Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 453: He is Chu Yelin’s teacher

Chapter 453: Chapter 453: He is Chu Yelin’s teacher

Lin Qian cooked three dishes and a soup to her liking and let out a long sigh of relief.

She hoped the elderly would be satisfied and then let them go.

Just as she was about to call Fang for dinner, Fang’s voice already came from behind.

"Is the cooking done? Taking forever to make a few dishes, trying to starve me to death?"

Lin Qian: "..."

The old lady really has a fiery temper!

"Grandma, the dishes are ready, you can eat now. Let me help you bring them out."

Lin Qian didn’t mind Fang’s grumpiness and, smiling, she brought the dishes to the front room’s table.

Fang, smelling the aroma, couldn’t help but swallow her saliva.

When Lin Qian placed the dishes on the table, Fang promptly sat down, eager to have a taste.

As soon as the food entered her mouth, Fang’s aged eyes lit up once again. Then she glanced at Lin Qian and quietly continued to taste the other two dishes.

"Grandma, is it good? Be careful, it’s hot!"

Lin Qian couldn’t help but ask, noticing she was about to have some soup and reminding her.

Fang elegantly took two sips of the soup, looked at Lin Qian, "Though the process was slow, the taste of the dishes is passable. Why are you still standing there? Go call your suitor over to eat."

Hearing this, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

Fortunately, the elderly was somewhat satisfied with her cooking.

Hopefully, they’ll be able to leave here smoothly afterwards.

Lin Qian smiled and walked towards the back of the house.

When she reached the back, she saw Yin Moran crouching down, intently working.

His jacket was off, and he was wearing just a khaki casual sweater, which looked very grounded in the sunlight.

Totally different from his usual CEO demeanor.

Lin Qian curved her lips slightly and walked over quickly, "Moran, what are you doing."

Hearing this, Yin Moran looked up at Lin Qian, waved the item in his hand, and smiled, "Following the old lady’s instructions, picking herbs for her."

"Is this herbal medicine?"

Lin Qian crouched down, curiously examining the fruits on the ground.

"Yes, Qianqian, we’ve encountered a hidden master, and I think I can save our son now."

Yin Moran continued picking herbs, his dark eyes filled with determination.

Lin Qian’s heart skipped a beat, excited yet nervous.

She gazed intently at Yin Moran, "Moran, do you mean to persuade the elder to help detoxify Ziyang?"

"Yes! My son cannot always be under Chu Yelin’s control. And enduring you staying with Chu Yelin for a year, how could I?"

A sharp light flashed in Yin Moran’s eyes before calming down.

Lin Qian opened her mouth to say something but ultimately said nothing.

She understood Yin Moran’s urgent thoughts, if she had opposed it before, now.....

Convince the elder?

How are they to persuade the elder to be willing to come out and detoxify their son?

At this moment, a man’s aged voice was vaguely heard from the front.

"Fang, are you actually cooking? Are all these dishes made by you?"

Is someone here?

Lin Qian and Yin Moran exchanged glances and pulled him up, "Moran, the old lady asked me to call you for dinner, it seems someone has come, let’s go have a look."

"Okay."

Yin Moran put down his work, glanced at his finger, pricked by a thorn on a branch, said nothing more, and took Lin Qian out.

Lin Qian felt the roughness of his fingers, picked up his hand and took a look, feeling instantly distressed.

"Oh, what’s happened to all ten fingers?"

This man, who never touched household chores, now had his hands full of pricks like a honeycomb, which was really heart-wrenching.

"Feeling sorry for me? Darling, I just love seeing that look of you worrying over me!"

Yin Moran held Lin Qian’s hand, kissed it gently at his lips.

Lin Qian pouted gently, her eyes filled with affection.

"Alright, don’t look at me like that, or I won’t be able to resist kissing you."

Yin Moran affectionately tapped Lin Qian’s nose and hugged her as they walked forward.

In front, Fang was looking at the old man in front of her, rolling her eyes angrily, "Qi Kun, are you mocking me? If I could cook, would I still keep such a petite figure?"

Hearing this, Qi Kun chuckled, laid out the dishes he brought one by one.

"Fang, you’re a lady, no need to learn cooking. So these dishes are..."

Before he could finish, the figures of Lin Qian and Yin Moran appeared before him.

Instantly, the smile on his face faded slightly, a chill spreading around him.

His gaze swept back and forth across their faces, particularly narrowing on Lin Qian’s.

"Fang, it seems there’s another outsider in our hidden valley?"

"What do you mean our valley? This is my valley, don’t associate it with me!"

Fang glared at Qi Kun with disdain, her gaze shifting to Yin Moran and Lin Qian standing there, "Why are you standing there, sit down and eat."

"Okay."

Yin Moran nodded slightly at Qi Kun and embraced Lin Qian as they sat.

Upon seeing Qi Kun, Lin Qian’s mind started to stir.

The name Qi Kun was so familiar, where had she heard it?

Something flashed in her mind, and suddenly she remembered.

Instantly, she stood up excitedly.

"You... are you Chu Yelin’s teacher?"

She remembered, both sons had mentioned this name to her.

This was the old man who had taught both sons medicine in the valley.

And also, the old man whom Chu Yelin turned to after his mother passed away, learning medicine from him since childhood!

"Who are you? How do you know me?"

Qi Kun’s old eyes squinted, thoroughly examining Lin Qian.

She did resemble the woman Fang had saved ten years ago quite a bit.

How could she know him?

"I am the biological mother of Ziyang and Zirui."

Lin Qian controlled her overwhelming emotions, looked at Qi Kun, and said.

The biological mother of Ziyang and Zirui?

Qi Kun was startled, then shouted vigorously, "Where did those two rascals run off to? That rascal Lin too, never see any of them around!"

Hearing this, Lin Qian’s heart surged.

Thinking about her eldest son trapped in a laboratory because of Chu Yelin, her throat was choked with bitterness.

Beside her, Yin Moran already understood, gently soothing Lin Qian’s back silently.

"Old Sir Qi, nice to meet you, let me introduce myself first, I am Yin Moran, the biological father of Ziyang and Zirui. Your disciple kidnapped my eldest son Ziyang and is now keeping him locked in a lab."

Didn’t expect to meet Chu Yelin’s master here!

Then, the detoxification for his son was even more promising!

"What? You’re the biological father of my two grand-disciples?"

Qi Kun frowned, his gaze shifting back and forth over the two, with a hint of confusion, "Lin said those two were his sons, how did they suddenly become yours?"

"Because he stole my and Qianqian’s children, and he is now using poison to control Ziyang, threatening my wife to stay by his side."

Yin Moran embraced Lin Qian, his dark eyes a resolute expanse.