Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 332: Sending the Daughter to Deal With It

Chapter 332: Chapter 332: Sending the Daughter to Deal With It

The Yin Family Villa.

Candy’s chubby little face showed no trace of a smile.

She glanced at Yin Moran sitting on the sofa, pouted her small lips high, ignored him, and stomped her little legs toward the upstairs.

Baby is angry, and the consequences are serious.

Yin Moran, sitting on the sofa, sighed deeply, pinched his brow in frustration, and called out, "Candy, your mommy is getting married."

This one sentence successfully made Candy stop in her tracks.

She quickly turned her head to look at Yin Moran, stomped her feet as she ran to him in a panic, and asked worriedly, "Mommy is getting married? Who is she going to marry?"

"With... Uncle Chu."

Yin Moran’s sexy Adam’s apple bobbed uncomfortably, and his voice seemed strained.

Candy stared at him in a daze, blinking her big, black grape-like eyes, which soon filled with tears.

"Mommy is marrying another man? She really doesn’t want Candy anymore? It’s all your fault, Daddy, you’re so annoying!"

Her teary-eyed expression made Yin Moran’s heart ache.

He sighed, picked her up, and held her close.

"Yes, Daddy is annoying and made mistakes. But for what happened, Daddy has his reasons. Daddy was set up."

Xu Xinyi had said that he needed to think of a way to make Lin Qian reconsider.

Lin Qian was soft-hearted; compared to him, she preferred their daughter more.

Sending their daughter to intervene might be the only chance left to salvage things.

"Set up? Then why didn’t you explain everything to Mommy?"

Candy used her soft, white hands to wipe away her tears, then slid off Yin Moran’s lap, grabbed his distinctively jointed hand, and looked at him anxiously, "Come on, come on, let’s go find Mommy and explain everything to her."

If everything is explained clearly, Mommy will surely forgive Daddy.

She doesn’t want Mommy to marry another man!

"Wait."

Yin Moran chuckled and pulled her into his arms, "It’s not that easy to explain, and besides, your mommy isn’t willing to see me right now."

No matter how he explained, he couldn’t escape suspicion of having slept with Qiao Xiya.

It was genuinely frustrating.

Had he really slept with Qiao Xiya or not?

Seeing Yin Moran’s helpless and troubled expression, Candy blinked her dark eyes and instantly understood.

"Got it, Daddy, I’ll call Mommy and arrange to meet her!"

Daddy wants her to take action!

Suddenly, she felt a heavy sense of responsibility!

"Alright, call her."

Truly father and daughter—what a tacit understanding!

Yin Moran handed Candy the phone, watching her small chubby hands dial a number. For some reason, he felt a little nervous.

So helpless—he just wanted to marry a wife peacefully; why was it so difficult?

His daughter’s soft, childish voice came to his ears, "Mommy."

The call connected.

Yin Moran fixed his dark eyes on Candy, listening to her talk over the phone.

"Mommy, you haven’t been paying attention to Candy these last few days. Don’t you like Candy anymore?"

Candy pouted her lips, looking very aggrieved.

"How could I not? I’ve just been busy these days, that’s all."

The phone’s speaker was on, and Lin Qian’s gentle voice echoed in the silent living room.

"Then don’t you like Daddy? Are you really going to marry that Uncle Chu?"

Candy asked over the phone, and on the other end, Lin Qian paused before replying, "Candy, is there anything else?"

Mommy didn’t want to discuss this topic?

Candy unhappily pouted her lips, rolled her big eyes at her dad beside her, and complained tearfully on the phone.

"Mommy, Candy seems to have gotten fat in the hospital—my clothes are all too small now. But no one thought to buy Candy new clothes! Boohoo! A child without a mom feels like a weed! Mommy, tomorrow is Saturday. Can you come shopping with Candy to buy clothes?"

Her pitiful little expression and whiny tone made Yin Moran next to her chuckle.

Drama queen daughter in action—he even wanted to applaud her.

On the other end of the call, Lin Qian froze for a moment and then replied, "I have to work tomorrow. This afternoon, however, I need to go for field research. How about I take you to buy clothes then?"

"Hmm, hmm, it’s settled then!"

Candy’s eyes lit up, and she threw Yin Moran a big, disdainful look from the side.

Yin Moran: "..."

That look of utter scorn!

Candy hung up the phone, lifted her chin arrogantly, and looked at Yin Moran, "Daddy, you heard that. Tomorrow Mommy and I have plans. Let me tell you, if you can’t make Mommy change her mind, I’ll run away from home and go live with Mommy!"

Yin Moran: "..."

Being threatened by his four-year-old daughter—there probably weren’t many in the world who could say the same!

"You’re going to leave Daddy and live with Mommy? Don’t forget, it’s not just your mommy who lives there now. Let’s think of a way together to win Mommy back, okay?"

Hearing this, Candy furrowed her little brows tightly, looking at Yin Moran with distaste, "Daddy, you’re so useless! Hurry up and come up with a way to win Mommy’s heart!"

"Alright, I’ll come up with something right away!"

Yin Moran laughed and pinched his daughter’s soft, pink cheeks, his dark gaze shifting forward.

Figuring out how to win over a woman?

This sort of thing might require asking Nangong Li!

At the hospital, Lin Qian hung up the phone and sighed softly, staring at the phone screen.

Thinking of Candy, her porcelain-doll-like cuteness always made her feel sorrow.

Scenes of accompanying her at the hospital filled her mind.

The little girl called her "Mommy" with such affection and stickiness.

And those mischievous, clever "little witch" remarks always made her laugh.

Her heart clenched slightly. Lin Qian rubbed the aching part and pursed her lips, putting her phone back into her pocket.

Her mood suddenly dipped as she stood by the hospital room door, looking through the window at her two sons gathered around the sickbed. She felt another wave of headache.

Out of impulse, she had agreed to Chu Yelin’s proposal.

The satisfaction she’d felt upon seeing Yin Moran’s darkened expression was proportional to the regret she felt now.

Her mind truly short-circuited—how could she make such a decision just to anger Yin Moran?

What should she do now?

Was she really going to marry Chu Yelin?

"Lin Qian, time for dinner."

Behind her came Xu Xinyi’s voice.

Lin Qian turned around to see Xu Xinyi holding a lunchbox and several bags, staring at her with a slightly dazed expression.

That expression made Lin Qian feel even more uncomfortable.

Xu Xinyi must have overheard Chu Yelin’s proposal to her.

She must be feeling awful right now.

"Well, Doctor Xu, actually, about Chu Yelin and me..."

"Lin Qian, maybe I should congratulate you and Yelin. Finally, your little family is about to officially reunite."

Xu Xinyi interrupted Lin Qian, looking at her as she spoke.

Lin Qian moved her lips, observing Xu Xinyi hesitantly, "Doctor Xu, do you truly wish me and Chu Yelin well? He’s the man you like!"

She really admired Xu Xinyi.

How could she so calmly watch the man she liked propose to another woman?

Hearing this, Xu Xinyi tightened her grip on the lunchbox.

She stared intently at Lin Qian, before finally smiling faintly, "Maybe Yelin marrying you isn’t a bad idea. At least you don’t love him, and you’re kind-hearted—you won’t mind my existence. In the future, I can still stay by his side in this way."

Lin Qian: "..."