Charles Yin smiled, nodded, and shook hands, replying, "I’ll be here waiting for your arrival."
After seeing off the Korean Consortium representative, the smile on Charles Yin’s face vanished instantly.
His long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes, always slightly raised, now brimmed with coldness.
That woman actually dared to get pregnant behind his back? She almost made him lose control just now, risking a contract worth billions!
Looks like it’s time to settle the score with that woman!
A child of Charles Yin isn’t something you can just have so easily!
Stretching out his long legs, Charles Yin strode outside.
Sensing the sudden chill from their boss, the assistants glanced at each other, confused about what had just happened.
He’d just been all warmth and sunshine with the Korean Consortium rep, and now, in a blink, he was icy cold!
The assistants quickly followed, afraid something else might go wrong with the boss.
Charles Yin strode out of the company, pulled open the car door, started the engine, and sped off!
With the Aston Martin One-77, worth 47 million RMB, performance was never an issue—Charles Yin disappeared in an instant.
By the time the assistants rushed outside, all they could see was the shadow of Charles Yin’s car.
"Quick, follow him!" The assistants were dumbfounded.
The boss must really be furious. Otherwise, he’d never drive so fast!
While driving, Charles Yin dialed his hospital assistant, Xiao A: "Tell me, what’s going on?"
Xiao A clutched the phone, clearly excited, and quickly replied, "The doctor just confirmed it. The female employee who was brought in is six weeks pregnant, and the baby is very healthy."
Charles Yin’s eyes narrowed.
That woman gave her first time to him—he was her first man, no doubt about it.
And six weeks? That’s exactly from that night!
So this child is... Charles Yin’s!
Just thinking about that possibility made the air around him grow even colder.
No wonder she refused the check I gave her back then!
So that was her plan all along!
What’s five million to Yin Enterprises?
If she gives birth to the heir of Yin Enterprises, forget five million—even fifty billion wouldn’t be out of the question!
She really is one cunning woman!
And to think he once believed she was innocent!
So this is what she was waiting for!
Woman, you’re done for!
The Aston Martin performed a flawless drift and screeched to a stop at the hospital entrance.
As soon as Charles Yin got out of the car, he saw the entire hospital staff, including the director, lined up respectfully at the door to greet him.
Charles Yin was taken aback. His visit was a spur-of-the-moment decision—he hadn’t notified anyone. Why was everyone waiting at the entrance?
The director was also clearly surprised to see Charles Yin, but quickly recovered and hurried over. "President Yin, is there something you need from the hospital today?"
Charles Yin’s long, narrow eyes lifted slightly. It looked like someone important was here. He sneered, "Who are you welcoming with such a grand display?"
This hospital was a private institution under Yin Enterprises. Who could possibly warrant such a reception?
The director answered respectfully, "Ah, well! The Chairman is here—she’s inside right now!"
Charles Yin was stunned again, a faint sense of foreboding flickering in his heart.
Why would Grandma come here? She always does her checkups at home—there’s no need for her to visit the hospital!
Could it be...
No way!
Charles Yin didn’t dare linger any longer. He strode forward and asked, "Where’s Grandma now?"
"The Chairman is visiting a patient in the most exclusive suite," the director answered immediately.
Charles Yin hurried into the private elevator and went straight to the top-floor suite.
Calling it a hospital room was a stretch—it was more like a penthouse.
Panoramic skylights, floor-to-ceiling windows.
Handmade Italian carpets, royal British crystal chandeliers, furniture custom-designed by top French artists.
Even the smallest screw was handcrafted overseas and air-shipped in.
Only members of the Yin Family Inner Circle qualified to stay in this suite. In other words, only the Chairman, Charles Yin’s parents, Charles Yin himself, and his future wife and children could ever live in such luxury.
All other branches of the family had no right—they could only stay in the rooms one floor below.
This is what status means—this is what it is to be part of the Inner Circle.
Charles Yin hadn’t even reached the suite door when he heard his grandma’s cheerful laughter: "Good, good! As long as this child grows up safe and sound, our Yin family will never treat you unfairly!"
Turning the corner, Charles Yin saw his grandma speaking warmly to the hospital’s top OB-GYN—the doctor responsible for the Yin family’s descendants.
As soon as Charles Yin appeared, the hospital staff immediately greeted him with respect. "Congratulations, Chairman! Congratulations, President Yin! The young madam is in perfect health, and the baby is developing well."
The doctor’s words made Charles Yin’s face change dramatically!
"Grandma!" He forced down his anger, his sharp gaze sweeping over the others, his powerful presence making them instinctively step back two paces.
"You all can leave now. I have something to discuss with the Chairman."