"I've noted everything. I'll do as you say and keep my distance from the Sheng family."
She didn't want to provoke Ling Mohan further or have him continue his erratic behavior. It was best to go along with his words for now and keep him stable, which was the most important thing.
A satisfied smile curved the man's lips. Feng Jin's rare docility greatly flattered his vanity.
After a pause, Feng Jin suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Ling Mohan, "Since we're discussing Ling Wan's marriage, she's not young anymore and is of marriageable age. As her elder brother, you are like a father to her. You must take great care in arranging this matter."
She knew very few people in the capital, so Ling Wan's marriage still required Ling Mohan's diligent attention.
A girl's best years were fleeting. If they were delayed, it would be a lifelong regret. Marriage arrangements should be made as early as possible.
"I will keep this in mind. However, it's not something that needs to be rushed. We must choose carefully. A woman's marriage is a lifelong matter. Everything will change once she's married. We must be extremely cautious."
Ling Wan's marriage was a significant event. He only had this one sister and had often failed her in the past. He absolutely could not let Ling Wan suffer any injustice when it came to her marriage.
"This time, you've said something sensible. We do indeed need to choose carefully. Family background isn't that important, but character must be the top priority. If the wrong person is chosen, or she marries the wrong man, it will be a lifelong mistake. By then, regretting it will be too late."
Ling Mohan's performance this time was somewhat satisfactory. At the very least, he knew how to care for Ling Wan, which was an improvement.
Feng Jin lowered her head in thought and soon listed dozens of requirements for Ling Wan's husband. Even Ling Mohan found it difficult to meet them, thinking it was less about choosing a husband and more about a stricter selection than for a top scholar.
It seemed that with Feng Jin overseeing the selection, Ling Wan's marriage would not be decided anytime soon and would require some time.
"Alright, this matter can be taken slowly. It's late now, wife. Let's go to bed and rest as soon as possible."
Ling Mohan walked towards Feng Jin with a mischievous glint in his eyes, his hand restlessly moving over her.
*Slap!* Feng Jin smacked his hand heavily and stared at Ling Mohan with a slightly stern gaze. "Keep your hands to yourself. You go make the bed first. I still have some things to finish. You can go to sleep."
"But..."
Ling Mohan wanted to argue further, but upon receiving Feng Jin's sharp gaze, he swallowed his words and mumbled, looking very wronged.
After sending Ling Mohan away, Feng Jin resumed her work. Even when Ling Mohan called out to her several times, she remained unresponsive.
Lying on the bed, the man tossed and turned, unable to sleep. His gaze occasionally fell on Feng Jin, and through the candlelight, he saw her fair neck, making his heart ache with longing, though he tried his best to suppress it.
After a full hour, Feng Jin finally put down her tools, looking at her creation with satisfaction. It was finally complete, well worth the effort she had put in. She was truly exhausted.
Feng Jin picked up a bottle from the table 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, apply this to it. It will clean your face thoroughly, making it as smooth as a freshly peeled egg. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
This was her first attempt at making a facial cleanser, and it was specifically for men. As for whether it would be effective or not, Ling Mohan would have to be the first one to try it.
Ling Mohan took the porcelain bottle from Feng Jin's hand with a look of doubt. He opened it and sniffed it lightly. A sweet, milky fragrance filled his nose. It smelled quite pleasant.
However, he wondered if this substance wasn't meant to be eaten, but applied to his face. Ling Mohan looked at Feng Jin with suspicion. "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 vanity. Could it really be used on the face? He hoped she hadn't made a mistake.
"Of course, it's for your face. I specifically added milk ingredients to nourish the skin. This is the only bottle in the world. If you don't believe me, and won't use it, then give it back to me. I'll 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. The moment her hand extended,
Ling Mohan immediately pulled it back, carefully tucking it away. "Once something is given, there's no reason to take it back. Since you gave it to me, it's mine. And don't even think about giving my things to Chu Chenyi. I won't agree. If you dare, I'll fall out with you!"
Giving his things to Chu Chenyi was sheer madness. He would have to be an idiot to let that happen.
Feng Jin rolled her eyes. She had never seen such an unreasonable person. He had been so skeptical moments ago, but now his attitude had changed so quickly.
"What are you doing so late at night?"
Feng Jin asked, puzzled, as she watched Ling Mohan stand up. What time was it? Why was he getting up instead of lying in bed sleeping?
"I'm going to try out its effect."
Ling Mohan fetched a basin of water and, following Feng Jin's instructions, began to test the facial cleanser.
Feng Jin found the man's impatient demeanor, unable to hide anything, quite exasperating. The product wasn't going to run away. Couldn't he use it in the morning? Why did he have to make such a fuss late at night? It seemed he hadn't done enough work during the day and had too much energy, leading him to cause trouble.
"You can figure it out slowly. I'm sleepy and going to bed." Saying this, Feng Jin yawned. Her eyelids were drooping uncontrollably.
She no longer had the energy to deal with Ling Mohan's fussing. As soon as her body touched the soft bed, her eyes closed, and she drifted into dreamland.
Ling Mohan, on the other hand, did not seem tired at all. He meticulously washed his face. In all his years, this was the most diligent he had ever been when washing his face. He washed it several times.