"The old man actually has someone hidden in his room? Tsk, tsk. Could it be an old flame?"
Lian Youming tucked his hands into his sleeves, his thoughts racing.
Moreover, the person inside had a restrained aura and frighteningly long, steady breathing, clearly an expert who had mastered the Daoist Sect's Elixir Skill.
But jokes aside, he did not really believe that.
The old man was probably still hiding plenty of things.
Unless he was mistaken, this was likely the extraordinary person who had joined forces with him.
It looked as though that battle had been no easy victory.
When Lian Youming arrived home, Zhao Lanxiang happened to return on her bicycle as well, carrying plenty of food.
"My darling boy! Your mom missed you so much! Come here, give me a hug!"
His father returned right after her.
As they had previously agreed, the family would head south for the New Year. His parents had already found people to cover their shifts over the past few days and were just waiting for the time to come. Lian Youming was about to give his mother a bear hug when his father's voice came from beside him. "Shoo, shoo! That's my wife. Your wife's inside."
Zhao Lanxiang flushed scarlet and caught hold of Father Lian, pummeling him.
Ignoring his laughing, play-fighting parents, Lian Youming hurried into the bedroom.
He found that Yan Lingyun had just coaxed the little one to sleep.
Lian Youming leaned over for a look. Sure enough, the little thing had become much prettier as the features filled out. The baby had been all wrinkled at birth, but was now rosy, soft, and round, with double eyelids, taking after Yan Lingyun.
Over nearly half a year, Yan Lingyun seemed to have filled out considerably. Her hair was glossy