Initially, Feng Jin listened very attentively, but after a while, she was confused by Ling Mohan’s “thus and so” pronouncements, couldn’t persist, and slumped onto the desk, falling into a deep sleep.
It was only when Ling Mohan glanced at the desk a few times that she woke up.
Muddled, she rubbed her eyes, stretched, and asked with a yawn, “What time is it? Are you finished talking?”
This nap was truly comfortable, it was just that the desk was a bit too hard, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
Especially her neck, it was really sore and painful. If she had known it would be so uncomfortable, she would have slept like this earlier.
“It’s dark outside, what time do you think it is?”
Ling Mohan pressed his forehead, saying somewhat helplessly. He hadn’t intended to wake Feng Jin at first, planning to wait for her to wake up on her own, but he waited and waited, and the sky had already turned dark, and Feng Jin still showed no signs of waking. So, he simply woke her up.
“It’s dark, did I sleep that long?”
Feng Jin instantly sobered up, turned her head to look out the window, and saw that it was pitch black outside. This was the first time she had slept for such a long time.
“Sigh… Where’s Ling Muzhu?”
After looking around and not seeing Ling Muzhu’s figure, Feng Jin’s gaze shifted to Ling Mohan, and she asked.
“He went to eat, let’s hurry over too.”
With that, Ling Mohan took Feng Jin’s hand and walked straight out. If they delayed any longer, the freshly heated meals would cool down again.
In the dining hall, Feng Jin poked at the food a few times and immediately lost her appetite, casually placing her chopsticks on the desk.
“You’re not eating, not to your taste?”
Seeing that she had only eaten a few bites, Ling Mohan asked.
“It’s alright, I just suddenly don’t want to eat these dishes. Eating the same thing every day will naturally make me tired of it.”
Even the most delicious food, eaten day in and day out, would become tiresome. She now really missed modern hamburgers, milk tea, and fried chicken. These high-calorie, high-guilt foods were truly missed.
Thinking of this, Feng Jin couldn’t help but swallow. She really missed them immensely…
It was just a pity that she couldn’t eat them now. Feng Jin drooped her head, her interest greatly diminished, and she propped her chin in her hands.
“I’ll take you out to eat something.”
“No need, you don’t have what I want to eat here.”
“If you don’t have it, I’ll order someone to make it, or you can tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll find a way to have someone make it for you.”
After a pause… a glimmer of light flickered in Feng Jin’s dim eyes.
That’s right, she could make it herself. How could she have forgotten this? She had hands and feet and could completely make it herself.
She stood up abruptly, moved to Ling Mohan’s side, and said, “I’ll go make some delicious food for you.”
With that, Feng Jin left under the man’s puzzled gaze and went straight to the kitchen. Following the method from memory, she made spicy strips, fried chicken, and the milk tea she had been longing for.
Although the presentation wasn’t very good, the taste was indeed real.
Looking at the food she had made with satisfaction, a pleased smile curved Feng Jin’s lips. She hadn’t expected her first attempt to be so successful. It was a pity about the kitchen, which she had made a mess of. She could only trouble them to clean it up.
Feng Jin searched for Ling Mohan’s whereabouts and found him. The two of them were having class at this time.
“Let’s take a break first. I’ve made some food, eat something first, then continue learning.”
Learning is the most brain-consuming and physically demanding thing. She must be hungry. Feng Jin placed the fried chicken she had made in front of Ling Muzhu, gesturing for him to eat it while it was hot.
Ling Muzhu was already hungry. When he saw the food on the desk, he couldn’t wait to eat it. As his hand was about to touch it, he remembered what he had learned today, so he quietly withdrew his hand.
“What’s wrong with you? Why aren’t you eating?”
This was completely unlike Ling Muzhu’s usual behavior. Could it be that he was still being coerced by Ling Mohan?
With a heart full of doubt, she looked at Ling Mohan opposite her. Seeing that he still had that nonchalant air, she then asked, “Why aren’t you eating? I worked so hard to make it, and you don’t eat it at all? That’s too disrespectful!”
“Eating too much at night will fatigue the stomach and intestines. Moreover, the food you made is too greasy. I am afraid that if I eat it, it will not digest well and cause stomach upset.”
Ling Mohan’s words made Feng Jin feel somewhat inferior. Clearly, she was the physician, but Ling Mohan seemed more professional.
“If you don’t eat, you don’t eat. Don’t make so many excuses. You really don’t know how to enjoy yourself. I’ll save it for myself to eat slowly.”
She had made these things earlier because she was worried there wouldn’t be enough to eat. Now, not only was she not sharing, but she was also being scorned.
Biting fiercely into a piece of fried chicken to vent her dissatisfaction, Feng Jin ate with great relish, which only intensified Ling Muzhu’s hunger.
He really couldn’t bear it any longer. Ling Muzhu no longer wanted to deny himself and decided to fill his stomach first before worrying about anything else.
One bite after another, he ate with great joy, completely forgetting his earlier reserve and refusal.
“How is it? How does it taste?”
Feng Jin asked impatiently. Her cooking skills definitely needed to be proven.
“Delicious…”
Ling Mohan mumbled, chewing the food.
“It’s good that you have good taste, unlike some people who don’t understand anything but still make sarcastic remarks.”
Feng Jin’s words were pointed, and she glared fiercely at the man.
“Let’s continue studying after you finish eating.”
The man who had been sitting silently beside them suddenly spoke, startling Ling Muzhu, whose hand, midway to picking up food, faltered slightly and froze in mid-air, forgetting to put it down.
“Can’t you let people eat in peace? Must you come out and disrupt things at this moment…”
“Eldest sister-in-law, I’ve finished eating, and I’ll start studying now.”
Ling Muzhu quickly intervened to stop the two from arguing and picked up his book, diligently beginning to study.
Eldest brother was rarely willing to teach him, and this was such a rare opportunity that he couldn’t miss it; he had to seize it firmly.
Seeing this, Feng Jin, despite her dissatisfaction, had no choice but to give up. Ling Muzhu’s studies should come first. After today, she couldn’t guarantee that Ling Mohan would still be willing to teach Ling Muzhu.
Feng Jin stood by for a while, feeling bored, and left directly to return to her room to rest.
…
By the time Feng Jin woke up again, it was already early the next morning.
“Young Madam is awake. Someone from the Old Master’s side came earlier to urge you, saying that the married eldest aunt has returned and wants you to go over there quickly.”
Feng Jin, who was still somewhat groggy, became instantly alert upon hearing this.
The married eldest aunt? She had never heard of such a person before.