Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 316: He is a Momma’s Boy

Chapter 316: Chapter 316: He is a Momma’s Boy

Upon hearing Lin Zirui’s words, Lin Qian said directly, "Zirui, why even hesitate? This is such a wonderful opportunity! Mom supports you going."

That’s the National Research Institute!

Such a mysterious and sacred place!

Ordinary people can only stand outside and sigh with envy, and yet this kid is hesitating!

Hesitating about what exactly!

"Mommy, I know exactly what little brother is hesitating about. He’s just a mama’s boy and doesn’t want to leave you."

Nearby, Chu Ziyang rolled his big eyes and teased deliberately.

Lin Qian: "..."

Mama’s boy!

What kind of description is that?

The baby is only four years old, still immature—of course he wouldn’t want to be away from her!

Lin Qian glanced around, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry, yet her heart was filled with warmth.

Having her son rely on her gave her a sense of accomplishment!

"Brother, I’m a mama’s boy, and you are too, aren’t you? Do you dare say you’re not secretly longing for me to leave home so you can monopolize Mommy all to yourself?"

Lin Zirui, who was unceremoniously labeled a mama’s boy by Chu Ziyang, blushed slightly but confidently exposed Chu Ziyang’s sneaky intentions.

Chu Ziyang chuckled sheepishly, rubbing his small nose, his dark eyes sparkling with a hint of starlight.

Finally, his little brother wasn’t ignoring him like before!

Finally, his brother was willing to talk to him!

Could this mean he was forgiven?

"Alright! I know you two are filial and don’t want to leave Mommy, but remember—you’re little men now! A real man should aim high and not be confined to one place."

Lin Qian’s tone was soft and gentle, but she made the final decision. "So, Zirui, it’s settled—you’re going to the National Research Institute, and no more hesitation, okay? Ziyang, if you get a chance like Zirui’s in the future, no excuses either, got it?"

Her two boys were her pride; she wouldn’t let their high IQ go to waste!

"Got it."

"Got it."

The two little ones exchanged glances and answered in unison.

"Good."

Lin Qian’s face was full of satisfaction. Gazing at the two little ones on her left and right, the more she looked, the happier she felt.

In the driver’s seat, Chu Yelin listened silently to the trio’s conversation, a flash of something inscrutable crossing his gaze.

Not surprising, given they were Yin Moran’s kids—their intelligence was striking.

If there weren’t other emotions mixed in, he might genuinely envy Yin Moran.

But right now...

"My sons are truly amazing. A joyous occasion like this calls for a celebration, wouldn’t you say, Qianqian?"

Yin Moran’s sons were destined to pave the way for him!

"Mm, we absolutely should celebrate."

Lin Qian nodded, then thought for a moment and said, "Chu Yelin, could you stop by the supermarket up ahead? I’ll pick up some groceries and cook something delicious tonight."

"Sure."

Chu Yelin chuckled softly. "Actually, there’s no need to buy groceries—Xu Xinyi found out we were discharged earlier and already bought everything. Later, why don’t you and the kids head upstairs first? I’ll grab a couple of bottles of wine."

Wine?

Lin Qian froze for a moment. "No need for wine, we don’t drink."

"Just a little, today’s a special day. Join me for a drink—how about it?"

Chu Yelin slowly pulled the car to the curb, glancing back at Lin Qian with meaning in his eyes.

Today’s a special day?

It truly was.

Because she was about to break up with Yin Moran!

Lin Qian understood what Chu Yelin meant, her lips pressing together as her eyes flickered with sadness.

Quickly suppressing her emotions, she looked at Chu Yelin and said, "Why should I drink with you? Did I invite you to my home as a guest?"

Hearing this, Chu Yelin feigned a pitiful look. "Qianqian, am I... really not welcome at your house?"

Lin Qian: "..."

Fine!

She was just feeling a bit emotional and accidentally lashing out.

Her gaze swept over the two little ones beside her, catching their pitch-black eyes staring at her intently. Lin Qian couldn’t help but laugh.

Why did this feel like she was a queen?

"Ahem, Chu Yelin, you’re still injured; how can you drink?"

Chu Yelin was the father of her children—this was their moment of glory, and she had no reason to bar him from her home.

But with his injuries, could he really drink?

"A minor injury, it’s nothing."

Chu Yelin unbuckled his seatbelt, his gaze deep as he looked at Lin Qian. "Still, having your concern warms my heart, Qianqian."

His soulful eyes, his magnetic voice, and his handsome face—all of it radiated unmistakable affection.

Lin Qian’s almond-shaped eyes flickered, hastily turning her head away and opening the car door.

"Babies, let’s get out of the car."

At the moment, she didn’t want to think about anything.

She only knew one thing—she wouldn’t fall in love again.

She never wanted to endure the pain of heartbreak again.

As for Chu Yelin... she’d let things take their natural course.

The two little ones exchanged a look, then followed Lin Qian out of the car.

Chu Ziyang held Lin Qian’s hand, glancing back at Chu Yelin in the driver’s seat, his small lips moving. "Daddy, we’re going upstairs with Mommy now. You can join us once you’ve bought the wine."

Mommy’s attitude toward Daddy had shifted. Perhaps, just as Daddy said, if they tried harder, he’d get what he wanted!

As for Mr. Yin...

This time, it was his own fault; no one else could be blamed!

Chu Yelin gazed at the three figures ahead, the soft glow of the sunset casting long shadows behind them.

Deep down, a corner of his heart softened inexplicably.

Chu Yelin’s lips curved into a faint smile, his long, narrow eyes filled with tenderness.

Upstairs, Xu Xinyi heard the door open and emerged from the kitchen.

She was wearing Lin Qian’s apron, her eyes scanning the three as they entered. When the two little ones greeted her, she nodded, glancing behind them.

"Yelin didn’t come back with you?"

Chu Yelin had mentioned he’d be coming over for dinner and suggested she buy extra groceries.

And she had seen the news—it was crystal clear to her what Chu Yelin meant.

Was fate helping him as well?

Right at this critical moment, Yin Moran had gotten involved with Qiao Xiya. Was Chu Yelin about to achieve his goal?

Bitter feelings emerged in her heart—an indescribable mix.

"He went to buy wine."

Watching the two little ones dart into their rooms, Lin Qian walked over to Xu Xinyi. "What’s cooking in the kitchen? I’ll help you."

"Alright."

Xu Xinyi nodded slightly, glancing at Lin Qian hesitantly before deciding not to say anything. She led the way back to the kitchen.

Lin Qian pursed her lips and followed her inside.

In the room, Chu Ziyang watched Lin Zirui pull out his laptop, his small fingers deftly navigating the keyboard until a news article popped up onscreen.

He leaned in for a closer look, realizing it was about Yin Moran and Qiao Xiya.

That news had been suppressed today, but traces still lingered.

Using his hacking skills, Lin Zirui restored the article, staring intently at it with furrowed brows.

No wonder Mommy was upset.

Mr. Yin had indeed gotten involved with Qiao Xiya?

What was going on?

"Brother, did you see? Mr. Yin betrayed Mommy—he hurt her feelings."

Chu Ziyang looked at Lin Zirui. "I know Dad might have made some mistakes too, but now, we can see he’s more reliable than Mr. Yin. Dad wouldn’t get involved with other women or make Mommy sad. Brother, things have turned out this way—Mommy has already broken up with Yin Moran. Don’t be disappointed in me anymore, okay?"