Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 62 I Don’t Like Being Used

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 I Don’t Like Being Used

Hearing Yin Moran’s personal admission once again, Su Yu’an’s hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, feeling a tightness in her chest.

So, it’s over just like that?

He hadn’t even had the chance to make amends, and now he was being cast back to square one?

Can missed love really only be missed?

"Yu’an, Lin Qian has her boyfriend to take care of her, so we shouldn’t disturb them here."

Gu Yan tugged at Su Yu’an’s hand by her side, seeing the crestfallen expression on his face, a flicker of indignation crossing her heart.

Lin Qian really had dumb luck, to be able to latch onto Yin Moran’s coattails.

But now, she’s with another man, one of even higher status and position than Su Yu’an, so Su Yu’an should finally give up any improper thoughts he might have had about Lin Qian.

Su Yu’an’s aura was very gloomy.

He stood silently, watching the door in front of him, and finally shrugged off Gu Yan’s hand, turning away dejectedly.

In the restroom, Yin Moran set Lin Qian down, his dark eyes intently gazing at her profile.

The woman’s mood was not elevated, a trace of sorrow still lingering about her.

Was she still hung up on Su Yu’an?

Yin Moran’s breath grew heavier, and he leaned in closer to Lin Qian, pinching her chin, his thin lips parting, "Not happy? Still thinking about Su Yu’an?"

Lin Qian was startled, looking up at the magnified handsome face before her, her heart suddenly skipping a beat, and she quickly shook off his hand, "That’s not the case."

Why get so close?

It scared her, making her heart pound furiously.

"If you’re not, stop wearing such a long face."

Yin Moran slowly straightened up, one hand in his pocket, his dark eyes slightly narrowed.

"When did I ever wear a long face?"

Lin Qian’s almond eyes flickered slightly, and remembering she was carried in by him, she suddenly felt guilty, "Mr. Yin, could you please step outside? I need to use the restroom."

"Mr. Yin? Qianqian, I recall someone introducing me to her ex-boyfriend as her boyfriend a moment ago. Shouldn’t you change how you address your boyfriend?"

Yin Moran leaned in again, crowding her against the wall.

His voice was deep and slow, laced with a teasing allure.

The way he called her "Qianqian" was like an endearing murmur between lovers, causing Lin Qian’s heart to beat erratically.

"No, I mean, I..."

"What about you?"

Yin Moran interrupted Lin Qian’s next words decisively, "Qianqian, I don’t like being used. If someone were to use me... I will make sure they regret it!"

His voice remained low and measured but carried a sharp edge of authority that dared not be defied.

Lin Qian felt a full head of confusion, immediately regretting her impulsive thought to use Yin Moran as a shield.

Had she just escaped the wolf’s den only to enter the tiger’s lair?

The wall behind her was cold but burned hot from the heat emanating from her body. Lin Qian swallowed nervously, "I mean, Yin..."

"Hmm?"

A drawn-out sound, like a feather brushing over her heart, made her shiver?

Heaven!

Was he not allowing her to call him Mr. Yin anymore?

Then what should she call him?

Moran?

She couldn’t bring herself to say it!

"You... just go out, I need to use the restroom."

Lin Qian placed her hands over her chest, like a startled little rabbit, her face flushed.

Yin Moran’s eyes flickered, a wicked thought emerging in his heart.

He raised his hand, his long fingers gently gliding through her silky hair, his voice as mellow as a cello.

"Qianqian, I’m your boyfriend. It’s only natural for a boyfriend to take care of his girlfriend in the restroom, so let me help you."

The man’s hand was warm and firm, instantly resting on her waist.

Lin Qian’s face exploded into a deep red, and she hurriedly pressed his hand, shouting, "Yin Moran, take your hand off, I can do it myself."

The woman’s delicate hands firmly pressed against his large one, the soft touch causing his eyes to darken.

His dark eyes stared at her little face, red as a monkey’s backside, Yin Moran raised an eyebrow slightly, his lips curving into a teasing smile, "Take your hand off? Then why not let go of mine? Qianqian, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend; you don’t have to keep playing hard to get."

Lin Qian: "..."

She wasn’t, she didn’t, he was horrible!

Lin Qian’s complexion turned red and white by turns, her almond-shaped eyes staring at the man, seemingly reproachful yet coquettish.

Yin Moran felt a warmth spread through him, his breathing momentarily unsteady.

This woman, she always seemed to accidentally provoke his urge to pin her down.

Before his body could react more deeply, Yin Moran straightened up, somewhat reluctantly removing his hand from her waist, but still teasingly uttered, "Are you sure you don’t need my help?"

Lin Qian: "..."

This man, still teasing her!

She really wanted to push him out with all her might!

But she was too timid!

"No need, just get out!"

"Alright! If I don’t leave, I’m afraid someone might wet their pants."

Yin Moran, a playful smirk still on his lips, strode away under her widened almond-eyed glare.

Lin Qian frantically rubbed her hair, feeling like crying without tears.

...

Meanwhile, in the genetic comparison department.

Two little ones had brazenly slipped out of the hospital where Lin Qian was, hand in hand, to retrieve their test results.

"Doctor Li, are the test results out? We’ve come to collect our report."

Lin Zirui stood on tiptoe, his coal-black eyes shimmering with anticipation.

"Mmm, Mr. Li, hurry and give us our reports please."

Candy looked on expectantly with a beaming smile at Li Dan.

The two little ones appeared so innocent and pure, as if deceiving them would be an unimaginably wicked sin.

But he had no choice but to deceive!

Li Dan’s expression flashed with complexity, handing an envelope to the two.

"The report is out, take care of it."

The report indicated that the two people tested were related by blood.

Thus, the boy’s mom should also be the girl’s mom.

The two little ones were presumably siblings.

But he’d received orders; he had to tamper with the test results.

His heart ached at the thought, yet it was something he had to do.

He was just a lowly tester, unable to contend with those above him.

Li Dan watched the two little ones huddle together, eagerly pulling out the report to see the result, and he couldn’t help but sigh before turning to leave.

Lin Zirui had no idea the test result was false.

As he opened the report and hurriedly flipped to the last page, a clear look of disappointment crossed his face.

"Zirui, tell me quick, am I mommy’s biological daughter?"

Candy, who couldn’t understand the data, pressed eagerly.

Lin Zirui sighed like a little adult and put the paper back into the envelope, shaking his head in disappointment, "The results show, you and my mommy don’t share blood. Candy, you’re not mommy’s biological daughter."

His words likewise dashed the full hopes of expectant Candy.

Her little face immediately fell, the disappointment indescribable.

"How can that be? I look so much like you and mommy, how can I not be my mommy’s daughter?"

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Candy couldn’t hold back any longer, her voice tinged with a crying tone.

Her little shoulders trembled, and her grape-like eyes quickly misted with tears.