Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 359 Let Yin Moran Be Embarrassed

Chapter 359: Chapter 359 Let Yin Moran Be Embarrassed

Yin Jingchen didn’t continue speaking, but Chu Yelin clearly understood his meaning.

Those in positions of power may seem glamorous and capable of calling the shots, but in reality, they bear far greater responsibilities and are bound by much tighter constraints than ordinary people.

Their every word and action is exposed to the public eye, leaving no room for mistakes.

One mistake, and what they lose is not only public trust but also the power they hold.

Chu Yelin understood this well.

At this moment, he had already made his way in front of Xu Xinyi.

He grabbed her injured finger and examined it briefly, a cold smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Seems like you’ve come up with a plan? What’s your move?"

Expose Yin Moran in a scandal?

That’s an interesting idea.

What method would the second son of the Yin Family devise to take down Yin Moran?

Quite curious!

"Haha, President Chu, let me keep it a secret for now; you’ll find out soon enough!"

On the other end of the phone, Yin Jingchen didn’t directly disclose his plan, maintaining an air of mystery.

Chu Yelin chuckled lightly. "Keeping secrets from me? Fine, I’ll wait for your show to begin! Hope this time you can truly knock Yin Moran off his pedestal!"

Don’t all women like men with unparalleled power?

He wanted to see what would happen when Yin Moran was dragged down from the heights—would Lin Qian still choose to be with him?

Chu Yelin hung up the phone, gazing down at the delicate, fair fingers of the woman by his side, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Why so careless?"

The warm touch of the man’s fingertips against hers made Xu Xinyi freeze, staring at Chu Yelin in a daze, her heart feeling unexpectedly tender.

He was a man of such icy detachment, and it was precisely because of his indifference that the rare warmth he showed felt especially precious.

In truth, he cared about her.

That’s why she had quietly stayed by his side all along.

Though this care might have nothing to do with love.

"It’s just a minor injury, nothing serious."

Xu Xinyi curved her lips into a faint smile, suppressing the pang of melancholy in her heart, her gaze soft as she looked up at him.

Chu Yelin glanced at her briefly, catching the gentle emotion in her eyes. His grip loosened, releasing her hand.

Recalling what Lin Qian had said before she left, Chu Yelin’s expression chilled.

He turned around without a word, heading toward the bed, lifting the covers and sitting down.

Lin Qian had asked him to turn his attention to the person at his side. Did she want him to be with Xu Xinyi?

Was Xu Xinyi expressing her affection toward him too overtly?

"Xinyi, you should go back. You have your own job and life; you don’t need to revolve around me all the time."

Go back?

Xu Xinyi’s soft heart clenched slightly.

She looked at Chu Yelin, her lips moving as a flicker of hurt flashed across her eyes.

Did he think she was being a nuisance?

Was it because of the remark Lin Qian made before she left?

He didn’t want Lin Qian to have any misunderstandings, right?

Xu Xinyi pressed her lips together, lowering her gaze, and continued clearing the shards from the floor.

"Yelin, don’t you think you’re being a little cruel? I don’t ask for anything—I just want to quietly stay by your side. Don’t worry, I know you don’t like me. Once you’re discharged from the hospital, I won’t hover around you every day anymore, getting in your way."

But for now, let her stay by his side just a little longer.

Only she understood that these days of caring for him in the hospital were the happiest days for her.

Even though, most of the time, they didn’t exchange many words and merely stayed together in silence.

She still felt content.

Because she was the one taking care of his daily needs, just like a wife would.

Let her dream this way for a few more days.

Looking at Xu Xinyi’s quiet profile, observing her silently cleaning up the fragments on the floor, Chu Yelin’s brows furrowed slightly, a strange and indescribable feeling growing in his chest.

He wanted her out of his sight, yet inexplicably found comfort in her presence.

It seemed to have become a habit—whenever he turned around, she would always be there, waiting for him.

An Ning.

Yes, she carried an air of tranquility that soothed his restless heart instantly.

Chu Yelin relaxed his tightly furrowed brows, turned his head to grab the laptop nearby, and stopped dwelling on these irrelevant thoughts.

Outside.

Lin Qian held Chu Ziyang’s hand as they left the hospital.

Nerves tightened in her chest, knowing the little one wasn’t in a good mood.

A conspicuous luxury car was parked at the hospital gate, the door open as Yin Moran stepped out, his long legs striding forward.

He hadn’t left?

Lin Qian paused, surprised to see him still there.

Yin Moran’s strikingly handsome features appeared determined as he took long strides toward them.

"You’re out? Let’s go, I’ll give you a ride."

Unable to get confirmation, how could he leave with peace of mind?

That’s why he had been waiting here for Lin Qian to come out.

"Uh..."

Before Lin Qian had a chance to speak, the small hand holding hers was suddenly pulled away.

Chu Ziyang’s little face tightened into a scowl as he threw Yin Moran a glare and exclaimed, "I don’t want you to take us! Uncle Yin, you’re so annoying!"

At that moment, the boy turned on his short legs and bolted across the street.

Lin Qian’s heart leapt in fear as she saw the busy traffic, screaming, "Ziyang, come back now!"

Chu Ziyang paid no attention, his small frame running recklessly forward.

It was rush hour with the road busy with cars.

As Chu Ziyang managed to avoid several speeding cars and continued dashing toward the opposite side, a black sedan attempting to overtake suddenly sped up—it was clear the driver hadn’t spotted Chu Ziyang’s tiny figure.

The car’s headlights flashed harshly, the horn blaring furiously, while Chu Ziyang froze in fear, staring at the approaching vehicle, unable to react.

Five meters, three meters, two meters...

In the instant the car was about to hit him, an arm tightly grabbed him.

Suddenly, he was held protectively in someone’s embrace.

In the chaotic moment, they both tumbled to the ground.

"Come on! Why are you running around like that? Do you have a death wish?"

"What kind of parent are you? How can you let your child dart across traffic on the main road like this?"

"..."

Angry shouts from the driver rang out in the air.

Chu Ziyang remained stunned, his dark eyes lifting to see the rugged jawline of Yin Moran.

So, it was the uncle he hated—Yin Moran—who saved him at the last moment?

"Sorry."

Yin Moran apologized to the driver nonchalantly, then turned to carry Chu Ziyang back to the roadside, asking with concern, "Are you hurt?"

Chu Ziyang said nothing, staring blankly at Yin Moran.

"Ziyang, Moran, you scared me to death! Are you both okay?"

Lin Qian was almost in tears, rushing to check on Chu Ziyang. Seeing he appeared unharmed, she turned to Yin Moran.

At a glance, she saw a portion of his sleeve had been torn away, exposing his arm smeared with blood.

"Moran, you’re hurt!"

At this, Lin Qian’s tears spilled over, her voice trembling, "Let’s head back to the hospital quickly."

It must’ve been when he dashed over to grab Chu Ziyang that he got scraped.

The moment had been so perilous.

She hadn’t even seen clearly how he managed to dart through that traffic.

Thankfully, he made it just in time—otherwise, her son would’ve been hit by the car.