Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 94 I’m Coming to Pick You Up

Chapter 94: Chapter 94 I’m Coming to Pick You Up

"Mr. Yin, there’s been an incident!"

"What is it? Why the rush?"

Yin Moran didn’t look up, his well-defined hand holding a Parker pen, reviewing the document in his grasp.

His noble figure was poised, stable and graceful, like a king who held control over everything.

"It involves Miss Lin."

That one sentence made Yin Moran’s pen pause, and he lifted his handsome face suddenly, his tone grave, "Speak."

That urgent?

Boss, don’t panic, though.

Han Chen only dared to grumble in his heart as he placed his cellphone in front of Yin Moran on the desk.

"This just came out on the trending searches. Miss Lin is accused of selling counterfeit goods in her store and getting into a rage, intentionally pushing someone when exposed. There’s a lot of discussions going on outside."

Is that so?

Yin Moran’s brow furrowed deeply as he quickly skimmed through the news information.

"Check out the actual situation, and at the same time, touch base with the major media outlets to suppress the trending search."

"Understood."

Han Chen took the order and left quickly with his phone.

Yin Moran opened his app, looking at how fast the news was fermenting, and involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

The news was fermenting rapidly, clearly, there was capital steering it behind the scenes.

Was someone targeting Lin Qian?

Yin Moran’s dark eyes were deep as he glanced at the time—it was nearing the children’s school dismissal time.

After a moment’s thought, he dialed Lin Qian’s number.

"Hello?"

Lin Qian’s clear, pleasant voice came through the phone.

Yin Moran was silent for a moment, "It’s me, where are you right now?"

"I’m at the store."

"Stay put, don’t wander about, I’m coming to pick you up."

Yin Moran was coming to pick her up?

Lin Qian on the other end of the phone was taken aback, her lips pursed as she looked at the already hung-up call.

She was ready to pick up her son from school.

But suddenly, a lot of reporters had arrived outside.

If she went out now, she would definitely be mobbed.

Not knowing how to leave, she hadn’t expected Yin Moran to suddenly call her.

Did he see the news and worried that she would get into trouble?

A wave of moved feelings surged within her.

She went into the changing room, dressed, and before long, her phone rang again.

It was a call from Yin Moran.

Picking it up, the man’s magnetic voice came through, "Take the elevator straight to the underground car park."

His straightforward speech somehow provided an inexplicable sense of comfort.

Lin Qian acknowledged with an "Okay," grabbed her belongings, said goodbye to Chen Fei, and walked straight out of the store.

A number of security personnel were standing outside, and the reporters from before were nowhere to be seen. Lin Qian didn’t stop to ponder as she quickly walked into the direct elevator and reached the underground parking lot.

Exiting the elevator, she immediately saw Han Chen standing by the car door.

Seeing her come out of the elevator, he smiled and opened the rear car door.

"Thank you."

Lin Qian thanked Han Chen and sat inside the car.

In the back seat, Yin Moran sat with an air of aristocracy, his laptop open in front of him.

Lin Qian pursed her lips, "Um, did you help get rid of the reporters upstairs?"

"Mm, I just temporarily diverted their attention."

Yin Moran looked at Lin Qian, scrutinizing her, his tone laced with concern, "Are you alright?"

"I’m fine."

Lin Qian shook her head, a hint of helplessness crossing her little face, "It’s just that I might lose my job."

Du Qian had told her to settle the matter by the next day, but those two people were clearly making things difficult for her; she felt she didn’t have the capability to handle it.

Hearing this, Yin Moran’s dark eyes narrowed as he opened a video on his laptop and pointed at the people on the screen, "Do these two have a grudge against you?"

The news had already been thoroughly investigated by Han Chen, and the trending search was temporarily suppressed.

But obviously, the afterglow was still there.

Not to mention, there were still people pushing it from behind.

Therefore, the influence of the news was still not negligible.

These two were clearly prepared.

Ye An’an, Lu Jun, why target Lin Qian?

"I don’t know them."

Lin Qian leaned closer to Yin Moran, peeked at the laptop, and shook her head.

The fragrance enveloped him as she moved closer, Yin Moran’s dark eyes flickered slightly, he closed the video, and opened another document.

"Come and take a look, this is their information."

They have information on these two?

Lin Qian leaned in again, carefully scrutinizing the information in the file.

Ye An’an, thirty-seven years old, divorced, her ex-husband is a famous construction magnate.

Lu Jun, twenty-eight years old, manager of the Gu Family’s sales department.

One was a wealthy madam, the other a child from an ordinary family.

So these two aren’t biological siblings?

Yet Lu Jun persistently referred to her as ’sister’?

Lin Qian contemplated, her gaze settling on Lu Jun’s information.

The manager of the Gu Family’s sales department, huh?

Why was he targeting her?

Lin Qian leaned in, sliding her hand across the keyboard, carefully reviewing Lu Jun’s information.

The woman’s head swayed in front of him, his nose picking up the faint scent of gardenia from her hair.

Elegant and serene, just like her.

Yin Moran’s sexy Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his body seemingly radiating heat.

Then, the car turned a corner.

Lin Qian unthinkingly tilted to the side.

Yin Moran naturally wrapped his arm around her.

A warmth spread through her body, Lin Qian came back to her senses, only then realizing their position was too intimate.

Her face suddenly flushed, Lin Qian swiftly straightened up and moved to the side.

"I’m done with the information."

"Mhm."

Yin Moran’s expression was indifferent; only he knew his heart harbored stirring desires.

Outside, muffled voices could faintly be heard. Lin Qian looked out the window and noticed they had arrived at the kindergarten entrance.

The car came to a slow stop. Lin Qian clipped her stray hair behind her ear, "Thank you for bringing me here, I’ll get out now."

"Wait."

Yin Moran grabbed Lin Qian’s hand, his dark eyes scanning the outside, "See those two people over there? There are reporters outside you shouldn’t get out."

Reporters again?

Actually staking out at the entrance of the kindergarten?

Lin Qian’s heart tightened, her face filled with indignation.

"What in the world do these people want? Can’t they let one live in peace?"

It seems her personal information was exposed.

She wasn’t worried about her own safety, but she was worried about her son!

"Let Han Chen pick up Candy and Zirui."

Yin Moran turned to Lin Qian, "Lin Qian, your apartment isn’t safe for you to stay in tonight."

At those words, Lin Qian was briefly stunned, her bright eyes staring blankly at him.

Indeed!

Her information had been leaked, and there were surely many reporters lurking outside her home.

Perhaps there were many people eager to cause trouble without knowing the situation.

It wasn’t safe for her and her child to live there alone.

But if not there, where else could she stay?

Before Lin Qian could figure it out, the car door opened, and Candy and Lin Zirui climbed in, one after the other.

"Daddy, Mommy."

Candy’s face was alight with excitement, her gaze fixed on their clasped hands, her big eyes blinked, and she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle.

"Mommy, Mr. Yin."

Zirui greeted them, glancing at Candy curiously, wondering why she was giggling behind her hand.

Following her gaze, he found the answer.

Instantly, his brows lifted, everything clicking into place.

Just a second ago, Lin Qian’s thoughts were focused on where to stay, then the next second, when she realized that Yin Moran was holding her hand, her face flushed red again.

How did they end up holding hands?

The little ones were going to tease them again.