Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 465: Who Really is Shameless

Chapter 465: Chapter 465: Who Really is Shameless

Mi Qihua’s estate.

Yin Moran got out of the car holding Chu Ziyang, wrapped his arm around Lin Qian’s slender waist, and followed in the footsteps of Mi Qihua.

"Qianqian, last time you were here, you were in a hurry, surely you didn’t get a good look at the estate? Let’s eat first, and after dinner, Dad will take you on a proper tour."

Mi Qihua was very happy, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Lin Qian didn’t speak, letting Mi Qihua chatter enthusiastically.

The group entered the hall, where the butler and a line of servants were there to welcome the master’s arrival.

Standing in the hall as well was Mi Xue’er.

When Mi Xue’er saw Lin Qian appear at the estate, her expression immediately changed dramatically.

"Lin Qian? What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Mi Qihua’s face slightly faded, "Xue’er, let me formally introduce you. Qianqian is your sister. She will be living here from now on. Please get along well with your sister."

Sister!

How could Lin Qian, that vile woman, possibly qualify to be her sister!

Mi Xue’er’s face contorted, and she glared at Lin Qian, suddenly smashing an antique vase onto the ground.

"What sister? A daughter of a mistress dares to make me call her sister? Dad, if you dare recognize her, I will sever our father-daughter relationship!"

The vase shattered, sending fragments flying everywhere.

All the surrounding servants gasped but held their breath, not daring to raise their heads.

Yin Moran protected Lin Qian and Chu Ziyang in his embrace, his dark eyes coldly watching Mi Xue’er, and the confrontation between the father and daughter.

Mi Qihua’s chest heaved, and he glanced at the nearby butler, giving him a look.

The butler understood immediately, hastily directing the servants to clean up the debris on the floor, and then led them away.

Suppressing his inner anger, Mi Qihua looked at Mi Xue’er and said coldly, "Xue’er, control your temper. Let me tell you again, Qianqian is your sister. You are both my daughters, and I hope you can get along peacefully."

"Pah! What utter nonsense sister? Mi Qihua, let me tell you, I will never recognize a woman like her mother, who lures men, as my sister!"

Mi Xue’er’s voice was shrill and harsh, undisguisedly expressing her disgust and hatred for Lin Qian.

Lin Qian stood up from Yin Moran’s arms, her gaze fell on Mi Xue’er’s twisted face, and she smiled faintly.

"Mi Xue’er, mind your language! Calling someone a vixen and a man-stealer, I want to ask you, how exactly did I lure men? Between the two of us, who is more deserving of such words?"

Isn’t it her who has been trying to seduce her man all along?

How could she turn things upside down with her words?

"You! You’re the shameless woman! Flirting with Chu Yelin while clinging to Yin Moran, indeed like mother, like daughter. Your mother was a shameless mistress, and so you’re a loose woman!"

Slap!

The sound of a slap echoed.

Lin Qian, with a cold face, stepped forward and gave Mi Xue’er a hard slap.

"Mi Xue’er, do not slander my mother repeatedly! Otherwise, I’ll hit you every time I hear it."

Mi Xue’er let out an ah, stumbling and almost falling.

She barely stood firm, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"You, you, you....."

"What about me?"

Lin Qian waved her wrist, sneering, "Speaking of shamelessness, isn’t it more fitting of you? Our Moran is only repulsed by you, yet you shamelessly cling to him? According to your words, you’re shameless because like mother, like daughter? Seems like your mom is also not a decent person, seeing as the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!"

In a few words, she gave back everything Mi Xue’er had said.

Mi Xue’er was so angry her face twisted into a grimace, her eyes glaring at Lin Qian as if she wanted to kill her the next second.

Yin Moran had already set Chu Ziyang down on the ground.

He hadn’t spoken the whole time, just had his eyes fixed on Lin Qian, acting as her faithful Knight.

It seemed that if she were ever in danger, he would rush forward.

Seeing Lin Qian fully defeat Mi Xue’er, he had a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, his face full of affection.

Our Moran!

Yes, he liked hearing that!

On the other side, Chu Ziyang also stood with a little stern face, staring at Mi Xue’er.

Coldly snorting in his heart.

Bad woman, if she dared to hurt his mommy, he’d make her pay!

"Ahem, Qianqian, Ziyang, you must be hungry! Let’s have dinner first."

Mi Qihua, standing by, watched as Lin Qian slapped Mi Xue’er, coughed lightly, without defending Mi Xue’er.

Instead, he gave Mi Xue’er a stern look.

He owed his eldest daughter, and moreover, he had something he needed to settle with his younger daughter!

The slap his eldest daughter gave, the younger daughter deserved it!

Mi Xue’er watched as Mi Qihua eagerly guided Lin Qian and others to the living room, almost spitting blood from anger.

She screamed, stomped her foot, and quickly ran upstairs.

The bedroom door slammed shut, and vaguely, the sound of things crashing inside could be heard.

Lin Qian sat at the dining table, looking at the array of dishes, and regretted agreeing to live at the estate.

How did she forget about the troublesome presence of Mi Xue’er?

"Qianqian, don’t take it to heart with Xue’er. It’s my lack of proper upbringing that made her so unruly and willful. Rest assured, Dad will supervise her behavior and won’t let her be rude to you again."

Mi Qihua gently placed food on Lin Qian’s plate, speaking softly.

Lin Qian was tending to Chu Ziyang’s meal, and her voice held little warmth.

"You should reflect on yourself. As a husband and father, have you fulfilled your responsibilities?"

If you form a family, you shouldn’t have entangled with my mother.

If you become a father, you should raise your children well with your wife.

But you haven’t done one thing right.

Mi Qihua’s face showed a trace of embarrassment but did not refute.

"Yes, my daughter is right, and Dad will reflect well on his actions."

Hearing Mi Qihua admit so readily, Lin Qian glanced at him, noticing the gray in his hair, unable to vent her frustration.

He could be a lofty authority figure, yet he humbled himself so much before her.

His attitude of courageously admitting his mistakes left her only with a sigh.

Forget it, everyone makes mistakes in life.

She didn’t want to waste more energy on his attitude.

Throughout the meal, Mi Qihua diligently attended to Lin Qian and Chu Ziyang.

Lin Qian was not used to it, but she endured without speaking, though she hardly touched any of the food Mi Qihua served.

Mi Qihua understood and was not upset, continuing happily to care for Lin Qian and her son.

After eating, he personally led the three upstairs.

"Qianqian, this is your room."

Mi Qihua opened a room, speaking with a smile.

Lin Qian had no objections. She glanced at the neatly and freshly decorated bedroom and prepared to enter the room.