Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 73 You Want to Draw a Clear Line With Me

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 You Want to Draw a Clear Line With Me

Lin Qian felt it was necessary to clear the air with Yin Moran today.

She pursed her lips and subconsciously shrank to one side, as if by doing so she could escape his daunting presence.

"Mr. Yin," she began, "first of all, I am incredibly grateful that you saved me, and for taking care of me these past few days. If the opportunity arises, I will repay you. Secondly, I apologize to you. I shouldn’t have impulsively used you as a shield in front of others, and you have every right to scold or punish me. Now that my foot is almost healed, I think it would be best for me to go home to recuperate. What do you think..."

Lin Qian’s voice got softer and softer as she could feel the pressure emanating from the other person growing more intense.

Stealing a glance, she saw his handsome face turn ominously dark.

She knew that speaking these words would infuriate Yin Moran.

But she had to say them.

They were not the same kind of people; it was better to make things clear sooner rather than later.

"Lin Qian, are you scared? Do you want to draw a line between us?"

Yin Moran’s dark eyes bore into hers with a dangerous tone.

No!

She wasn’t afraid of anything.

She just genuinely felt they were not compatible, that’s all.

Lin Qian opened her mouth but did not make any excuses, simply lowering her gaze while her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.

Seeing Lin Qian’s tacit admission, Yin Moran’s aura grew even colder.

He rose abruptly, looking down imperiously at the woman cowered in the corner, his deep eyes terrifying.

Turning around, he left with long strides, without leaving a single word behind.

He just left like that?

Lin Qian pursed her lips and inwardly sighed.

Yin Moran was probably furious.

Furious at her lack of gratitude.

...

In the photography studio, Qiao Xiya had just finished shooting a series of commercials and was sitting in the lounge taking a phone call.

"What did you say? She had a breakdown? Just because she visited the hospital to see Lin Qian... Okay, I understand."

Zhong Liqing had a depressive episode!

And it was because of Lin Qian!

Qiao Xiya hung up the phone, her face a portrait of shock.

She had heard about Mr. and Mrs. Yin’s issues from the older generation.

Men were fickle; women were unfortunate.

Zhong Liqing had long suffered from depression, but her health had been good in recent years, so why the sudden...

That’s right!

It must have been Lin Qian’s appearance that triggered her.

A flicker of excitement crossed Qiao Xiya’s face; she hadn’t expected that simply telling on Lin Qian would yield such an unexpected outcome.

Now, she didn’t need to say much more; the relationship between Yin Moran and Lin Qian would also come to an end.

This was perfect!

Qiao Xiya smiled smugly to herself, stood up to adjust her attire and makeup, and walked out with a swaying gait.

She had to find Yin Moran; only with more interaction could she rise to the top.

At the Yins’ corporate president’s office, several managers were waiting nervously outside to report their work.

The door opened, and the project manager wiped a bead of cold sweat, his legs still a bit shaky.

"Manager Wang, you got scolded too?"

"Yes, although Mr. Yin usually keeps a straight face, at least it wasn’t as oppressively gloomy and terrifying as today."

"....."

Several managers looked at each other in dismay, no one knowing who had upset the boss today, and they braced themselves for a scolding.

"Managers, why do you all have such expressions?"

Qiao Xiya approached with her exceptional grace, her face full of smiles.

The managers, as if clutching at straws, said, "Miss Qiao, you’ve come at the perfect time. These documents need Mr. Yin’s signature, and Assistant Han just happens to be out. Could you please help us deliver them to Mr. Yin? If there’s an issue, we’ll wait outside."

Everyone knew Qiao Xiya had a special relationship with the boss, and her arrival was timely.

Perhaps she was the only one that could assuage the boss’s anger.

"Giggle, look at you all so frightened. My Moran isn’t a tiger; he won’t eat you up."

Qiao Xiya was well aware that Yin Moran was likely angry because of Lin Qian.

She relished being seen as the lady of the house and happily took the documents from their hands.

"Alright, I’ll take these for his signature. You all just wait, okay?"

"Thank you, Miss Qiao; we appreciate it."

"..."

Qiao Xiya lifted her chin high, elegantly repositioned her wavy curls, and knocked before pushing the door open.

"Moran bro..."

Her words had barely left her mouth when she was startled by Yin Moran’s piercing gaze.

His dark eyes emitted a fierce chill, which could be felt from a great distance, signaling the man’s severely foul mood.

Due to Lin Qian?

"Moran bro, what’s the matter? You’ve scared all your managers out there."

Qiao Xiya smiled coyly, believing her relationship with Yin Moran was profound, allowing her to speak her mind freely.

"Who let you in? Get out."

Yin Moran’s thin lips parted slightly, his tone as cold as ice in deep winter.

Qiao Xiya’s smile faltered, she approached him gracefully, placing the documents aside, and pretended to be as charming as a blossoming flower, "Moran bro, why are you angry at me? Is work not going well? Let me give you a massage."

Yin Moran turned his head, avoiding Qiao Xiya’s hand, his gaze piercing and icy like a deep well, unnerving to anyone.

"Fine, fine, I won’t bother you anymore. Shall I make you a cup of coffee?"

Qiao Xiya pretended to be composed, pursing her red lips as she got ready to make coffee for Yin Moran.

The man in the executive chair spoke up, "The matter with Lin Qian, was it you who ran to my mother spouting nonsense?"

His words stopped Qiao Xiya in her tracks, her voice a mix of hurt and defensiveness, "Moran bro, I didn’t spread any gossip. I merely mentioned what I knew to your mother."

"Are you that idle? Is my business really something for you to meddle in?"

Yin Moran’s face remained cold, "Since you’re so idle, then you can continue to be so. The Yins’ endorsements will all be re-evaluated for a new face by Han Chen."

Not being the face of the Yins’ endorsements anymore!

Qiao Xiya’s expression changed dramatically, disbelievingly looking at Yin Moran.

"Moran bro, you’re stopping my endorsements? Why? Because of Lin Qian? You’re suspending my endorsements for a woman like her?"

For so many years, this was the first time Yin Moran had repeatedly embarrassed her for another woman.

It was all that bitch Lin Qian!

"Whatever kind of woman she may be, it has nothing to do with you. Ya, have I spoiled you so much over the years that you’ve forgotten your place?"

Yin Moran’s face darkened, eager to release the anger building in his heart.

"What’s my place? Am I not Qiao Xixian’s sister? I’m very clear about that."

Tears welled up in Qiao Xiya’s eyes in an instant, "I know you think of me as a sister, so is it wrong for a sister to care about your marital affairs? Fine, I get it now, I’ve been too presumptuous. I thought that for my sister’s sake, you would always treasure and spoil me, but it turns out..."

Qiao Xiya sniffed, her voice carrying a sob, "So, my sister means so little to you, her dearest little sister is not as important as an unmarried mother who barely has any history with you!"

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