Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 339: I Owe Your Sister, Not You

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: I Owe Your Sister, Not You

Yin Moran stretched his long legs, just about to walk toward Lin Qian, when the phone in his pocket rang.

Yin Moran paused mid-step, pulled out his phone for a glance, and his expression instantly turned cold.

His gaze swept lightly toward Lin Qian, who was excitedly watching three kids walk the runway alongside Qinglan. His thin lips pressed together as he turned toward the corner.

The call was from Qiao Xiya.

Yin Moran’s jaw tightened as he answered the call.

A sweet female voice came through the line, "Moran, you’re back from your business trip, aren’t you?"

He had just returned, and yet her information was remarkably up-to-date.

Yin Moran’s handsome face darkened. "Ya, it seems like you have quite a few eyes on me."

A pause was noticeable from the other end of the call as Qiao Xiya was clearly taken aback. "Moran, I don’t..."

"I’m very busy. Say what you need directly."

Yin Moran’s face remained cold, his thin lips opening slightly.

"It’s about something."

Qiao Xiya’s voice carried a hint of hesitation. "Moran, the news about us a few days ago was blown up too much. My mom keeps nagging me, saying she wants to meet you. Moran..."

"Qiao Xiya, if you think using elders to pressure me is a good idea, you’re mistaken. Did you and your brother collaborate to manipulate me for fun? Do you honestly think I’m a pushover?"

Yin Moran abruptly interrupted her, his voice icy.

Qiao Xiya’s breathing hitched audibly. "Moran, I don’t understand what you’re saying. I didn’t set you up, I mean, we didn’t..."

"Really, no schemes against me? Ya, I have no affection for you. All these years, I’ve extended care to you and your family out of regard for your sister. Is it because of my unconditional support that you think my care for your family is something you’re entitled to? That no matter what you do to me, I’ll forgive you?"

"Ya, you need to understand, it’s your sister I owe—not you! Stop testing my limits. Even if I feel guilty toward your sister, your manipulation this time obliterates that entirely. My care and consideration for you and your family have reached their limit!"

His words carried a bone-deep chill and ruthless finality.

Across the line, Qiao Xiya sat at her dressing table, staring blankly at the sound of the disconnect beeps coming from the phone. Her face paled.

This time, she truly heard Yin Moran’s intent to draw a clear line with her.

Had he really discovered her brother’s existence?

Did he uncover the truth?

No!

If he truly knew, he wouldn’t dismiss it with just a few light words.

It had to be Lin Qian who wanted to break up with him, and he was venting his anger on her.

As long as this moment passed, as long as Lin Qian completely broke up with him, then she’d be the only woman left in his life again. He would surely shift his attention back to her!

Except...

Qiao Xiya gripped her phone tightly, a flash of cold ruthlessness crossing her refined features.

Someone had taken a set of images and posted them online.

On them, neon lights intertwined into colorful shadows, expressing the sentiment of a man apologizing to a woman.

"Qianqian, I’m sorry!"

It was unmistakably Yin Moran’s handiwork.

What was so great about Lin Qian?

Why was she worth Yin Moran using such a romantic gesture to apologize?

And Lin Qian—under Yin Moran’s tender overtures, would she forgive him?

Qiao Xiya’s chest heaved dramatically. Unable to sit still any longer, she stood up to leave.

"Qiao, where are you headed? The shoot is about to start."

Shen Bing came in from outside, spotting Qiao Xiya’s visibly cold demeanor and hurried to ask.

"Not doing it. I’m returning to Su City."

Qiao Xiya put on her sunglasses, speaking with cold arrogance.

"Qiao, that’s not a wise decision."

Shen Bing quickly blocked her path, looking conflicted. "You’ve already postponed several engagements due to illness. This shoot is for Yin Group’s new product endorsement. They finally gave us the contract, and if you act on a whim at this juncture, I’m afraid Mr. Yin will develop a poor opinion of you."

Lately, Qiao Xiya had been at the center of public scrutiny, all because of Yin Moran.

Originally, the endorsement for Yin Group’s new product had been Fang Tong’s.

But Fang Tong’s scandal led to her voluntary termination of the contract with Yin Group.

Only then did Yin Group pass the contract along to her.

Other contracts she could treat carelessly, but this contract belonged to Yin Group.

Could she really say she wouldn’t do it? Did she not fear losing Yin Moran’s favor?

Shen Bing’s words gave Qiao Xiya pause, her steps faltering as her brows furrowed.

The contract itself didn’t matter to her.

But Yin Moran was clearly dissatisfied with her now.

If she acted capriciously again at this point, Yin Moran might truly turn away from her entirely.

Fine.

The shoot was only going to last for two days.

She was confident that Lin Qian, being the proud woman she was, wouldn’t easily brush aside Yin Moran’s infidelity with other women. Nor would she immediately forgive him under his romantic advances, would she?

With this thought, Qiao Xiya suppressed her urgency to leave and sat back down, coldly commanding, "Send someone to keep an eye on Lin Qian’s every move. Don’t let her forgive Yin Moran."

"Got it."

Shen Bing sighed with relief and quickly called a makeup artist to touch up Qiao Xiya’s look.

Meanwhile, over at Qinglan’s studio, Lin Qian couldn’t stop smiling as she watched three kids walking the runway in time to the music.

The three little ones had never received professional modeling training, yet their runway performance was remarkably impressive.

However...

"Oh no, Zirui, Ziyang, you two little ones could smile a bit, you know? Don’t keep such serious faces! You’re supposed to be cute and playful!"

Qinglan called out to the two boys, but instead of flashing smiles, they glanced at her and managed to look even more serious.

Inwardly, the two muttered to themselves, "We’re boys, okay? Gotta stay cool!"

It was already a big deal for them to be on stage.

If not for helping their mommy, there was no way they’d be caught selling their charm.

"Lin Qian, look at them—they’re just too good at pretending!"

Qinglan leaned closer to Lin Qian and chuckled. "Well, my Little Candy is the cutest of all. Look at her, smiling so sweetly. She’s just adorable!"

Hearing this, Lin Qian smiled and agreed, "Candy really is adorable! With her performance, I’m sure we’ll make a lot of sales tomorrow."

"So, Lin Qian, for the sake of this little bundle of sweetness, just make up with my brother already, okay?"

Qinglan took the chance to put in a good word for Yin Moran.

Lin Qian’s smile waned slightly, and before she could think of a reply, her phone rang.

"Qinglan, I’m going to the restroom."

"Go ahead, it’s on the second floor."

"Alright."

Lin Qian curved her lips lightly, grabbed her phone, and quickly headed up to the second floor.

Behind her, Yin Moran had just ended his call. Seeing Lin Qian head upstairs, his dark eyes shifted as he strode after her.

Upstairs, Lin Qian glanced at her phone—it was a call from Chu Yelin.

Thinking of work-related matters, her expression turned serious as she answered the call.