"I've noted it all down. I'll do as you say and keep my distance from the Sheng family."
She didn't want to provoke Ling Mohan further and have him continue to act erratically. It was best to go along with his words for now; the most important thing was to keep him stable.
A satisfied smile played on the man's lips. Feng Jin's unusual docility greatly satisfied his vanity.
After a pause, Feng Jin suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Ling Mohan, "Since we're talking about Ling Wan's marriage, she's not young anymore and it's time for her to be betrothed. As her elder brother, you're like a father to her, so you naturally have to put a lot of effort into arranging this."
She knew few people in the capital, so Ling Wan's marriage would require Ling Mohan's careful attention.
A girl's prime years were few. If they were delayed, it would be a matter of a lifetime. Marriages should be arranged early.
"I will keep this in mind, but it's not something that needs to be rushed. We must choose carefully. A woman's marriage is a major event in her life. Once she's married, everything will be different. We must be cautious, and even more cautious."
Ling Wan's marriage was a significant matter. He only had this one sister, and he had neglected her a lot in the past. He absolutely could not let Ling Wan be wronged in matters of marriage.
"You've finally said something sensible. We do indeed need to choose carefully. Family background isn't that important, but character is paramount. If you choose the wrong person or marry the wrong man, it's a lifetime affair. By then, regretting it will be too late."
Ling Mohan's performance this time was somewhat satisfactory. At least he knew to care about Ling Wan, which was progress.
Feng Jin lowered her head in thought for a moment and then listed dozens of requirements for Ling Wan's husband. Even Ling Mohan found it difficult. This wasn't choosing a husband; it was stricter than choosing the top scholar.
It seemed that with Feng Jin overseeing things, Ling Wan's marriage would not be decided easily and would take some time.
"Alright, this needs to be done slowly. It's getting late. Wife, let's go to bed and rest."
Ling Mohan walked unceremoniously to Feng Jin's side, his hand ungraciously sliding over her body.
With a sharp "slap!" Feng Jin smacked Ling Mohan's hand heavily and stared at him with a slightly somber gaze. "Keep your hands to yourself. Go make the bed first. I still have some things to finish. You go to sleep first."
"But..."
Ling Mohan wanted to try arguing further, but upon receiving Feng Jin's sharp glare, he swallowed the words back into his mouth, his lips pouting in apparent grievance.
After sending Ling Mohan away, Feng Jin continued with her work, remaining unmoved even when Ling Mohan called her several times.
Lying on the bed, the man tossed and turned without a hint of sleepiness. His gaze occasionally fell on Feng Jin. Looking at her fair neck through the candlelight, his heart was filled with an irrepressible longing, yet he had to suppress it with all his might.
After a full hour, Feng Jin finally put down the work in her hands, looking at her creation with satisfaction. It was finally completed, and it was worth all the effort she had put in. It was indeed tiring.
Feng Jin picked up the bottle from the desk and walked to Ling Mohan, who was still awake. "This is a facial cleanser I made for you. From now on, when you wash your face, use this to apply it to your face, and your face will be washed exceptionally clean, guaranteed to be like a freshly peeled egg. I assure you, you'll be satisfied."
This was her first attempt at making a facial cleanser, and it was specifically for men. As for whether the effect was good or bad, Ling Mohan would have to be the first to test it out.
Ling Mohan half-doubtfully took the porcelain bottle from Feng Jin's hand. He opened it and brought it to his nose to sniff. A sweet, milky fragrance filled his nostrils. It smelled quite pleasant.
However, he questioned whether this was meant to be eaten or applied to the face. Ling Mohan looked at Feng Jin with a doubtful gaze. "Are you sure this is for your face? It smells like milk."
This was completely different from the bottles and jars on Feng Jin's dressing table. Could this really be used on the face? He was afraid she had made a mistake.
"Of course, it's for the face. I specifically added milk ingredients to nourish the skin. There's only one bottle like this in the world. You're using such a good thing, and you still don't believe me? If you don't want to use it, then give it back to me. I can have Lin Yuwei take it to Chu Chenyi."
Since Ling Mohan was unwilling, she couldn't force him. She reached out to take the bottle back from him.
Ling Mohan immediately snatched the item back and put it away as if it were precious. "Once something is given, there's no reason to take it back. Since it was given to me, it's mine. Also, don't even think about giving my things to Chu Chenyi. I won't agree to it. If you dare, I'll fall out with you!"
Giving his things to Chu Chenyi was simply ridiculous. He would have to be an idiot to watch such a thing happen.
Feng Jin rolled her eyes. She had never met such an unreasonable person. He hadn't believed her just moments ago, but now he had changed his mind so quickly.
"What are you doing going out at this hour?"
Feng Jin looked at Ling Mohan, who had stood up, and asked in confusion. What time was it? Why was he getting up instead of lying in bed sleeping soundly?
"I'm going to test its effectiveness."
Ling Mohan fetched a basin of water and began to test the facial cleanser's effects as Feng Jin had instructed.
Feng Jin found the man's eagerness, unable to hide anything, quite exasperating. Did this thing have legs? It wasn't going anywhere. Couldn't he use it tomorrow morning? He had to make a fuss about it again at night. It seemed he hadn't worked enough during the day and was too energetic, leading him to start making trouble.
"You can study it yourself. I'm tired and going to sleep." After saying this, Feng Jin yawned, her eyelids drooping incessantly.
She no longer had the energy to accompany Ling Mohan in his fussing. As soon as her body touched the soft bed, her eyes closed, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Ling Mohan, on the other hand, did not seem tired at all. He washed his face meticulously. In all his years, this was the most diligent he had ever been when washing his face. He washed it several times with great care.