Chen. On seeing Yin Moran, he said, "Mr. Yin, you asked me to check into Wang Jianguo’s background, and I just found out that his mistress, Sun Li, suddenly died of a heart attack in prison. We had looked into Sun Li before, she was young and had no cardiovascular problems, so I suspect someone has tampered with the evidence and moved her."

The statement seemed to further solidify the icy expression on Yin Moran’s already cold face.

Could Wang Jianguo’s mistress’s sudden death be because Wang Jianguo wanted to protect this woman, and so he followed the orders of the person behind the scenes, doing as instructed and taking all the blame?

And what was the purpose of the person behind the scenes in doing this?

All signs pointed to him doing it just to gain Lin Qian’s favor!

So, if it wasn’t Chu Yelin, who else could it be?

Yin Moran’s forehead throbbed, and the aura around him was as chilling and dreadful as a demon from hell.

Without uttering a word, he strode towards the elevator with long steps.

Downstairs, Xu Xinyi was setting out the ordered meal boxes one by one.

Lin Zirui sat on the sofa, watching Chu Ziyang, who was sitting by the bed talking to Lin Qian and Chu Yelin, his expression looking rather unpleasant.

His mind was full of what Yin Moran had said to him: how he longed to speak his own mind right now.

But without evidence, he couldn’t just take someone else’s word for it.

"Dinner is ready. Ziyang, you and your mommy eat first, and then can your mommy come to help me eat when you’re done?"

Chu Yelin had learned to be smart, saying and doing everything with Chu Ziyang at the forefront.

Because he was clever enough to know that Lin Qian would care more about her own son’s thoughts.

This way, he could also subtly avoid some embarrassment.

"Mommy, let’s go eat."

"I’m not hungry yet, you and Zirui go first."

Lin Qian gave Chu Ziyang a bent smile and swept her gaze over to Chu Yelin, laughing, "Chu Yelin, your injury is on your back, but it seems like your hands are fine, right?"

His casual requests for her to pour tea or pass things, these intimate acts, made her feel uncomfortable.

Yet he did it so subtly, she found it hard to refuse.

It was as if she was his other half, and if he was in trouble, how could she just ignore it?

"My hands are indeed fine. I just want to act spoiled like Ziyang while I’m sick."

Chu Yelin looked deeply into Lin Qian’s eyes, "Qianqian, do you... mind?"

Of course, she... was rather reluctant!

But after all, he had saved her life; how could she possibly be ungrateful?

Lin Qian pursed her lips, saw the affection in Chu Yelin’s beautiful peach blossom eyes, and quickly turned her head away.

"Fine, since you are my savior, I’ll serve you first."

Wasn’t it just helping him with a meal?

It wasn’t a big deal.

Lin Qian turned to get the food, but Xu Xinyi had already brought the prepared soup to her.

Xu Xinyi’s graceful face was expressionless, but her lips were a bit pale.

Lin Qian looked at Xu Xinyi and received the bowl without a word.

She had to admire Xu Xinyi.

Watching the man she liked treat her as if she were invisible, didn’t it break her heart?