Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 434: Coming as Your Male Companion

Chapter 434: Chapter 434: Coming as Your Male Companion

"Sorry, President Mi, I have something to attend to now, so I’ll take my leave first."

Yin Moran’s sharp gaze moved away from Chu Yelin’s face; he glanced casually at Mi Xue’er, nodded slightly, and walked away.

"Hey, Mr. Yin!"

Mi Xue’er glared at Chu Yelin, then rushed after him.

Chu Yelin, with a gloomy face, looked at the untouched dishes, irritably loosening the collar button, and left in big strides.

Outside, Lin Qian ignored everyone and went straight back to the sales department.

The phone beeped, signaling an incoming message.

Lin Qian glanced at it, her lips curving into a slight smile.

The message was from Yin Moran.

Upon opening it, she saw the words: "Qianqian, whose girlfriend are you?"

Whose girlfriend?

Is this an interrogation?

Lin Qian’s beautiful almond eyes glittered, "I’m no one’s girlfriend, I am just myself!"

"Haha, honey, my hand is itching a bit!"

The other side sent a message, a hint of amusement flashed in Lin Qian’s eyes, and her slender fingers typed a line.

"Hmph! Who’s your wife! Try not listening next time?"

"Still angry? Don’t be mad! Are you attending Mi Qihua’s birthday party with Chu Yelin tonight? Remember, keep your distance from Chu Yelin until I come, okay?"

Wait for him?

Is he going to be Mi Xue’er’s escort?

Lin Qian puffed her cheeks, "In what capacity are you coming?"

"How about as your date?"

As her date?

She’d love that!

But unfortunately, with that lunatic Chu Yelin around, it’s impossible.

"Hmph, keep your distance from Mi Xue’er, don’t let her cling to you like earlier, got it?"

"Honey, are you jealous?"

"Boring, off to work."

Lin Qian smiled, placing her phone aside.

On the other end, Yin Moran walked to his car, his brows softened as he tucked his phone into his pocket, pressed the car key, and opened the car door.

"Wait, Mr. Yin, don’t go, accompany me for a makeover!"

Mi Xue’er hurried over, flashing a coquettish smile at Yin Moran.

Yin Moran looked at her, took out his phone from his pocket and waved it, his seductive thin lips mouthed, "Sorry President Mi, my wife instructed me to keep my distance from other women. I love my wife, and dare not disobey!"

Wife!

Left and right wife!

Are they married!

Watching Yin Moran’s car drive off, Mi Xue’er was furious.

"Ahhhh! Yin Moran, you are mine!"

...

Night fell.

Lin Qian was forced by Chu Yelin to change into a dress, and rode in his car to Mi’s Mansion.

Getting out of the car, seeing the brightly lit mansion and the crowd entering, Lin Qian glanced at Chu Yelin who was bending his arm waiting for her, and said expressionlessly: "Chu Yelin, I state again, I am not your girlfriend, so don’t randomly introduce me."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yelin sneered lightly, "You saying it doesn’t make it true? Self-deception!"

Lin Qian: "..."

Who’s deceiving themselves indeed!

Lin Qian glared at him fiercely, pursed her red lips, and strode into the mansion first.

The castle-style mansion appeared more elegant and magnificent in the night.

The flowers in the garden danced with the breeze, emitting an elegant fragrance.

The lawn in front of the villa was brightly lit, reflecting the smiling faces of the guests.

A middle-aged man stood at the entrance, dressed in a tidy evening suit, greeting the incoming guests.

"President Mi."

Chu Yelin led Lin Qian to Mi Qihua, handing the gift to the servant standing next to him.

"Yelin, you’re late, help greet the guests."

Mi Qihua smiled as he saw Chu Yelin, his well-maintained face showing a hint of amusement.

"Alright."

Chu Yelin nodded slightly, his dark eyes glanced at Lin Qian beside him, "Qianqian, this is the supreme authority of our company, President Mi Qihua."

Lin Qian looked at the graceful-featured man and politely greeted him, "President Mi, happy birthday."

"Ha, you are..."

Mi Qihua’s gaze fixed on Lin Qian’s face, the polite words choking suddenly.

The smile froze on his face, showing utter shock.

Man!

This girl looked too much like his Man!

"President Mi, this is Lin Qian, my.....girlfriend."

Chu Yelin’s dark eyes flickered, wrapping an arm around Lin Qian’s waist, introduced to Mi Qihua.

Lin Qian’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, she turned to glance at Chu Yelin, glaring fiercely at him.

He still introduced her as his girlfriend.

Absolutely speechless.

However, Mi Qihua’s look towards her seemed a bit odd!

This gaze was similar to what Dongfang Ming had given her previously!

Could it be, he also knew her mother Chen Xiaoman?

As thoughts churned, a deep male voice came from behind.

"Old Turtle, happy birthday! Congratulations, you’re one step closer to death."

Lin Qian: "..."

It’s the first time hearing someone delivering such a congratulatory message.

Clearly, it was indeed Dongfang Ming.

Lin Qian found it amusing, turned to look at the newcomer, and saw Dongfang Ming and Dongfang Yu strolling over.

"Ming, Yu!"

Chu Yelin greeted them with a smile.

"Ming, Mr. Dongfang."

Lin Qian also greeted them politely.

"Qianqian, we meet again."

Dongfang Ming looked at Lin Qian with gentle affection, while Dongfang Yu gave Lin Qian a slight nod.

"You all, have met before?"

Mi Qihua, whose shock had calmed, scanned the faces of several people, ignoring Dongfang Ming’s insolent remark.

"Of course, we’ve met twice."

Dongfang Ming glanced at Mi Qihua, his eyes full of meaning.

Mi Qihua opened his mouth as if to say something, but a group of guests arrived shortly after.

"Yelin, take Qianqian inside to have fun."

Dongfang Ming motioned for Chu Yelin to lead Lin Qian into the villa hall.

Chu Yelin nodded slightly, his lowered dark eyes flickered, guiding Lin Qian into the hall.

Dongfang Yu followed closely.

Dongfang Ming stepped onto the stairs, coldly smiling as he looked at Mi Qihua’s somewhat dazed expression, "Old Turtle, don’t you find Lin Qian and Man look alike? If Man’s daughter had grown up by now, she’d be about this age."

Upon hearing it, a flash of something crossed Mi Qihua’s well-maintained face.

He glared at Dongfang Ming, "Dongfang Ming, enough, no need to find opportunities to mock me. You’re just jealous, jealous that Man liked me. If you hadn’t been despicable back then, would Man have left me?"

"Haha, I’m despicable? Who exactly is despicable? You tricked Man like a fool, leading her around in circles?" Dongfang Ming retorted coldly.

"Yes, I did hide some things from Man, but what qualifications do you have to act as a justice messenger? Didn’t you sleep with a fangirl behind your wife’s back? If not, where did your son Dongfang Yu come from? How can you still shamelessly criticize?"

Mi Qihua countered bluntly.

"You!"

Dongfang Ming’s face changed, his fist clenching tightly.

If it weren’t for the guests arriving behind them, he really wanted to punch this man.

Thinking of something, Dongfang Ming sneered, "Mi Qihua, you’ll regret it."