Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 71 Lin Qian Looks Like Someone

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Lin Qian Looks Like Someone

"Mom, what’s wrong? Let go of me."

Yin Qinglan was startled and didn’t expect such a thing to happen. She hurriedly ran to Zhong Liqing’s side, trying to pull her away, but was forcefully pushed away.

"Get away from me, I’m going to kill her, I’m going to kill her!"

Zhong Liqing’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with madness, and she tightened her grip on Lin Qian’s neck.

"She killed my daughter, she killed my daughter! I’m going to kill her to avenge my daughter!"

When did she ever kill her daughter?

Can you please clarify?

Lin Qian’s face turned red from being choked, trying to break free but utterly unable.

"Mrs. Yin, could you be mistaken? I don’t even know your daughter!"

This is terrible!

This is an utterly undeserved disaster!

If she doesn’t let go soon, she’s going to suffocate!

"Mom, please let go, let’s talk this over."

Yin Qinglan’s face was filled with anxiety as she looked towards the still-dazed caregiver, "What are you waiting for? Come and help."

"Oh, right."

The caregiver snapped back to reality and hurried over, helping Yin Qinglan to forcibly pull Zhong Liqing away.

"Let me go, let go of me, I’m going to kill her, I’m going to kill her!"

Zhong Liqing screamed, her face no longer showing any trace of her usual gentle demeanor.

Her eyes, staring at Lin Qian, were like venomous arrows permeated with intense hatred.

"Cough, cough."

Lin Qian covered her throat, continuously coughing, quickly moving her wheelchair backward.

"Lin Qian, go hide in the restroom for a while, I’ll call my brother, my mom might be having an episode."

Having an episode?

Looking at Mrs. Yin’s frenzied behavior just now, she indeed didn’t seem normal.

The way she looked at me was as if she was looking at herself, yet upon closer inspection, it seemed like there was a veil of fog.

She was looking at another person through the fog.

What on earth was going on?

Lin Qian’s mind was racing as she wheeled into the restroom.

Her heart was still pounding violently; she looked at herself in the mirror, touched the purplish bruise around her neck and felt a sting swallowing.

With her ear to the door, she could still faintly hear Yin Qinglan’s patient consoling voice and Mrs. Yin’s low sobs.

She killed her child?

Who actually killed Mrs. Yin’s child?

It wasn’t long before the restroom door opened, and the caregiver came in.

"Miss Lin, they have left."

They left?

"How did they leave?"

"It was Mr. Yin who came with some doctors to take Mrs. Yin away."

So that was it.

Lin Qian nodded her head.

Thinking about what Yin Moran had said to her that morning and Mrs. Yin’s reaction just now, Lin Qian pursed her lips.

From this, it seemed that Mrs. Yin deeply detested her presence.

Therefore, what he said about them being in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship should probably end here.

Lin Qian didn’t know what she was feeling at the moment, now only feeling some heaviness in her chest.

She didn’t know if it was due to the aftermath of being strangled or because she had thought of Yin Moran.

Yin Family mansion.

Yin Moran looked at Zhong Liqing, who had already fallen asleep on the bed, a trace of tenderness flickering through his dark eyes.

"Brother, the doctor is still waiting outside."

Beside him, Yin Qinglan tugged at Yin Moran’s sleeve, signaling him to go outside to talk.

Yin Moran pursed his thin lips, turned around, and left the bedroom, gently closing the door.

"Mr. Yin, Mrs. Yin’s condition was rather serious this time. I’ve prescribed some tranquilizers, and her condition has stabilized for now. However, be careful during this period not to subject her to any more stress."

The doctor was the Yin family’s long-standing household physician, who gave careful instructions on the matter.

Yin Moran gave a slight nod of acknowledgment, thanked the doctor, and had the butler see him out.

"Brother, I’m sorry, I didn’t know this would happen."

Yin Qinglan twisted her fingers together, her face full of guilt.

"It’s not your fault."

Yin Moran rubbed Yin Qinglan’s hair soothingly and smiled reassuringly.

Yin Qinglan pursed her lips, straightened her mussed hair with her hand, lowered her eyes slightly, and suppressed the emotions within.

"How did you think of going to the hospital?"

Yin Moran asked as he walked down the stairs, his voice light.

"Mom was curious about what Lin Qian looked like, and wanted to visit her at the hospital, so I accompanied her."

Yin Qinglan poured a glass of water for Yin Moran and handed it to him.

Watching his attractive Adam’s apple bob as he drank half a glass of water, Yin Qinglan looked away, forcing herself to focus.

"Brother, I know Mom has always had depression, and she’s been taking medication. There haven’t been any incidents in recent years, so why did she become so frantic when she saw Lin Qian?"

Constantly claiming she would kill Lin Qian.

Even saying Lin Qian killed her daughter.

Her mother’s daughter...

"Perhaps Lin Qian resembles someone."

Yin Moran spoke, a hint of coldness flashing in his tone. "Someone who once destroyed my family and killed my own younger sister."

At this revelation, Yin Qinglan was visibly taken aback and looked at Yin Moran without speaking.

She always knew that her adoption by the Yin family was because her adopted mother had once lost a daughter.

Old Madam Yin, seeing her adopted mother continuously distressed, had carefully selected her from an orphanage and brought her back to the Yin Family home.

Yet she didn’t know exactly how her adopted mother’s daughter had died.

"Brother, could you tell me about it?"

Yin Moran glanced at Yin Qinglan and walked over to the window, hands in pockets. "I might as well tell you, it’s just the grudges of the older generation. Dad was a romantic man, committed the mistakes many men do; the home flag stood tall while the banners fluttered outside. When I was four, Mom got pregnant with a second child. That same year, Dad had an affair with his secretary, bringing her everywhere."

"When Mom was five months pregnant, one night she received several photos sent to her by someone. The photos showed Dad on a business trip—dining, shopping, and entering a hotel with his secretary."

"Mom was already somewhat depressed during her pregnancy, and seeing these photos only agitated her further. Thus, she fell down the stairs one night. Although she was rushed to the hospital in time, the child still couldn’t be saved. The doctors said the baby was already developed and was a girl."

"Since then, Mom’s depression got worse. I once personally witnessed her in the hospital, choking a new nurse nearly to death because the nurse’s profile bore some resemblance to that secretary. Later, grandmother decided to send Mom abroad for convalescence for a while until she somewhat recovered before bringing her back."

After that, his relationship with his father grew distant, and they hardly communicated.

It wasn’t until a car accident nearly killed him a few years ago that he finally let go.

"What happened afterward? That secretary must have been fired, right?" asked Yin Qinglan.

"Of course, Grandfather, who still held control of the company, ordered her dismissal immediately and drove her out of Su City."

Yin Moran looked at the scenery outside, the corners of his mouth twisting into a mocking smile. "The funny part is Dad—he actually said that the secretary was innocent, claiming it was just unrequited love on his part, as she had a boyfriend and nothing ever happened between them."

Unrequited love?

A married man, failing to control his emotions—what tragedy it brings to his partner.

If not for his unrestrained actions, his mother wouldn’t have been repeatedly saved from suicide attempts, and his childhood wouldn’t have always been overshadowed.