Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 450 Jumping Off the Car

Chapter 450: Chapter 450 Jumping Off the Car

The car continued onward, all four individuals inside tense and on high alert.

The car behind relentlessly pursued, as if determined to force them to stop.

In front was a downhill road. The man in black hastily said, "Mr. Yin, this can’t go on. Our tire blew out, and once we’re on flat ground, we’ll definitely be forced to stop."

Once stopped, they would be at the mercy of others, like lambs to the slaughter.

They had to come up with a plan while they were still on the downhill road.

Yin Moran understood the man in black’s implication.

At this moment, his sharp eyes were searching for a chance to escape.

The road was winding, and beside their car lay a bottomless abyss.

If they didn’t want to be forced to stop and captured, the only option was to jump out of the car to escape.

But there was no guarantee that jumping out would ensure their survival.

"Mr. Yin, do you see the bend up ahead? I know the terrain here; although it’s an abyss below, it won’t be fatal. You and Miss Lin should jump out of the car quickly, it might help you escape the pursuit from behind."

The man in black in the driver’s seat slowed the car and quickly relayed his suggestion.

Yin Moran had been thinking the same, and cast an approving glance at the man in black.

"Alright, let’s do it! And you guys..."

It was clear that these two were well-trained bodyguards, dedicated to their duty.

"Don’t worry about us! President Mi hasn’t treated us poorly. Even if we die, we must protect his beloved daughter. Mr. Yin, Miss Lin is entrusted to you, please make sure to keep her safe."

The man in black slowed the car once more, his expression solemn.

"I will!"

Yin Moran promised sincerely, his dark eyes sweeping outside the car, waiting for the right moment. He opened the car door with one hand and held Lin Qian tight with the other.

"Qianqian, do you trust me? I won’t let anything happen to you! Hold on to me tight!"

Lin Qian didn’t have a chance to react.

She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she was pulled out of the car.

Her heart pounded fiercely.

Lin Qian quickly closed her eyes and clung tightly to Yin Moran’s lean waist.

Burying her head against his broad chest, listening to the wind rushing by, she felt her center of gravity shifting downward.

Soon, she and Yin Moran seemed to find something to hold onto.

Their bodies rolled downward, over and over, until they came to a stop.

A man’s intense heartbeat echoed in her ears. Lin Qian opened her eyes and realized they were lying in some bushes.

A man’s face bore scratches from branches, and his clothes were torn.

Lin Qian urgently sat up from his embrace, her face full of anxiety, "Moran, are you okay?"

"I’m fine. Qianqian, what about you?"

Yin Moran steadied himself, sitting up with a barely contained gaze of concern directed at Lin Qian.

"I’m fine."

Lin Qian shook her head, stood up, and helped Yin Moran up, "Are you really okay, Moran?"

She had no idea where they were.

But when she lifted her head just now, she couldn’t see up above anymore.

It was evident they had fallen to the bottom of the gorge.

Falling from such a high place, how could it be possible there were no injuries?

"It’s nothing, no internal injuries."

Yin Moran smiled, standing up with Lin Qian’s support, though his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

While avoiding internal injuries, external injuries were inevitable.

Yet, this was already fortune amidst misfortune.

They had landed on top of an ancient tree, with its branches buffering their fall, and the thick underbrush at the bottom of the gorge had helped save their lives.

"Moran, is your foot twisted?"

Lin Qian heard the implication in Yin Moran’s words, and seeing his furrowed brow, she quickly inquired.

"Hmm, it’s no big deal, let’s find a way out first."

Yin Moran squeezed Lin Qian’s hand, smiling reassuringly.

Lin Qian felt a pang of sourness in her nose. She placed Yin Moran’s long arm over her shoulder, "I’ll support you, lean on me."

The whole time during their fall, she had been held tightly in his arms, and he had shielded her with his body.

"Alright, I just love leaning on my wife like a gigolo."

Yin Moran joked.

Lin Qian pouted and glanced at him playfully, knowing he was trying to lighten the mood, so she didn’t respond.

The two slowly walked forward, still unable to find a way out.

"Wife, if we can’t find a way out, perhaps we should settle here. Use the ground as a bed, the sky as a blanket, without worldly concerns. Hmm, we could take a page from the ancients."

Yin Moran spoke again, with a hint of playful banter.

Lin Qian eyed him, "I won’t do it, I want to go back to find my three darlings."

"Ah, I understand now. In your heart, the kids come first, and I’m second?"

"No, kids come first, then friends and family are tied for second, clients third, casual friends fourth, and then..."

"Ahem, wife, my heart aches."

Yin Moran coughed twice, feigning discomfort, and looked at Lin Qian with a pained expression.

Lin Qian was taken aback, quickly stopping and asking worriedly, "Why is your heart aching? Didn’t you say you weren’t injured internally?"

Hearing this, Yin Moran looked at Lin Qian, a glint of amusement in his eyes, "There are no internal injuries; it’s just that hearing my low rank in your heart’s hierarchy is heartbreaking."

Lin Qian: "..."

Certain someone, she was only joking!

Can’t he play along and follow the joke?

He almost scared her to death!

"You scoundrel! Do you want to frighten me to death?"

Lin Qian clenched her small fist and punched his chest lightly.

Yin Moran chuckled, gently holding Lin Qian’s small fist, "Wife, move my ranking up a bit, and my heart won’t ache anymore."

"Hehe, Yin Moran, aren’t you boring?"

"Bored, yes, so I wanted to tease you a bit."

"Oh, watching me get anxious, you are quite delighted, are you?"

"Well, seeing you worry for me does make me a bit happy indeed!"

"Yin Moran!"

"Mmm, be good, wife, give me a kiss!"

"..."

The two bantered on.

Lin Qian gazed at the endless shrubs, pondered for a moment, and said, "Moran, what kind of origins does that car have? Why did it appear in that place? It seems like it knew we would show up there."

What celestial entities had she offended?

Everyone seemed to want to see her dead!

The people in that car, were they the same ones who previously tried to kill her and kidnap her?

Upon hearing Lin Qian’s inquiry, the amusement on Yin Moran’s face slightly faded.

He had thought about this long ago and analyzed it.

"The people in that car must be related to that black-market syndicate, and the forces behind them are quite influential."

Dongfang Ming had utilized his connections, got the border military involved, and rescued Lin Qian and the kidnapped women, taking down a few resistant criminals in the process.

They had disrupted something for certain individuals, and those individuals surely wouldn’t let this go easily.

So, that mastermind must have people watching the border. After seeing him take Lin Qian away, they began to stake out, aiming to kill them and avenge those slain criminals.

Yin Moran slowly shared his analysis with Lin Qian, who nodded in agreement.

Some people will go to any lengths for money.

Who exactly is that mastermind?