Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 421: Let the Son Help

Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Let the Son Help

Lin Qian arrived at the hospital entrance by car.

As she got out of the car, the phone in her bag rang.

Lin Qian stopped, took out her phone for a glance, and pressed her lips together.

It was a call from Yin Moran.

Upon answering, the familiar magnetic voice came through the line.

"Qianqian, where are you?"

Lin Qian’s fingers tightened slightly, and she asked in a business-like manner, "Mr. Yin, I’m outside dealing with something right now. Is there anything you need?"

Chu Yelin had warned her, she couldn’t ignore it.

"Mr. Yin? Ha! Alright, Miss Lin, you are the person in charge of both our companies. I need to discuss some specific details of this business with you."

The man’s voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of displeasure.

Lin Qian knew he was upset about how she addressed him and sighed internally.

"I’m currently at the hospital, maybe we can wait until I..."

"At the hospital? Qianqian, what happened? Why are you at the hospital?"

Before Lin Qian could finish, Yin Moran’s voice tightened abruptly.

Lin Qian bit her lip, feeling warm inside.

"I’m not in trouble, I just have to handle some business."

It felt so good to be cared for by him!

"Got it, I’m coming over right away."

Yin Moran’s tone relaxed slightly, and he hung up without waiting for her response.

Lin Qian opened her mouth, looking at the disconnected call, and exhaled deeply.

She decided to ignore him for now and focus on finding Hu Shen first.

Looking around, Lin Qian quickly found her target.

At this moment, Hu Shen was holding a child’s hand, walking towards the doctor’s office.

From a distance, Lin Qian could see the little guy with his head slightly down, silent and unresponsive.

His fair skin lacked color, and he seemed a bit small and emaciated, making people feel compassionate.

This child should be Hu Shen’s younger son.

Lin Qian pressed her lips together, standing by the window, thinking.

Children with autism mostly have psychological issues.

They often immerse themselves in their own world, feeling very lonely.

To open his heart, you have to make him interested in something.

Gradually, perhaps he could regain his health.

How can one make this child interested in something?

And how could she know what he might be interested in?

Her thoughts were a bit jumbled when footsteps came from behind her.

Before she could turn around, a familiar masculine aura wafted over.

"Qianqian."

Yin Moran had arrived.

Lin Qian’s heart trembled, and she turned to look at him.

The man’s handsome face was as striking as ever, his deep eyes profound and intense, looking directly at her, making her feel exposed.

Lin Qian pressed her lips, tidied the hair around her ear, and gave a dry laugh, "Mr. Yin..."

Her waist tightened before she could finish, and she was pulled into his arms.

"Call me Mr. Yin again, and see what happens? Little thing, have I been too indulgent with you?"

The man’s voice was husky, carrying a trace of a warning, his dark eyes fixed on her red lips, as if he would seal them with a kiss if she dared to call him formally once more.

Lin Qian’s face flushed, she glanced around, noticing the gossiping eyes from passersby, and quickly pushed him away.

"Yin Moran, we’re in public, stop messing around."

Yin Moran stared at Lin Qian’s slightly red face, moving closer again, "Alright, I won’t mess around, but stop calling me so formally, hmm?"

The end of his tone was alluringly gentle, and Lin Qian’s heart trembled, hurriedly suppressing her tumultuous thoughts.

"I’m busy now, let’s discuss the contract between our two families a bit later."

Damn man, knowing she couldn’t resist his magnetic voice, could he stop speaking to her so tenderly!

"What are you busy with? Why did you come to the hospital?"

Yin Moran asked, hands in pockets, looking at Lin Qian.

Did he really think he was here to discuss the cooperation details?

That was merely an excuse to find her.

"Oh, the company not only put me in charge of the Yins’ project but also threw another one at me. The boss said if I don’t secure this project, I’ll be kicked out."

Lin Qian stared at the distant office, afraid of missing the time when Hu Shen came out with the child.

"Ha! Get kicked out if you must, do you really want to work at MXL Company so badly?"

Yin Moran sneered, looking steadily at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian glanced at Yin Moran, pressed her lips, and remained silent.

Of course, she didn’t care about working at MXL Company, but she couldn’t remain idle.

Otherwise, she’d go crazy!

Seeing Lin Qian silent and unresponsive, Yin Moran felt irritated.

"Qianqian..."

"Yin Moran, how do you think one can make a child with autism recover their health?"

Lin Qian, understanding what Yin Moran wanted to discuss, hurriedly interrupted him.

He probably wanted her to go back with him.

But she couldn’t go back with him for now!

Yin Moran furrowed his brow slightly, swallowed the words on his lips, and asked, "A child with autism? Who has autism? Ziyang?"

Lin Qian: "..."

This man, couldn’t he wish something good for his son?

"No, it’s the son of a client I’m visiting today..."

Lin Qian roughly explained the situation to Yin Moran.

Yin Moran seemed thoughtful, "So, you plan to start with the child? Because Hu Shen’s most beloved is his younger son. If the child recovers, perhaps he might give you the contract?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qian was silent for a moment, "It’s not just about the contract. I hope every child can grow up healthy and safe."

Because she is a mother.

She wishes every child she sees to be healthy and happy.

Yin Moran remained silent, looking at the woman’s lovely face, his gaze gentle.

The woman he loves is so kind.

Thinking of something, he said, "I haven’t met a child with autism, but I think a child’s world might be better understood by a child. Why don’t we let our son help a bit?"

Let their son help?

Lin Qian’s eyes lit up, "You mean, let Zirui help? How will he help?"

"How to help, I’ll talk about it when we see Zirui."

Yin Moran reached out, affectionately ruffling her soft hair, then took out his phone and made a call.

Lin Qian watched his chiseled profile, listening to him speak calmly to someone, knowing he was on the phone with the leaders of the National Research Institute.

After hanging up, he glanced at Lin Qian, pulled her to sit in a nearby chair, and hooked an arm around her shoulder, opening the tablet she was holding.

Without saying much, leaving Lin Qian guessing endlessly.

What exactly was he planning!

A moment later, the tablet reacted, and soon, Lin Zirui’s delicate face appeared on the screen.

Lin Qian was excited, calling out, "Baby!"

"Mommy!"

In the video, Lin Zirui was also enthusiastic, moving closer with concern, "Mommy, are you okay! I miss you so much!"

"I’m fine! Don’t worry, baby!"

Lin Qian’s nose felt sour, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

Yin Moran beside her pulled her into his embrace, gently patting her shoulder, silently comforting her.