Chapter 740 What Reward

Da Bao was stunned at first, and was about to follow Chu Qing forward, but he immediately stopped the impulse in his heart. The most important thing for him now was to restrain himself and not be bought with a little food and drink, but he was also really hungry.

"I don't want to... I won't eat!"

After hesitating for a long time, Da Bao actually resisted the temptation and refused righteously.

This time, if his mother didn't personally tell him to leave, he would absolutely not go to eat, and he would rather starve.

"Young master, you've been standing for so long. If you don't eat something, you'll starve."

Chu Qing couldn't bear to see Da Bao continue to stand there hungry, and persuaded him softly.

"I don't want to, I won't eat!"

Da Bao suddenly became stubborn at this moment, refusing to move a step.

"Young master, it was the young madam who ordered you to eat quickly and then take you to play."

Upon hearing this, Da Bao was stunned for a moment, a surge of hidden joy welled up in his heart. It seemed his mother did care about him and was concerned about him.

Just as his resolve wavered slightly, he remembered that his mother only cared about Er Bao and ignored him, and his heart became even more angry. He pouted, his displeasure evident on his face.

"I just don't want to eat. Tell mother to let me starve to death, and let her raise Er Bao instead!"

"Young master..."

"Since he doesn't want to eat, then let him starve to death."

The man's sharp words reached Da Bao's ears, and his little face drooped even more.

"Your servant greets the Young General."

Chu Qing quickly stood up and bowed slightly to Ling Mohan, greeting him respectfully.

"You may go down now."

"Yes, your servant takes her leave."

Ling Mohan moved a chair and sat down opposite Da Bao. His gaze casually swept over Da Bao, who was still angry. This kid was not old, but he had a strong temper, intending to go on a hunger strike.

"You really aren't going to eat?"

After all, he was his own son, and he couldn't just watch him starve to death. Ling Mohan patiently asked again.

If Da Bao was truly determined not to eat, then he could do nothing.

"I... will... not... eat!"

Da Bao said word by word, his expression very firm. He had made up his mind this time, so how could he waver for a little food?

However, he was secretly planning that as long as his father persuaded him and gave him a way to back down, he would obediently go to eat, after all, he was really hungry now, and who would go against food?

He never expected that his father and mother were exactly the same and didn't play by the rules at all.

"Since you really don't want to eat, then I can't force you. You can starve."

As soon as the words fell, to Da Bao's astonished gaze, Ling Mohan slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

Da Bao stood frozen in place. Why did he have such unreliable parents? Things were completely different from what he had expected.

If things had continued normally, shouldn't his father have comforted him, persuaded him, and coaxed him? Why had everything changed?

At this moment, Da Bao truly regretted it. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have pretended. He should have taken the opportunity to back down.

As he reached the door, Ling Mohan suddenly stopped and his gaze fell on Da Bao again: "Later, I'm taking your mother and Er Bao to the street to see the lanterns. If you don't go, you can stay at home."

Seeing the lanterns, he had long heard that the lanterns on the street were the most beautiful at this time. There were also riddle games and lots of delicious food. He had dreamed of going.

Father finally agreed to take them. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

"Daddy... I'm going... I'm going!"

Da Bao shouted repeatedly, his eyes sparkling with joy. He eagerly pounced forward, completely forgetting his resolute insistence from earlier.

"Since you're going, then go eat first, and we'll leave together."

"I'm going to eat now."

Already starving, Da Bao didn't care about anything else at this moment. He devoured the food, completely forgetting his earlier resolute words.

Ling Mohan's lips curved into a faint smile. This was truly... speechless.

Seeing Da Bao eating heartily, his task was considered complete. He left Da Bao to his own space and hurried back to report to Feng Jin and ask for a reward.

...

"You're back, did Da Bao eat?"

As soon as Feng Jin saw Ling Mohan returning, she eagerly stepped forward to inquire about Da Bao.

"He ate, and your son ate quite heartily."

"It's good that he ate. I thought the child would get stubborn and refuse to eat."

After confirming that Da Bao had eaten, Feng Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

This child appeared lively, but he was also very stubborn. She was worried that Chu Qing wouldn't be able to handle him, so she sent Ling Mohan over.

"Don't worry too much. Da Bao is not a child anymore. This kid is very smart and would never let himself starve."

It wasn't that Feng Jin was worried about them. These two children were smarter than each other, so why would they foolishly starve themselves? She was just worrying for nothing.

"Not everyone is as carefree as you. No matter how old he is, he's still a child. How can I not worry?"

Feng Jin glared at Ling Mohan fiercely, her eyes full of reproach. Not everyone had his big heart and was indifferent to their children. She would never do such a thing.

Being scolded, Ling Mohan was unfazed and didn't take it to heart at all. He just awkwardly touched the tip of his nose.

"I helped you coax Da Bao well. Tell me, what reward do I get?"

If he hadn't worked hard to coax Da Bao, Feng Jin would have been in a difficult situation. She should at least reward him handsomely.

"I do have a reward for you. Close your eyes first."

A hint of suspicion flashed in Feng Jin's eyes, and she was already plotting something mischievous.

A slight hidden joy arose, and Ling Mohan excitedly leaned his face forward, only to have his cheek firmly pinched by Feng Jin.

"How dare you ask for a reward? Where do you get the nerve to say such a thing? I still have things to settle with you!"

Feng Jin pinched for a moment and then let go, but she pulled Ling Mohan up, hands on her hips, and glared at him furiously.

"Tell me the truth, did you teach the two of them martial arts behind my back?"

"How could that be? I didn't teach them."