Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 321: Your Phone Fell in My Car

Chapter 321: Chapter 321: Your Phone Fell in My Car

At the MXL counter, the happiest person to see Lin Qian return to work was none other than Chen Fei.

She threw her arms around Lin Qian as if reuniting with a long-lost family member. "Manager Lin, you’re finally here. I missed you so much!"

"Yeah, Manager Lin, the days you were off, it felt like something was missing."

"Exactly, the store definitely felt less lively and energetic without you."

"So true, we’ve all been eagerly waiting for your return!"

"..."

A group of employees also gathered around Lin Qian, chattering and laughing in agreement.

Lin Qian was infected by their enthusiasm. A soft smile spread across her elegant face, instantly lifting her clouded mood.

Indeed, work has a way of bringing joy!

"You all missed me? Missed me coming back to boss you around? Turns out you’re all a bunch of masochists!"

Lin Qian patted Chen Fei’s shoulder, joking with the group of employees.

"Manager Lin, you’re not the type to boss us around randomly! Unlike some people, who always wear a sour expression, create trouble out of nothing, and fine us for the smallest mistakes."

"Exactly, Manager Lin, you have no idea how hard it’s been while you were gone. We’ve been drowning in overtime, and we’re all on the verge of losing it."

"No kidding, all for the store’s sales event the day after tomorrow. This past month we’ve been pushed to the brink of madness by a certain someone."

"..."

The employees vented their frustrations fiercely to Lin Qian.

Lin Qian blinked her pretty almond-shaped eyes, turning to Chen Fei with a puzzled look, silently asking who exactly this "certain someone" was that they were complaining about.

Who was the one nitpicking and fining employees for every little thing?

Who was making them work overtime for an entire month?

Chen Fei pursed her lips and was about to say something when footsteps echoed from the doorway, and someone walked in.

"Get moving, get back to work, or else the old witch will catch you slacking and dock your pay."

"Afraid of what? Manager Lin is back now. She’s not even our direct supervisor. We don’t answer to her."

"Don’t risk it. That woman’s probably hit menopause—best to stay out of her way."

The employees glanced at Du Qian, who had just walked into the store, their expressions full of silent frustration. After exchanging quick greetings with Lin Qian, they scattered like birds.

Lin Qian instantly pieced it together.

It turned out the "certain someone" the employees were grumbling about was Du Qian.

As the Regional Manager, Du Qian had been stationed at their store for the past month, thanks to her ties with Chu Yelin.

Lin Qian had been on annual leave, so naturally, it fell to Du Qian to step in and oversee things.

"Lin Qian, back from your vacation? Must’ve been nice and relaxing for you. While the store is gearing up for a big sales event, you just dumped everything, washed your hands of it, and took off. And now you show up to reap the fruits of our labor?"

Du Qian stood in front of Lin Qian, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Lin Qian pressed her lips together, about to respond, but Chen Fei beat her to it. "Manager Du, even during her leave, Manager Lin wasn’t slacking off. The sales plan for the event the day after tomorrow was something she worked on during her hospital stay. If it weren’t for her, there’s no way the rest of us could’ve come up with such a solid plan on our own."

Hearing this, Du Qian shot Chen Fei a sideways glance, her eyes flashing with a cold glint.

She let out a dry scoff, her words dripping with insinuation. "Chen Fei, you might want to think carefully before putting all your bets on the wrong horse. Haven’t you been keeping up with the news? That golden ticket you’re clinging to might just fall out of favor soon!"

She paused, then let her gaze settle on Lin Qian, sneering, "I mean, Yin Moran isn’t blind. Why would he choose some floozy single mom over the stunning Superstar Qiao? Tell me, Lin Qian, does it hurt getting slapped in the face like this?"

Slapped in the face? Hurt?

Lin Qian’s once-happy mood evaporated. Her fingers unconsciously curled into fists.

Beside her, Chen Fei frowned deeply, about to speak up, but Lin Qian grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Manager Du, isn’t that a private matter? What does it have to do with my job? You’re so nosy, it’s a shame you didn’t become a paparazzo. Oh wait, I get it. Is this you planning for a career change? In case one day you get tired of being a manager, you’re prepping to transition into tabloid journalism?"

She was in a foul mood, so who could blame her for retaliating?

She wasn’t some pushover, after all!

"You...!"

Caught off-guard, Du Qian’s face turned an alternating mix of pale and red.

Just as she was about to snap back, footsteps and excited exclamations from employees came from the entrance.

"President Chu!"

Chu Yelin had arrived!

Whatever Du Qian had planned to say had to be swallowed as her demeanor immediately deflated.

Shooting a sharp look at Lin Qian, she turned to greet Chu Yelin. "President Chu, welcome."

Chu Yelin gave her the briefest of acknowledgments and strode directly toward Lin Qian.

"Qianqian, why are you walking so fast? You left your phone in my car."

Lin Qian: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Lin Qian stared at the phone Chu Yelin handed to her, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Thanks. I should get to work now."

Chu Yelin, do you really need to make such a scene?

Was he intentionally letting everyone know she came to work in his car today?

If so, then...the implications of their relationship...

No doubt about it—her coworkers were definitely going to start gossiping about her and Chu Yelin again!

Headache incoming!

Behind her, Du Qian glared at Lin Qian and Chu Yelin, her heavily made-up face twisting slightly.

Lin Qian getting dumped by Yin Moran and then immediately clinging to Chu Yelin?

Just as she suspected—MXL was no place for her to stay long-term!

After handling some backlog at work, Lin Qian came across a contract.

It was the employee uniform agreement she had signed with the Gu Family. According to the date, today was when they were supposed to settle the final payment.

She thought for a moment and dialed the sales department at the Gu Family.

After being transferred a few times, the person on the other end of the line ended up being Gu Yan.

"Lin Qian? You’re calling about settling accounts? Sure, I’ll see you in person!"

Through the receiver, Gu Yan’s tone radiated smugness.

Lin Qian set down the phone, her thoughts swirling.

Gu Yan so readily agreeing to meet for payment?

She had been prepared for a showdown, certain Gu Yan would throw some curveballs her way.

Apparently, Gu Yan was in high spirits?

But why?

Flashes of recent news involving Gu Yan and Su Yu’an surfaced in her mind.

Could it be because of Su Yu’an?

Due to their earlier scandal, was their relationship finally official?

At the thought, Lin Qian felt an inexplicable discomfort.

Gu Yan was completely unworthy of Su Yu’an. Lin Qian absolutely hated the idea of them being together.

On her way to the Gu Family, Lin Qian’s mind kept wandering.

Thinking about Su Yu’an inevitably brought her thoughts to Fang Tong.

That brat—since leaving the country, she hadn’t contacted her at all.

What could she possibly be so busy with!

Lost in her musings, Lin Qian soon arrived at the Gu Family’s headquarters.

As she pushed open the door, she saw Gu Yan dressed to the nines. She wore a tailored dress, layered with a purple-pink wool coat, strutting toward her in high heels.

Her makeup was immaculate, and even before she approached, an air of sheer elation radiated off her.