Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 356: Not Recognizing Someone Just Because They Can’t Put on Clothes

Chapter 356: Chapter 356: Not Recognizing Someone Just Because They Can’t Put on Clothes

Yin Moran’s words made Lin Qian’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes blink.

Did he just say he wasn’t sure if he’d slept with Qiao Xiya?

She knew he had been set up by Qiao Xiya, so was he saying this as an excuse, or was it the truth?

Of course, she’d much rather believe that there was nothing improper between him and Qiao Xiya.

She had no intention of sharing the same carrot with another woman.

But...

Lin Qian slapped away Yin Moran’s hand that was pinching her chin, adjusted the coat on her shoulders, and pouted her red lips. "Then let’s talk about our relationship after you’ve figured out the truth."

She was a woman; she needed to learn self-restraint. She couldn’t be coaxed that easily!

Otherwise, who knows—he might do the same thing next time.

Her voice was soft and carried an unintentional charm.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes glimmered with a hint of amusement, and he felt a bit relieved inside.

The little woman had already given in a little; the dawn was in sight.

His mood instantly brightened.

Standing up straight, his dark eyes scanned the neatly arranged women’s undergarments to the side. His long fingers picked one up and held it out to her.

"Qianqian, you were so passionate last night, you nearly burned me out. So, you can’t just put on your clothes and pretend nothing happened. No matter what, you’ve got to take responsibility for me."

She had said she didn’t need him to take responsibility for her.

But he hadn’t said she wouldn’t need to take responsibility for him, had he?

So, regardless of who was responsible for whom, one thing was certain—she wasn’t getting rid of him anytime soon!

Looking at the teasing yet firm expression in his dark eyes, Lin Qian nearly lost it.

A faint blush climbed up her delicate face, though whether it was from embarrassment or anger, she wasn’t sure.

"Yin Moran, you shameless man!"

"Hmm, shameless it is."

Yin Moran pretended to lift the blanket wrapped around her, putting on a serious expression. "Qianqian, I cleaned you up last night, so now I’ll help you put on your panties as well."

Lin Qian: "....."

Someone, remember your mighty CEO status!

Stop being so brazen!

"Yin Moran, get out of here!"

"Qianqian, don’t be shy. Last night, we saw everything there was to see and did everything there was to do. Neither of us played coy."

"Yin Moran!"

"Hmm, I’m right here."

"....."

After teasing her for a while, Yin Moran finally let her off the hook when she was about to explode.

He turned away, waiting as she stayed under the blanket to put on her underwear. When he heard the rustling sound of her getting out of bed, the smile on Yin Moran’s face slightly softened.

"Qianqian, while you were asleep last night, Chu Yelin called you. I answered."

Now that things had come to this point, he needed her to cut ties with Chu Yelin.

Claiming to want her as a wife out of gratitude for saving his life? Chu Yelin must be dreaming!

Lin Qian was massaging her sore lower back when she heard Yin Moran’s words. Her hands hesitated in their movement.

She looked toward the man’s back and saw Yin Moran turn around, his dark eyes deep and penetrating.

"Qianqian, I told him that we’re together. I also told him you won’t marry him. Qianqian, you’re my fiancée. Later, I’ll go with you to explain everything to him."

Hearing this, Lin Qian blurted out, "That’s not necessary. I’ll handle it myself."

Yin Moran: "..."

He had thought she might hesitate, but to his surprise...

His mood instantly lifted.

Did this mean she didn’t actually have feelings for Chu Yelin?

Had she agreed to marry Chu Yelin just to piss him off?

Seeing the slight amusement glimmering in Yin Moran’s deep eyes, Lin Qian realized that her response just now might have been too straightforward.

A touch of annoyance flickered across her pretty face.

Around him, she really couldn’t play games or be cunning at all.

Even if she did want to clear things up with Chu Yelin, shouldn’t she have taken the chance to make Yin Moran nervous, to dangle him on a string?

She was such an idiot!

Lin Qian’s watery eyes glared at Yin Moran before she turned and walked toward the bathroom.

Behind her, the smile on Yin Moran’s lips deepened.

He strode after her, his magnetic voice teasing, "Qianqian, heading to freshen up? Let’s do it together."

"Yin Moran, stay away from me. I don’t want to see you."

"Qianqian, then just close your eyes. You look tired—let me take care of you while you freshen up."

"Yin Moran, since when did you have a talent for being as clingy as super glue?"

"Hmm, it’s a skill I’ve reserved just for you."

"..."

Half an hour later, Lin Qian was sitting in Han Chen’s car, holding a warm cup of milk, her mind wandering as she stared out at the passing scenery.

She hadn’t returned home last night. And last night, she had slept with Yin Moran.

That meant she could never be with Chu Yelin now.

She hadn’t really liked Chu Yelin in the first place; agreeing to marry him had been a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Now, she was fretting over how to handle things, and last night’s incident seemed like a timely twist of fate.

It gave her a legitimate reason to refuse him.

But whenever she thought about explaining it to him, her head started to ache.

After all, he had saved her life, and she had promised to marry him.

Now, she was really going to go back on her word.

And then there was her own son.

She was definitely going to let him down!

"What are you thinking about? You should eat while it’s still hot."

A deep, magnetic voice snapped her out of her thoughts. Lin Qian turned her head and saw Yin Moran holding a burger, offering it to her.

He had told Han Chen to buy them breakfast.

Burgers first thing in the morning? She didn’t have any appetite for that!

"I don’t want it. Milk is enough," Lin Qian said, turning her head away and frowning delicately.

"Not good enough. You’re too skinny; you need to eat more."

Yin Moran wrapped his arm around her slim waist, his deep voice whispering in her ear, "Otherwise, you’ll feel too bony to hold."

Lin Qian: "..."

This man—was he always this annoying?

Lin Qian bit her lip and glared at Yin Moran, her beautiful eyes somewhere between anger and flirtation.

Yin Moran chuckled softly. Looking at her watery gaze, his breathing faltered for a moment.

It seemed that once a man had tasted intimacy, his resolve wasn’t what it used to be.

She didn’t need to do much—just a single look from her, and he couldn’t resist wanting to pin her down and ravish her.

Taking a deep breath, he steadied himself and held the burger to her lips again, his voice coaxing gently, "Be good. Just have a bite."

"I don’t want to."

"Then let me feed you."

"Yin Moran!"

"Hmm."

"..."

Half an hour later, at the hospital.

"Yin Moran, I’ll go in myself. Don’t follow me," Lin Qian said as she got out of the car.

"Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?"

Yin Moran, unconvinced, stepped out as well.

"No, this is a matter between him and me. I can handle it," Lin Qian said, shaking her head before turning and heading inside.

She didn’t want Yin Moran to provoke Chu Yelin at a time like this.

Otherwise, it would only make things messier.

Lin Qian took the elevator up and arrived in front of Chu Yelin’s hospital room. Taking a deep breath, her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

She felt awkward facing Chu Yelin now.

Just as she was hesitating, the door to the room opened, and Xu Xinyi walked out, holding Chu Ziyang’s hand.