Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 472: Just as You Thought

Chapter 472: Chapter 472: Just as You Thought

The lazy voice carried a hint of teasing, and Qianqian instinctively touched her own mouth corners.

Of course, the corners of her mouth were dry.

Someone was deliberately teasing her.

Lin Qian playfully punched his chest, "Narcissist!"

"Me, narcissistic?"

Yin Moran pulled Lin Qian close to him, "Honey, you really drooled, if you don’t believe me..."

Her red lips were unsurprisingly captured, accompanied by slightly heavy breathing...

Lin Qian closed her eyes, feeling the overwhelming love from the man in his kiss.

"Alright, that’s enough!"

Lin Qian, kissed into a daze, quickly pushed him away with a blushing face.

"It’s already daylight, and the servants in the manor are getting up. You should go back to your room quickly, or it’ll be awkward if someone sees you."

This was someone else’s manor, and if they were found sleeping in the same room last night, it would be inappropriate!

"Ha! Qianqian, do we really have to act like this? You’re my wife!"

"Not yet, we haven’t even gotten married!"

"Qianqian, could that tone be a trace of resentment I hear? Are you indirectly urging me to marry you quickly?"

"Yin Moran!"

"..."

Seeing Lin Qian almost irritatedly embarrassed, Yin Moran chuckled lightly, cutting off his teasing words, and kissed her again before obediently getting out of bed.

He opened the door and had only taken a few steps when he encountered Mi Qihua coming down the corridor.

Yin Moran raised an eyebrow slightly and greeted Mi Qihua, "Good morning, President Mi."

Mi Qihua’s gaze fell behind Yin Moran, knowing he came out of Lin Qian’s room, he was suddenly enlightened.

Youngsters!

He understood their impatience.

Mi Qihua patted Yin Moran’s shoulder, "Moran, once I find Qianqian’s mother, you two can have your wedding."

Upon hearing this, Yin Moran’s eyes deepened, "Thank you for your approval, President Mi. Any leads on finding your mother-in-law?"

Even though he was going to marry Lin Qian, he didn’t need anyone’s consent.

But if Lin Qian could enter marriage with her parents’ blessings, it would be complete for her.

"Not yet."

Mi Qihua spoke, his tone carrying a hint of determination, "But where there’s a will, there’s a way. I believe I will find her."

He had already set his people to start investigating, believing good news would come.

"If there’s anything needed, President Mi, just let me know."

Yin Moran slightly nodded as he spoke.

"Alright."

Mi Qihua nodded, bypassed Yin Moran, and left.

Yin Moran curled his lips and turned to walk back to his room.

In the room, Lin Qian touched the still-warm bed and slightly curved her lips.

Being pampered like this, it’s really blissful!

"Mommy!"

Chu Ziyang’s drowsy voice echoed in her ear as he woke up.

Lin Qian quickly turned around, seeing the little one rubbing his eyes.

His delicate little face was so fair and clean, so endearing.

Lin Qian giggled softly, hugging the little soft body, and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Morning, Ziyang, did you sleep well?"

Chu Ziyang, just waking up, was a bit dazed.

But after receiving a kiss from Lin Qian, he became fully awake.

Instantly, a blush quietly crept up his ears.

"Mm, with Mommy sleeping with me, I slept very well."

Waking up early in the morning and seeing Mommy, this feeling is amazing!

Just...

Chu Ziyang sniffed, blinking his big eyes.

Why could he still smell Daddy’s scent in the air?

Did Daddy come over early this morning?

"Since you’re awake, let’s get up!"

Lin Qian stood up and cheerfully picked up Chu Ziyang.

"Okay, Mommy."

Chu Ziyang stopped his thoughts and bashfully allowed Lin Qian to dress him.

Mm, he’s still young, so he’ll be his mommy’s little baby for now!

Lin Qian took care of Chu Ziyang, and they washed up together, walking out of the room with smiles.

In the hallway, they met Yin Moran, who had just come out of his room.

Chu Ziyang’s eyes were bright black as he called out, "Daddy, morning."

The little guy’s exquisite face showed a fleeting hint of pride.

Yin Moran raised an eyebrow slightly, understanding what the little one was proud of.

It was nothing but Lin Qian sleeping with him last night.

Is he very proud?

Yin Moran’s eyes slightly moved, the playful spirit arising.

"Hmm, Qianqian, did you sleep well last night? Did I crowd you?"

Lin Qian: "..."

Chu Ziyang: "..."

Lin Qian lightly coughed, glaring at Yin Moran fiercely.

Does someone have to intentionally provoke?

This is his own son!

"Daddy, what do you mean by that? Last night, you..."

Could it be that Daddy also slept in the room with him and Mommy last night?

No wonder he could smell Daddy’s scent.

"Last night..."

A hint of a smile flashed in Yin Moran’s dark eyes, "Was exactly as you imagined it!"

The little rascal, let’s see if he dares to show off in front of him?

"Daddy, you also slept with Mommy last night? You, you, such a big person, shameless!"

Chu Ziyang tightened his grip on Lin Qian’s hand, angrily glaring at Yin Moran.

"Ha! Your Mommy is my wife. Husband and wife sleeping together is only natural; how is it shameless?"

Yin Moran, with hands in pockets, leisurely teased Chu Ziyang, "Instead, it’s you, as old as you are, still clinging to your Mommy. Tell me, who’s really shameless?"

"You, you’re the shameless one! I... I was poisoned..."

"Poisoned, so you cling to your Mommy? What kind of twisted logic is that? I think you should be sent to the hospital."

"No, I’m still young..."

"Still young? Not that young. When I was your age, I was already independent."

"Ah, Daddy, you’re so annoying!"

"..."

The father and son bantered back and forth, the little guy’s face flushed with anger.

Lin Qian couldn’t help but laugh, playfully glaring at Yin Moran, "Yin Moran, that’s enough! Stop bullying your son!"

Hearing this, Yin Moran’s eyes, as deep as the sea, looked at Lin Qian, aggrieved, "Qianqian, so all your tenderness last night was fake! Didn’t we agree not to play favorites?"

Lin Qian: "..."

How was she tender to him last night?

Clearly, he just wouldn’t leave the bed!

This drama king, does he have to act so well?

Not far away, standing at the staircase, Mi Xue’er watched the interaction among the three, her eyes filled with jealousy.

The man’s figure was so majestic.

Why can’t he belong to her?

"Second Miss, morning. Breakfast is ready."

The butler came upstairs, respectfully greeting Mi Xue’er.

Second Miss?

Mi Xue’er’s indignation was about to erupt, "What did you call me? Second Miss? Did you not want to work anymore?"

She was the noble eldest daughter, inexplicably overshadowed by a nobody, her status downgraded from Miss to Second Miss?

"Apologies, Second Miss, this was instructed by the master."

The butler only followed Mi Qihua’s orders; he nodded slightly to Mi Xue’er and, ignoring her, walked toward Lin Qian and the others.

Mi Xue’er’s face contorted, so angry she couldn’t speak.

Lin Qian, this wretch, she really wants to drive her out!