Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 410: The Cultured Scum

Chapter 410: Chapter 410: The Cultured Scum

Chu Yelin’s dark eyes were fixed on Xu Xinyi not far away, his expression was quite unpleasant.

His hand gripping the plate tightened, feeling inexplicably agitated.

Xu Xinyi has a boyfriend?

How come he didn’t know she has a boyfriend?

Today, she’s dressed so flamboyantly and smiling so joyfully at the man beside her.

Suddenly, an unexplainable anxiety arose within him.

As if his favorite toy, which was always only his, was snatched away by someone else.

He wanted to explode!

Not far away, Xu Xinyi smiled and turned her head. Upon seeing Chu Yelin and Lin Qian, she said something to the man beside her, pointed in their direction, and walked toward them.

Lin Qian saw Chu Yelin’s hand gripping the plate tightly, pursed her lips with a smile, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

Chu Yelin seems quite unhappy!

Hmm, if he’s unhappy, then she’s happy!

"Lin, Lin Qian, what a coincidence."

Xu Xinyi, holding a wine glass in one hand and lifting her dress with the other, gracefully walked up to them, smiling brightly.

Chu Yelin maintained a stern face, looking at her dress with a deep V-neck design, his expression darkened.

"Why are you here? And dressed like this? Don’t you feel embarrassed?"

As he spoke, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her with a cold expression.

Lin Qian instinctively glanced down at her chest.

Her dress also had a V-neck, though not as deep as Xu Xinyi’s.

But Chu Yelin’s actions were somewhat intriguing!

A man only cares about a woman when he doesn’t want her dressed so seductively in front of other men, right?

So, does Chu Yelin actually care about Xu Xinyi?

He just doesn’t realize it!

"Lin, let me introduce you. This is Jiao Jinhan, the youngest chief physician at our hospital, just back from further studies."

Xu Xinyi, draped in Chu Yelin’s jacket, felt the overwhelming masculine scent and smiled warmly.

Chu Yelin glanced at Jiao Jinhan, seeing he had good looks and demeanor, and nodded slightly in acknowledgement.

Jiao Jinhan curved his lips and politely greeted Chu Yelin, "President Chu, delighted to meet you, I’ve heard Xinxin mention you."

Xinxin!

Chu Yelin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, feeling extreme disgust.

He glanced at Xu Xinyi and said coldly, "Xinyi, I don’t oppose you dating, but remember one thing, don’t judge people solely by appearances. A literary scoundrel can look cultured and elegant on the outside but be sinister and treacherous inside."

Pfft!

Lin Qian couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter while sipping her drink.

The drink trembled in her hand, splashing a few drops on her dress.

"Cough cough, sorry, I choked. Pardon me."

Forgive her!

She didn’t do it intentionally!

She truly found Chu Yelin’s words amusing just now.

That’s evidently a jab implying Jiao Jinhan is a literary scoundrel.

With such insinuations, how could he not have feelings for Xu Xinyi?

Lin Qian put down the drink, gave a dry laugh to the three people, lifted her dress, and walked toward the restroom.

Her mood unexpectedly lightened up.

She glanced afar, and at the corner not far away, a little baby carried by a maid came into view.

The little baby looked her way, sporting a bob haircut, with eyes large and dark, as bright as stars.

What a pretty little baby!

Lin Qian blinked, feeling that this little baby seemed somewhat familiar.

Where had she seen this before?

Lin Qian pondered, remembering suddenly that the little baby resembled Fang Tong’s daughter Nianxi.

Could it be?

Was the little baby she just saw Fang Tong’s daughter?

Lin Qian halted, hurriedly walked in that direction.

But looking around, the little baby was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Qian pressed her lips, tightened the hem of her dress, her emotions somewhat stirred.

Could it be such a coincidence?

Or did she see incorrectly?

She hadn’t met Fang Tong’s daughter, only seen her in Fang Tong’s phone album.

Perhaps she’s being overly sensitive!

Lin Qian bit her lip, frowned slightly with sorrow and turned around.

Where on earth was Fang Tong?

What had happened?

Su Yu’an said she moved to country F, and country F is so vast, where exactly is she!

Lost in thoughts, Lin Qian kept walking, unexpectedly bumping into a man’s embrace.

Lin Qian let out a sound, rubbed her nose that hurt from the impact, intended to speak but upon catching the familiar scent, suddenly lifted her gaze.

The man’s handsome face remained as before, with deep eyes staring intensely at her.

Who else could it be but Yin Moran!

Lin Qian slowly lowered her hand from her nose, staring blankly at the man before, forgetting to breathe.

Yin Moran’s eyes were like ink, fixedly looking at Lin Qian, and the next moment, caught her wrist, pulling her forcibly into an isolated corner.

"Qianqian, you have such a cruel heart!"

The man’s voice was hoarse and dark, carrying a biting tone.

Lin Qian’s nasal passages felt slightly sore, but her heart was excited.

"Why did you come?"

She thought he hated her so much he wouldn’t want to see her again.

"Why did I come? Were you really hoping I’d never appear before you again?"

Yin Moran pushed her body against the wall, one hand held tight on her waist, the other pinched her chin, his tone heavy.

"I!"

Lin Qian opened her mouth, looking at the man’s handsome face wanting to speak but unable to.

Should she tell Yin Moran the real reason she was with Chu Yelin?

"What about you? Qianqian, think carefully before speaking! Don’t use some inexplicable reasons to gloss over things, and don’t talk about breaking up and such nonsense!"

Yin Moran stared at her charming face, recalling the words she said at the flower sea base, his heart ached faintly.

He didn’t want to hear the word break up again!

No matter her reasons, he never wanted those words from her mouth!

Their child was already so big, how could she clear their relationship!

"Moran, loosen up first, you’re hurting me!"

Lin Qian looked at the man’s dark and gloomy face, speaking tenderly.

Yin Moran remained silent, staring at her luscious lips, remembering the annoying words she had spoken from there, and leaned in slightly, directly pressing his lips upon hers.

The longing person was right in front of him.

Lips intertwined, the familiar scent enveloped.

Lin Qian murmured, small hands tugging at his clothes, closing her eyes, letting him ravage at will.

She loved him!

Could he feel her heart?

"What are you doing!"

A man’s angry shout came, and the two were forcefully separated.

In the next moment, Lin Qian was pulled to Chu Yelin’s side.

Lin Qian managed to steady herself, raised her gaze to Yin Moran, seeing his face grim, fists clenched making creaking sounds.