Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 435: Don’t Want to Follow Your Old Path

Chapter 435: Chapter 435: Don’t Want to Follow Your Old Path

In the hall, Chu Yelin and Dongfang Yu were pulled into a circle by a few business partners.

Lin Qian enjoyed the freedom, her gaze sweeping the room, without spotting anyone she recognized.

Of course, she didn’t want to meet anyone else; she was just looking for Yin Moran.

He said he’d come tonight; has he not appeared yet?

Even Mi Xue’er hasn’t made an appearance.

Are they together right now?

Lin Qian felt as if her heart had a cat’s paw scratching at it, causing emotional turmoil.

She asked a waiter for a drink and picked up a plate with some desserts, leisurely wandering the entire manor away from the crowd.

On the other side, Mi Qihua found Chu Yelin and called him to an isolated corner.

"Yelin, was that Lin Qian just now really Ziyang’s biological mother? Do you know who her parents are? What do they do?"

Eagerly wanting to know about Lin Qian.

Wanting to know who her parents really are.

Chu Yelin looked at the urgency on Mi Qihua’s face; after a pause, he spoke: "Lin Qian is indeed Ziyang’s biological mother. She was born in Su City, and her parents..."

Chu Yelin paused, meeting Mi Qihua’s gaze, and continued, "Her mother is called Chen Xiaoman, and her father is Lin Hai."

A single sentence made Mi Qihua’s expression shake with emotion.

"Yelin, are you serious? Is Lin Qian’s mother really called Chen Xiaoman?"

That child is indeed Man’s daughter!

But her father is not him!

"There’s no mistake."

Chu Yelin nodded, a flicker of dark light in his long eyes.

Mi Qihua stared blankly at Chu Yelin, momentarily lost in thought.

After a while, he suppressed his turbulent emotions and said solemnly, "Yelin, are you pursuing her? I disapprove!"

He originally didn’t want to interfere with the younger generation’s emotions.

But Lin Qian is Man’s daughter, and another man’s child!

Seeing her would remind him of Chen Xiaoman’s past betrayal.

He didn’t want the heir he admired, who was like a son to him, to date Lin Qian.

There’s a sense of unfairness!

"Sorry, President Mi, I like Lin Qian very much, and there can be no one else."

A hint of mockery flashed in Chu Yelin’s eyes as he replied lightly.

"You!"

Mi Qihua frowned, speaking earnestly, "Yelin, you may choose not to date Xue’er, but I’ve truly regarded you as a son and largely intend to let you continue managing my enterprises in the future. I hope you can find a Yue Family that would benefit your career. As for Lin Qian, she’s just an ordinary girl—she wouldn’t help you much in your career."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yelin curled his lips, "President Mi, I am looking for a wife, not a business partner. Besides, I don’t want to follow in your footsteps."

Finding a Yue Family beneficial to one’s career, then, after expanding the business, looking for the woman he truly loves?

Such an ending would be a sad story, wouldn’t it?

The young man’s tone was light, yet it held a hint of calmness.

Mi Qihua was somewhat dazed, his once noble face suddenly showing traces of despondency.

An observer sees more clearly; does even the younger generation feel that what he did in the past was disgraceful?

If time could turn back, perhaps he wouldn’t have been so utilitarian and would have chosen to fight alongside the woman he loved!

On the other side.

Lin Qian arrived in the manor’s back garden, looking at the vague clusters of flowers under the streetlights and smelling the floral scent wafting through the air. She took a deep breath and sipped her fruit wine comfortably.

The night is so beautiful!

How nice it would be to appreciate the night view with the man she loves and their lovely children.

From behind came the faint sound of footsteps. Before Lin Qian could turn around, a man’s large hand suddenly reached over from behind, covering her mouth and nose while pulling her aside.

Lin Qian was startled, mumbling and slapping the man’s hand forcefully.

Who is it?

What do you want to do?

"Don’t move, Qianqian, it’s me."

A low, magnetic voice with a hint of a smile came to her ear.

Lin Qian’s slapping stopped immediately. She looked up, frowning, at the person.

Yin Moran!

This annoying man, why is it him!

Trying to scare her to death?

"You..."

"Shh!"

Yin Moran pulled her down and made a gesture for silence.

The two hid behind a bush, and Yin Moran held her tightly, his dark eyes exceptionally bright in the night.

No sound?

What’s he up to!

Filled with suspicion, Lin Qian heard a woman’s voice not far away.

"Moran, are you here? Huh, why is no one here in the blink of an eye? I clearly saw him coming this way!"

Lin Qian: "..."

This is Mi Xue’er’s voice.

So, Yin Moran is avoiding Mi Xue’er.

Lin Qian pursed her lips, turned her head sideways to glare at Yin Moran, her expression filled with arrogance.

Yin Moran met her gaze, glanced at her pouting red lips, chuckled lightly, and leaned slightly closer.

A warmth enveloped her lips, the man’s familiar breath sweeping over her.

The strength of the man’s grip on her waist tightened, carrying a possessive demand, as if he wanted to embed her into his body, to become one.

The night was cool as water, the serene garden...

The surrounding air was clearly tinged with a slight chill, yet inside, both were like a burning fire.

They burned each other with a searing passion.

Lin Qian was kissed until she was dizzy and almost out of breath; only then did she whimper and manage to dodge Yin Moran’s kiss.

Her chest heaved, her gaze falling on the man’s handsome face close at hand, able to clearly feel the man’s barely controlled emotions.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes were ablaze with passionate flames.

His sexy Adam’s apple rolled as he fiercely took a bite on Lin Qian’s fragrant neck before regretfully lifting his gaze.

His slender fingers gently ran through her soft hair and delicate skin, his voice hoarse, "Qianqian, you’re truly my undoing."

He missed her immensely!

He wanted to take her away at all costs!

Lin Qian made a coquettish sound, her tone soft and sweet, "It hurts, Yin Moran, are you a dog!"

There must be a mark left on her neck!

Damn man, why suck so hard!

"Qianqian, whatever you say goes! If you want me to be your loyal dog, it’s not out of the question."

Yin Moran sat on the ground, one long leg slightly bent, holding the woman in his arms, stealing another kiss from her cheek.

"Oh, stop being silly, let me get up quickly."

Lurking in a secluded spot at someone else’s party, whispering sweet nothings, feels like an illicit affair, doesn’t it?

Yin Moran didn’t insist; he got up and helped Lin Qian to her feet.

"Don’t move yet; I got you a present."

There was a cool sensation on her neck as Lin Qian watched him take something out of his pocket and put it around her neck.

"What is it?"

"A necklace, one I chose."

Yin Moran helped her put on the necklace, his slender fingers gently pinching the pendant.

"Qianqian, don’t take it off; only then can I feel at ease."

The pendant was a ring.

But it wasn’t just an ordinary ring.

Inside, it contained the latest technology in positioning devices; no matter where she was, as long as she wore the necklace, he could know her location.

Only then could he be at ease.