My College Teacher is My Children's Mom

Lin Feng finished preparing lunch and brought it to the dining table.

Seeing the colorful, fragrant, and flavorful spread of dishes, An Lan's mother couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

All she could think about was her future son-in-law. I wonder if my future son-in-law has culinary skills as good as Lin Feng's...

Zhao Lizhen comforted her, "Even if he doesn't, you can just go to your hotel and enjoy the chef's cooking, can't you?"

An Lan's mother sighed. "Lin Feng's cooking skills are on par with our head chef's." And I can eat it whenever I want. How can you not be envious?

Today, Lin Feng had steamed two sea bass for the babies. Using one of his Skills, he flawlessly removed all the fish bones and spines, leaving everyone present dumbstruck.

Zhang Yuxi, who was already used to it, simply distributed the fish meat to the babies.

What incredible skill!

Zhao Lizhen looked at the last sea bass on the table, eager to try. However, even though she followed the exact same steps as Lin Feng, she butchered the fish beyond recognition, earning a jab from her best friend.

"Would you just stop? When it comes to cooking, you truly have no talent at all."

Zhang Fuyong even twisted the knife. "Don't people online say you should have some self-awareness?"

Zhao Lizhen glared at him. "As if you could do any better!"

After dinner, Lin Feng mentioned he wanted to discuss something with Zhang Fuyong, and the two of them went straight to the study.

Not concerning herself with the men's affairs, Zhao Lizhen played with her grandchildren and said to An Lan's mother, "Why don't you head back later tonight?"

An Lan's mother heaved a long sigh. "That might be for the best. It'll save me from cooking for that father-daughter duo every day, only to get nitpicked for it." Ever since her daughter opened a restaurant, her palate had become incredibly picky. If she wasn't her own flesh and blood, she might just let her starve.

「...」

「Inside the study.」

Zhang Fuyong was surprised and shocked when he learned about the office floor in Fuli Plaza. He didn't ask what Lin Feng planned to do with it, only, "What are you planning to do?"

"I'm currently planning to set up a children's foundation," Lin Feng replied.

Zhang Fuyong thought for a moment. "How about this? I'll invite you and your Uncle An to go take a look together and we can plan it out in detail."

Lin Feng nodded. "Okay."

The two of them went downstairs.

"Lin Feng and I are going out for a bit, and we're inviting Old An along," Zhang Fuyong announced.

Zhao Lizhen asked, slightly surprised, "Where are you two going?"

Zhang Fuyong could hardly conceal his excitement and pride. "Lin Feng bought an entire floor of office space and is planning to set up a foundation. We're going to scout it out!"

Zhao Lizhen and An Lan's mother exclaimed in shock, "An entire floor?"

Seeing their astonishment, Zhang Fuyong asked, "Do you want to come along?"

Zhao Lizhen certainly wanted to see it. An Lan's mother had nothing better to do, so she decided to go along as well.

With everyone leaving, would Zhang Yuxi have to put the children down for their nap all by herself?

Lin Feng glanced at the clock. "How about we leave in half an hour? I'll put the babies to sleep before we go."

No one had any objections.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuxi was napping along with the babies, and Lin Feng's group set off.

In the car, Zhang Fuyong brought up the matter of Building C. The reason it was never constructed was simply a lack of funds. The construction of Buildings A and B had completely exhausted the budget midway through. After all, they were aiming for international standards. When the higher-ups saw how expensive it was, they simply halted the project for Building C.

"But Fuli Plaza's design is very beautiful. Even if it can't become a landmark building, based on the surrounding development, this place will likely be worth its weight in gold in the future."

"Your Uncle An and I learned through certain channels that Modu will start construction on Metro Line 8 after the New Year."

Zhao Lizhen frowned. "Hasn't that been a rumor for years? Is it reliable this time?"

An Lan's father said, "It's reliable this time. The top leadership has changed, and they've restarted the Metro Line 8 project. He has already promised all these brand merchants, banks, and others that work on Line 8 will begin after the New Year, which will also boost development around Fuli Plaza."

Zhang Fuyong nodded. "Otherwise, why do you think so many brands and merchants would move in all of a sudden? They all caught wind of it. It was the promise from the higher-ups that made them so bold!"

"The approval documents have already been issued, but very few people know. You wouldn't find out without connections. Those with smaller assets will only find out when the official documents are released." The higher you were, the better your access to inside information.

They arrived at Building A and went up to the fifteenth floor.

The entire floor was 1,600 square meters, with a utilization rate of over fifty percent. The current market price was 160,000 per square meter, totaling 160 million. This was the price Zhang Fuyong and An Lan's father had inquired about before.

They looked at Lin Feng, and Zhang Fuyong asked with a hint of regret, "Are you sure you want to establish a children's charity foundation?"

Both men stared at him. Zhang Fuyong spoke with heartfelt gravity, "I know your character. You're a young man who wants to do charity, and to be honest, I'm deeply moved. But it's exactly because of your character that I think this path won't be easy for you. You know how things are these days…"

They were experienced men who had seen far too much, and some things were better left unsaid.

"I know, but I still plan to give it a try and see how it goes for a few years," Lin Feng said. "Now that I'm a father, I must lead by example."

That was one reason. On the other hand, the system no longer gave cash rewards, only income-doubling rewards. The two self-service fish hotpot restaurants in Meicheng, the shops on Yangcheng's Shangxiajiu Pedestrian Street, the Wanda Plaza shops, the Tuanjie Road shop, and the Xinghao International Hotel were all generating doubled income for him daily.

At this point, even if he wasn't the richest man in the world, he could still easily come up with tens of billions. He had so much money, it had to be spent somehow. He and Zhang Yuxi weren't the types to spend money like water just for their own enjoyment, so he might as well spend it on something meaningful.

As the father of four children who were already starting to learn about the world, he had to set a good example within his power!

Although they thought it was a shame, their son-in-law's mind was made up, so they didn't say anything more. Besides, it was for a charitable cause, which made it even harder to object.

"Alright, leave this to me," Zhang Fuyong said. "I know someone. I'll speak to him later, and then you two can talk."

Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled. "Thank you, Dad."

Zhang Fuyong chuckled. "Kid, I didn't misjudge you!" His admiration for Lin Feng rose to a new level.

On the way back, the elders were all rather lost in thought. For now, the matter was settled.

「...」

「Three days later.」

Zhang Fuyong brought home a travel-worn, middle-aged man who looked as though he had weathered the storms of life. This was the person Zhang Fuyong had found for Lin Feng—an expert who had dedicated his life to charity work.

Lin Feng had left the matter in Zhang Fuyong's hands. After all, the foundation was being established in Modu, while he was in Yangcheng, so his reach was limited. He planned to give Zhang Fuyong a fee at the end of the year for his hard work, a proposal Zhang Fuyong himself had made, offering to manage things in his absence.

The man's surname was Zeng, so Lin Feng addressed him as Uncle Zeng.

Old Zeng's face was filled with gratitude. "Young man, you are a truly good person!"

Lin Feng smiled faintly. "I'm a father now. I can empathize with certain struggles, so I wanted to do something."

Old Zeng, who hadn't always been in charity, understood this feeling deeply.

Zhang Fuyong said, "I've asked around. They can contact the business registration office directly, saving us the trip. Old Zeng says the office doesn't need to be that large; six hundred square meters will be plenty. We can rent out the rest for now. Since it's your property, you can offer a rental price lower than the others."

Lin Feng nodded. "That works."

Zhang Fuyong smiled. "I'll handle finding tenants. I've lived in Modu for decades and know plenty of people. Just wait. Once I send out the word, there will definitely be people fighting for it. We can use the rent money for the charity!"

This way, it was truly the best of both worlds.