You can't possibly allow your authority to be challenged by these two brats. Ling Mohan's anger flared instantly. Without thinking about anything else, he blurted out, "Just you two wait and see, I will definitely get your things back."
It must be that he hadn't educated them properly, which was why they had developed such a misconception. Now that the children were still young, it was the best opportunity to correct it.
Once time passed and the children grew up, this notion would become deeply ingrained, and it would be very troublesome to correct it then.
After making his declaration, Ling Mohan left without any hesitation. He wanted these two brats to realize how high his status was.
Once Ling Mohan's figure completely disappeared from their sight, a triumphant smile appeared on Da Bao and Er Bao's lips.
"Your method is really good. Father fell for it so easily."
Da Bao patted Er Bao's shoulder, his eyes full of admiration for him. This time, Er Bao had actually done something good.
Er Bao disdainfully brushed off the hand on his shoulder, carefully wiping it and dusting off any dirt. He hadn't washed his hands after eating snacks, and had smudged his clothes.
"What's with that expression? I'm your brother, and you dare to look down on me!"
He wasn't an idiot, so how could he not see the unconcealed disdain in Er Bao's eyes? He had only patted his shoulder, and Er Bao was acting like this, completely forgetting that he was the elder brother.
"If you don't wash your hands, don't touch me!"
Er Bao's germophobia was quite severe now. He wouldn't even allow Da Bao to get onto the bed without changing his clothes, let alone be touched by unwashed hands. This was something that crossed his bottom line, so he naturally felt disgusted.
Fine... For the sake of Er Bao coming up with a good idea, he wouldn't press the matter further this time.
"How do you understand Father so well? How did you know he would definitely help us?"
"Because Father values his reputation."
Er Bao said lightly. Although Father truly feared Mother, he couldn't stand to have it said out loud.
Now that they had provoked him like this, he naturally couldn't maintain his composure, and would impulsively agree.
However, Father should have realized by now. He wondered if Father would regret his impulsiveness after realizing he'd been tricked, or if he was already thinking of how to explain it to Mother.
Father's expression must be full of struggle right now, and it would definitely be very interesting. It was a pity he couldn't witness it firsthand.
"Is it that simple?"
Da Bao clearly didn't quite believe it. After all, Father was such a smart person; how could he have fallen for Er Bao's trick so easily? He felt that his image of Father had somewhat diminished.
Er Bao nodded and didn't say anything more to Da Bao. After all, even if he explained, Da Bao's brain might not be able to comprehend it. Knowing too much would only lead to more trouble, and it was better not to know.
"Wait for me, tell me more..."
After thinking for a long time, Da Bao couldn't figure it out. He turned around and was about to ask Er Bao for a clearer explanation, only to find that the person had already walked far away. He hurriedly chased after Er Bao's figure, shouting loudly.
...
At this moment, Ling Mohan stood outside a side door, pausing for a long time without choosing to enter. His face was full of struggle and regret. How could he have impulsively fallen for their ploy?
Now that he had calmed down and thought about it carefully, wasn't this just a classic taunt from those two brats, deliberately provoking him so that he would go and ask Feng Jin for the items back?
These two mischievous imps had actually schemed against him. It seemed he had to be wary of them from now on.
"How long are you planning to stand outside the door?"
Feng Jin's voice came through the door gap, directly reaching Ling Mohan's ears. It seemed he couldn't avoid it any longer. He reached out and pushed the door open, and the tightly shut door was opened from the inside.
After their eyes met, Ling Mohan's expression froze. He quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look directly into Feng Jin's eyes, and coughed lightly to mask his embarrassment.
"How long are you planning to stand outside? Are you coming in?"
Feng Jin's cool voice pulled Ling Mohan's wandering thoughts back. He immediately stepped forward and walked into the room.
Staring at the man's somewhat flustered back, Feng Jin's expression deepened.
She had faintly heard footsteps as soon as Ling Mohan arrived. She waited and waited but didn't see Ling Mohan come in.
Only then did she speak and open the door, wanting to confirm if the person was still lingering in place. As expected, Ling Mohan was still waiting there and hadn't left.
Then it was strange. Ling Mohan had come but didn't enter. What trick was he playing?
Feng Jin, who was never one to hide things, directly asked, "Why didn't you come in when you arrived earlier, but instead stood at the door?"
Ling Mohan lowered his head, his slender fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. The matter weighing on his mind was quite a torment. After a pause, he cleared his throat and slowly said, "Did you take Da Bao's wooden sword today?"
"Yes!" Feng Jin admitted directly without thinking much about it. She had indeed taken it away. Were the two of them seeking mercy from Ling Mohan?
"They are too young and still dare to spar with wooden swords. If they accidentally injure themselves, it will be too late to regret it. Therefore, I don't plan to return the wooden swords to them, but..."
"But... I am curious, where did they get these wooden swords from? The workmanship is quite good, and the wood is huang li wood. It's likely not bought from outside, but made for them by someone in the mansion."
She had examined the wooden swords carefully earlier. They were ordinary objects, and there was nothing to discern from the workmanship. Only the wood itself was different. Ordinary peddlers would certainly not use such good wood.
There was no need to guess; it must have been made by someone in the mansion. The mansion had indeed received some of this good wood recently, intending to make new style furniture.
"If I find out who made it, I won't let them off!"
Thinking of this, Feng Jin became very angry. How could someone spoil children like this, giving them whatever they wanted? If they grew up and wanted the stars and moon, they couldn't climb a ladder to reach them. Spoiling children like this would eventually harm them.
"It is indeed too much. This person must not be let off easily once found!"