Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Lin Yin reached out and caught her baby son. She hadn’t even been able to see her two children many times.

She looked at her son with tears in her eyes.

"I've lost weight and grown taller."

Looking at her son's white hair, Lin Yin covered her mouth and turned her head away, tears bursting out.

Yin Nanfeng and Yin Zhengyang also went over, and the family of four hugged each other.

Luo Que stood beside the young man and looked at the four of them.

"The master and the mistress loved the young lady and the young master the most, but they didn't witness their growth."

Yin Zhengyang has always liked Nanfeng, but he also loves his son.

At this moment, he no longer cared about his face and started crying.

He cried for his daughter's fate and his son's suffering.

He understood that Mumu cared most about his sister.

The son would make the same decision as his father, but the father died too young and he was afraid that his son would do the same.

Lin Yin and Yin Zhengyang both felt sorry for the children. They had wanted to shelter them from the wind and rain, but they only managed to find a few clues.

Yin Qiumu looked at his parents and had to say that they were old.

My father was wearing a Zhongshan suit. His face was wrinkled and there was a deep scar between his eyebrows that was half a finger long.

My mother was wearing a dark cheongsam, and her eyes and eyebrows showed her unrivaled beauty in her youth.

However, time never defeats beauty.

"Mother is still as charming as ever, but the sadness on her face is not beautiful!"

Lin Yin burst into laughter and said, "You little bastard!"

Yin Nanfeng also agreed with his brother to cheer his mother up: "You cried when I came just now, and now you cry again when your brother comes. If I had known, we would have come together!"

Yin Zhengyang, who was left aside, was unhappy and coughed a few times.

"Dad..."

Yin Qiaomu slowed down his speech, and then gave Yin Zhengyang some face in anticipation of his response: "Still as charming and dashing as ever!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Nan Feng held Yin Zhengyang's arm: "Mom and Dad are the same as before!"

Yin Zhengyang's gaze shifted to the back, to Zhang Qiling beside Luo Que.

He saw the young man's faqiu finger and he was familiar with the Zhang family.

"Zhang family, which generation?"

The young man was rarely nervous: "Zhang Qiling."

I am the clan leader! I am of high rank!

A hint of surprise flashed across Yin Zhengyang's eyes. This was the patriarch that Hengmao mentioned.

"Okay, there's nothing to do here today, I just want to talk to you siblings."

Luo Que nodded, left the space to the four of them, and took the young man to the pavilion opposite.

In the pavilion, Luo Que was chattering, and one person was talking non-stop.

"Why is it so difficult to deal with my father-in-law? You say it's not my brother."

...

"My lips are all rubbed raw, and my father-in-law won't even look at me!"

"Young man, you don't have to worry about that! Your father-in-law even took the initiative to talk to you!"

...

"Fortunately, my Nanfeng looks more like Madam, otherwise it would be too creepy to get along with him normally."

"But the young master looks like my father-in-law. Are you scared, brother?"

......

Yin Zhengyang and Lin Yin laid the matter bare with their children. All they could do was try and fail.

I tried many places and took many detours.

Nanfeng also understood everything. No wonder her brother had a tattoo but she didn't, and no wonder her brother had gray hair at a young age.

"Is it dangerous? Grandpa ended up like that, brother..."

Nan Feng pulled Yin Qiaomu: "It's okay! I accept my fate! You can't get into trouble! You can't go!"

Yin Qiumu put his sister's hand on his head and arched it.

"Sister! Don't worry! I'm lucky!"

"Besides, my fate is in my own hands! What I least believe in is fate!"

Luo Que and the little brother kept watching them the whole time, and it was not until a long time later that they saw Yin Qiumu waving and went over.

Seeing that Nanfeng seemed to be crying again, Luo Que hugged Yin Nanfeng despite his father-in-law's glare.

"Let's go eat. After dinner, you can go back to your homes! How annoying!"

Yin Zhengyang put his hands behind his back and walked into the house.

Lin Yin started to take notice of Zhang Qiling. Are all the members of the Zhang family so good-looking?

"I'll call you Qi Ling, okay kid?"

Lin Yin wanted to see what the young man’s personality was like. After all, she had never seen the young man, but she had seen a black bear.

"My name is Xiaoguaner."

The name his mother gave him, Xiaoguan.

"Okay, okay, little official, this name sounds nice and humane!"

After finishing their meal, they left.

Yin Zhengyang and his wife settled down and found the right direction. The rest depended on their son himself.

In the evening, Yin Zhengyang came to the study and opened the letter his son gave him.

The son said that the man asked him to tell him and he let it go.

Open the thick envelope and find their original writing.

Yin Zhengyang could almost imagine how the old man wrote every word.