Ling Mohan looked at the actions of this mother and her two sons, his face full of surprise and displeasure. Had the three of them ganged up to deal with him?
This was excellent, each of them refusing to pay him any mind. His heart was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction, and Ling Mohan's expression grew increasingly grim. After a long pause, Ling Mohan got up and walked out. After all, he was in the wrong, so he had to seize the opportunity to apologize.
If he waited too long and didn't apologize promptly, Feng Jin would undoubtedly come up with other ways to find trouble with him.
After searching for a long time, he found the mother and her two sons in the backyard. Ling Mohan organized his thoughts and walked straight towards them.
Er Bao was the first to notice Ling Mohan approaching. He immediately tugged at Feng Jin's sleeve and pointed outward to remind her, "Mother... Father... Father..."
Feng Jin raised her eyes to look, and saw Ling Mohan walking right up to her. She rolled her eyes with some disdain and turned her back to Ling Mohan, acting as if he didn't exist.
"Father..." Da Bao, however, seemed to bear no grudges. Upon seeing Ling Mohan, he called out affectionately and opened his arms, wanting Ling Mohan to pick him up.
Ling Mohan immediately bent down and scooped up both Da Bao and Er Bao. He then walked unyieldingly to Feng Jin, and just as he was about to speak, Feng Jin had already turned around to face away from him.
"I..." Ling Mohan's mouth opened, but the words at the tip of his tongue were forcibly swallowed back.
Da Bao couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out and patted Ling Mohan's shoulder, signaling with his eyes for him to quickly apologize. He was still waiting for Mother to calm down and take him out to play, and he couldn't let his useless father ruin it.
Ling Mohan walked up to Feng Jin again, but the result was the same as last time. Feng Jin still turned away.
Her anger had not yet subsided, but she was holding back from yelling at Ling Mohan.
"Mother... Mother... Don't be angry... Don't be angry..."
Da Bao really couldn't watch anymore. He decided to speak up himself to persuade her. Relying solely on Father would hardly make Mother calm down; it was crucial to rely on himself at this critical moment.
Hearing Da Bao's soft, milky voice, Feng Jin's anger subsided a lot. She sighed slightly, still turned around, and hugged the two children. She gently coaxed them, "Mother isn't angry with you..."
"Mother... Father admits his mistake... don't be angry..."
Even the usually taciturn Er Bao couldn't stand it and spoke up to plead for Ling Mohan.
Seeing that Feng Jin's expression had softened considerably, Ling Mohan quickly stepped forward and pleaded, "I know I was wrong. Everything that happened before was my fault, and I will definitely correct it."
Upon hearing this... Feng Jin's expression slowly improved, and she no longer dwelled on the matter... She slowly nodded, having forgiven Ling Mohan for the time being.
"We'll let this slide for now. If there's a next time..."
"I promise there will absolutely not be a next time, you can rest assured!"
Ling Mohan made a firm promise. He dared not have another next time; if it happened again, Feng Jin would drive him mad.
"Alright, stop hovering around me. Go do what you need to do!"
He had been hovering in front of her, making her dizzy. She couldn't take it anymore and finally told him to leave.
"I have nothing to do today. I can spend more time with you."
He had already handed over all his affairs to Lu Shi yesterday, so he was free today. He could spend more time with Feng Jin, it was just that these two little ones were a bit of a nuisance.
He needed to find a legitimate way to send them away. Just as Ling Mohan was at a loss, Steward Wu slowly walked over.
"Your humble servant greets the Young General and the Young Madam."
Ling Mohan nodded slightly. He was already worried about how to send the two children away and didn't pay much attention.
"Steward Wu, how is it that you have time to come today? It's quite rare." Feng Jin, however, spoke a few words to Steward Wu with some warmth.
"This humble servant is acting on the Grand Elder's orders to take the two young masters to play for a while. The Grand Elder said he would send the two young masters back after lunch."
Hearing this, Ling Mohan's eyes immediately lit up. He eagerly agreed, "You two go play with your great-grandfather and then come back. Your great-grandfather misses you. Hurry and go!"
He was just wondering how to get rid of these two little matchmakers, and now someone had come to pick them up specifically. This saved him a lot of trouble.
"Then this humble servant will take the two young masters. Young General and Young Madam, please rest assured, this humble servant will definitely send the two young masters back early."
Steward Wu, being as shrewd as he was, saw that Ling Mohan had agreed and didn't bother with Feng Jin's opinion. He directly and hastily left with the two children.
"Mother... I..."
Before Da Bao could finish speaking, Steward Wu had already rushed out with the two children in his arms as if fleeing.
"Sigh..."
Feng Jin's words were cut short before she could say them, and the two little ones were gone. Feng Jin turned to look at Ling Mohan beside her, "You... you can't wait to send your sons away!"
Did he really think she couldn't see Ling Mohan's little scheme? He was just annoyed by the children's presence and wanted to send them away quickly.
The man pouted dismissively. What was the use of keeping those two little light bulbs around? They were just in his way. He was delighted to send them away like this.
"Alright, the nuisances are gone. Let's go out for a stroll."
Ling Mohan took Feng Jin's hand and was about to walk out. He had already arranged the day's itinerary and was waiting to set off after sending the two little ones away.
...
"Where are you taking me? We've been traveling for almost half an hour!"
Sitting in the carriage was truly uncomfortable. The bumpy ride made her whole body ache. At this moment, she just wanted to get down and stretch her limbs.
Feng Jin looked at Ling Mohan helplessly, wishing they could reach their destination quickly.
"Soon, we'll be there. Just bear with it a little longer."
Ling Mohan gently soothed Feng Jin's emotions, estimating that they should be arriving soon.
"What exactly are you taking me to do? Hurry up and tell me clearly!" Feng Jin's tone contained some anger. Her patience had reached its limit.
"We really are almost there. Just hold on a little longer."
He was also starting to wonder why they hadn't arrived after such a long journey. Could they have taken the wrong road?
Thinking of this, Ling Mohan stopped the carriage and took out the map he carried to check. It didn't seem wrong, but upon closer inspection, there were still some discrepancies... Could they really have taken the wrong turn...