Gu Beichen kept telling himself not to bicker with a woman, as it would be ungentlemanly.
"You can't win, can you? You're just making excuses." Feng Jin unceremoniously ripped off his pretense, making it clear that finding excuses for himself wasn't so simple.
Enraged, Gu Beichen's hair stood on end. "You ugly woman, your heart is wicked, your conscience is dead!"
Ling Mohan's eyes flashed with cold light. With a stomp of his foot, the long bench beside him flew towards Gu Beichen.
If Gu Beichen hadn't had some martial arts foundation and dodged in time, the bench would have landed directly on him, undoubtedly causing severe injury.
"Are you crazy? Using such a heavy hand, do you really want to kill me?"
The bench smashed a hole in the door, indicating that Ling Mohan had used his full strength in that kick. If the bench had hit him directly, he would have been seriously injured, if not killed.
Gu Beichen still felt a lingering fear, recalling how fortunate he was to have dodged in time and saved his life.
"If you dare to speak nonsense again, it won't just be a bench that comes flying at you."
Ling Mohan's chilling warning echoed in Gu Beichen's ears.
"You... you're truly insane, bewitched by her."
Gu Beichen could never have imagined that Ling Mohan would one day be captivated by a woman. He used to shy away from any woman he met.
Now, he was eagerly flocking to her. The sight of his fawning expression was utterly irritating.
Gu Beichen sat opposite the two, shamelessly watching their public display of affection. The scene... was too embarrassing to watch even once, yet Gu Beichen forced himself to see it all.
Feng Jin couldn't stand it any longer and directly asked, "You have the nerve to keep watching? Do you think you're shining brightly?"
What a thick skin, to have the audacity to keep acting as a third wheel.
This time, Gu Beichen learned from his previous lesson and put on an indifferent facade. "If you two aren't embarrassed, why should I be afraid?"
Feng Jin was astonished by his sudden shift in demeanor, his indifference as if he were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
Taking a deep breath to suppress her rising temper, Feng Jin said in a low voice, "Fine, then keep sitting here. Just don't leave."
"I'll sit then. I've never lost a game of patience."
Gu Beichen leaned back, crossed his legs, clearly intending to fight Feng Jin to the end.
A smile curved Feng Jin's lips. She stood up and walked to the window, shouting to the outside, "The Zhennan King's heir, Gu Beichen, is here for a marriage selection. Don't miss out if you're passing by!"
Feng Jin yelled with all her might, her voice carrying throughout the entire street.
Gu Beichen was already well-known, and there were many women who admired him. As soon as these words were spoken, the news spread like wildfire, and all the women on the street rushed towards the restaurant.
In just a moment, Gu Beichen was surrounded by these women, all eagerly crowding around him. The entire restaurant was instantly packed.
"Young Master Gu, I have admired you for a long time..."
"Young Master Gu, from the moment I saw you, I fell in love with you."
"I love you the most, Young Master Gu."
The young ladies spoke in a torrent of words, filling the restaurant with the scent of perfume.
It was so pungent that Feng Jin couldn't help but cover her nose and mouth with a handkerchief.
She hadn't expected Gu Beichen to be so popular. While not as sought after as Ling Mohan, it was enough for him to enjoy. Such an opportunity to be surrounded by so many beauties was not something ordinary people could experience.
Ling Mohan was also stunned by the scene, his mouth slightly agape, unconsciously swallowing. This was terrifying.
These girls seemed utterly out of control, surrounding Gu Beichen in the middle, as if they wanted to peel him alive and devour him.
It had to be said, Feng Jin's strategy was quite effective. Gu Beichen would likely be left with psychological trauma.
"Let's go buy some food to take home. This place smells awful."
Feng Jin said, covering her nose. It wasn't an exaggeration; the mixed scent of perfume and sweat from the girls was truly eye-watering.
"Whatever my wife says." Ling Mohan smiled. The main entrance was completely blocked, making it impossible to leave, so their only option was the window.
Ling Mohan reached out and gently encircled the woman's slender waist. "Hold on tight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped forward. Before Feng Jin could react, they had already landed safely on the ground.
"Feng Jin, I'm not done with you!" Gu Beichen's hoarse roar came from the restaurant.
Feng Jin's mouth twitched, and she burst into laughter. She could already imagine how disheveled Gu Beichen must be at that moment.
"Gu Beichen has truly fallen into your hands today. If he dares to bother you, just tell me, and I'll back you up."
Ling Mohan's protective words struck a chord in Feng Jin's heart, causing it to tremble. A faint smile touched her lips.
"Don't worry. If he dares to come, I'll make sure he's even worse off than this."
Feng Jin had a myriad of ways to deal with Gu Beichen. If he dared to show up, she would ensure he faced dire consequences.
"I'll protect you from everything," Ling Mohan said solemnly, holding Feng Jin's hand.
He would stand in front of Feng Jin, no matter how much trouble she caused, and he would clean up the mess.
"There's roasted chestnut for sale over there. I'll buy some to take back." Feng Jin knew Ling Mohan's intentions, but she was unsure how to respond to his feelings and quickly found an excuse to change the subject.
Squeezing through the crowd to the stall, Feng Jin waved her hand and bought all the best chestnuts.
With so many people, a little for each would mean they'd be gone.
"Why did you buy so much?" Ling Mohan took the chestnuts from Feng Jin's hand. Had she bought out the entire stall?
"A little for everyone, and then they'll be gone."
Feng Jin peeled the hot chestnuts in her hand, then put a peeled one into Ling Mohan's mouth. "Are they delicious?"
"Whatever my wife peels is delicious," Ling Mohan replied without hesitation.
Feng Jin felt a little uncomfortable now. How had this man become so glib? Who had he learned such words from?
The two continued to stroll for a while before returning to the Ling residence.
The next morning, Feng Jin re-examined the surgical instruments, and once she confirmed there were no issues, she began the operation on Yun Niang.
Feng Jin handed the brewed anesthetic powder to Yun Niang. "Drink this and have a good sleep."
"Thank you, Madam."
Yun Niang took the medicine and drank it down. Within moments, she began to feel drowsy.
After Yun Niang had fallen into a deep sleep, Feng Jin began preparing for the surgery.
Arranging all the instruments neatly, Feng Jin approached Yun Niang's scar with a scalpel in one hand and tweezers in the other.