Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 74 Stop Messing with the Matchmaking Registry

Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Stop Messing with the Matchmaking Registry

"Qiao Xiya!"

Yin Moran’s temples throbbed violently, and a flash of ferocity and pain streaked through his dark eyes.

It was as if someone had torn open a wound that had just healed, causing agonizing tension.

Qiao Xiya’s heart trembled, and although tears streamed down her cheeks, she looked at him defiantly.

She knew that no matter what she had done wrong, as long as she mentioned her sister and looked at him with that stubborn yet aggrieved expression, he would soften, he would overlook her faults.

Because at that moment, she resembled her sister the most.

"Get out, and don’t go gossiping in front of my mother again. Her mental state isn’t very good, and I don’t want her suffering any more blows."

Yin Moran took a deep breath, and the turbulence in his eyes gradually subsided, the brewing storm came to an abrupt halt.

See, she had guessed right.

Qiao Xiya wiped away her tears, and pride that she couldn’t hide lurked in her downturned eyes.

She knew this would be the outcome.

"I understand. Then about my endorsement..."

"When have I ever easily changed a decision I’ve made?"

Was he still going to cancel her endorsement deal?

Lin Qian, what’s she good for!

To have Yin Moran treat her like this!

Qiao Xiya’s fingers clenched tightly, a flash of resentment in her eyes.

Angry, she turned and left, her high heels clacking resoundingly.

The door slammed shut, and Yin Moran massaged his brow, his handsome face marked with the fatigue left by pain.

A beep on his phone signaled an incoming message.

Yin Moran picked up the phone and glanced at it, his already unpleasant expression grew colder still.

The message was from Lin Qian, accompanied by a financial transaction.

"Mr. Yin, I have already been discharged from the hospital. This is for the money you advanced me, thank you once again."

Smack!

Yin Moran tossed his phone onto the desk, his eyes brimming with an impending storm.

...

At dusk, Lijing Garden.

Lin Qian stood on one foot, a crutch beside her, as she prepared dinner in the kitchen.

She had completed her discharge process in the afternoon and immediately went home after transferring to Yin Moran the money he had fronted for her.

It seemed that he hadn’t accepted the money all afternoon.

Perhaps he was still angry with her and didn’t want to deal with her.

Thinking of that proud man, Lin Qian sighed inwardly.

"Mommy, I’m back."

The sound of Lin Zirui’s voice came from the doorway, snapping Lin Qian back to reality as she hobbled out.

"Baby, go wash your hands, dinner’s almost ready."

She had called Lin Zirui earlier to tell him to take a taxi home directly and not to go back to the hospital.

"Mommy, is your foot okay? Why didn’t you stay in the hospital for a few more days?"

Lin Zirui frowned, his face showing disapproval.

"My foot isn’t broken. Recovering at home is the same as at the hospital, why should I waste money?"

Lin Qian ruffled the little guy’s soft hair, "Go wash your hands."

"Oh."

Lin Zirui pursed his lips, looking somewhat listless.

He actually missed the two days they spent in the hospital because it was lively being with Candy and Mr. Yin, like a family of four.

What a pity!

Seeing the boy’s dispirited state, Lin Qian knew what he was thinking, and her heart felt somewhat heavy.

Really, it was as if those two, big and small, had brainwashed her.

"I wonder how Candy is doing now?"

"Will she also be unhappy that I’ve been discharged from the hospital?"

"Zirui, who came to pick up Candy after school?"

Lin Qian sat at the dining table, casually serving Lin Zirui a chopstick-full of vegetables as she asked.

"Uncle Han Chen and Mr. Yin both came. Uncle Han Chen took me back home, and Mr. Yin said he was going to take Candy to visit her grandmother."

Lin Zirui chewed on a piece of rib, his large eyes shining, "Mommy, you’re actually missing Candy and Mr. Yin too, right?"

Lin Qian paused in her chewing as she looked at her son’s dark, large eyes, and laughed, "Alright, my little Cupid, can we give it a rest? Let’s not start matching people up again!"

"But Mr. Yin is really nice, and you can tell he likes you a lot. And Candy, can you bear to see her unhappy?"

Lin Zirui tirelessly played matchmaker.

Lin Qian’s grip on her chopsticks tightened, "Alright, that’s enough, let’s eat! You’re such a chatterbox, even more than I am."

"Mommy, you’re changing the subject again."

"I have a lot of work to do after dinner, I don’t have time to ramble with you."

...

In the tranquilly peaceful teahouse.

Gu Yan pushed open the private room door and walked in on her high heels.

"Miss Qiao, you wanted to see me?"

It was quite unexpected that she would get a call from Qiao Xiya’s assistant, arranging to meet her at this private and very secretive teahouse.

She wondered what this could be about.

"Lady Gu, please, take a seat. Care for some tea?"

Qiao Xiya smiled faintly, personally pouring a cup of tea for Gu Yan.

The warm steam rose and the space was filled with the fragrance of rose tea.

Gu Yan didn’t stand on ceremony, thanked her, and took a sip.

Qiao Xiya’s lips curled at the edges as she observed Gu Yan’s delicate makeup, her eyes twinkling subtly.

She had asked to meet Gu Yan simply because she was inspired to learn more about Lin Qian’s background through her.

Only by knowing your friends and your enemies can you be ever invincible.

Only with more understanding could she gain enough leverage to compete against her.

Moreover, she had checked, and Gu Yan’s life had been usurped by Lin Qian, and her fiancé was still infatuated with Lin Qian—it seemed unlikely that they would be friends.

And an enemy’s enemy is a friend.

Perhaps one day, she could use Gu Yan.

"Lady Gu, I called you here today because I want to talk about Lin Qian."

"Lin Qian? What’s there to talk about her?"

Gu Yan set down her teacup, a glint of anger passing through her eyes.

That bitch had stolen her life and even seduced her fiancé’s heart; she loathed her.

Indeed, Gu Yan had a strong dislike for Lin Qian!

Qiao Xiya watched the gloomy expression on Gu Yan’s face, her lips curling with satisfaction, as she leisurely took a sip of tea.

"Lady Gu, I understand how you feel because I am just as pitiful as you are. The man I like has also been ensnared by her."

The man Qiao Xiya liked?

Wasn’t it Yin Moran?

Qiao Xiya knew it well, a flash of jealousy crossing her face.

"I know, because I saw it with my own eyes at the hospital. In front of me and Yu’an, she affectionately linked arms with Mr. Yin, introducing him as her boyfriend. And Mr. Yin even carried her to the restroom, their way of speaking to each other was too intimate to mention. This Lin Qian, I don’t know what tricks she’s played, but she’s got two extremely proud men wrapped around her finger."

Those words made Qiao Xiya grip her teacup tighter, a shadow briefly crossing her face.

Even if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, the image she painted in her mind was unbearable.

Jealousy gnawing at her, longing to tear it apart!

A lowly creature, daring to covet Yin Moran!

"What tricks could she possibly use? Nothing but scheming and playing the innocent damsel in front of men," Qiao Xiya smoothly brushed a stray hair behind her ear, suppressing the jealousy in her heart, and scoffed.