Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

Two weeks later, one evening at the Lu family's old house, Leng Qinghua finished her meal slowly and deliberately, then wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Suddenly, she suggested, "This weekend at noon, I'd like to invite Jingmo over for a casual meal. Xiaochen, Bingbing, what do you think?"

Luo Bingbing immediately put down her spoon and nodded obediently, "Mom, you can arrange it as you see fit, I have no objections."

Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm.

Trying to subtly stop him: "Jingmo is the head of his department now, he's quite busy. He also works overtime on weekends, so he might not have time..."

Leng Qinghua didn't even lift her eyelids, her tone filled with nostalgia: "No matter how busy you are, you can always find time for a meal. I haven't seen that child in a long time, and I really want to see him. It's settled then."

Lu Chen silently swallowed the rest of his words, knowing that once his mother made a decision, it would be difficult to change it.

On a weekend morning, Lu Er was curled up on the sofa, frowning as she studied the script for her new drama, when her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, she answered the phone, her tone languid: "Hello, Mom?"

Leng Qinghua's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Er, you invited Jingmo to come over for lunch on Sunday. I asked the kitchen to prepare a lot of his favorite dishes."

"When you were in school, I was really grateful to Jingmo for urging you to study. Otherwise, you probably would have gone astray long ago. You couldn't even get into the vocational college in the next city, let alone University A. I really have to thank him."

Lu Er: "..."

Although it's true, it just sounds so unpleasant coming from his mother's mouth.

Lu Er gave a vague reply: "Okay, I'll ask him if he's free."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Er threw the script aside and slumped into the sofa, feeling utterly hopeless.

When Lu Er told him about it that evening, Song Jingmo paused slightly as he took off his coat, a barely perceptible hint of nervousness flashing across his face.

Although he could calmly handle various unexpected situations on the operating table, it was really hard not to be nervous when facing the powerful and aloof Ms. Leng, especially since he had also taken away her precious son.

Seeing Song Jingmo's alarmed expression, Lu Er burst out laughing.

She leaned over and poked Song Jingmo's waist: "Dr. Song, relax. It's not like you're coming to visit as his fiancée."

"My mom just wants to thank you for raising me back then, it's not like she's meeting the parents."

Song Jingmo was amused and smiled helplessly. That evening, the two of them went out to pick out some health supplements and tea.

On Sunday noon, Lu Er drove Song Jingmo, who was carrying gifts, back to the Lu family's old house.

Leng Qinghua prepared an extremely lavish meal, comparable in scale to a New Year's Eve dinner.

"Auntie, it's been a long time. You're too kind."

Song Jingmo handed the gift to the maid, greeted her politely, and maintained an impeccable posture, without a single flaw.

Leng Qinghua's face showed a rare gentle smile: "Jingmo is here, please sit down. Don't be so polite with your aunt, it's just a casual meal."

Everyone took their seats, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

As they ate, Leng Qinghua seemed to remember something, put down her chopsticks, and asked, "Jingmo, you were doing so well in City A, why did you suddenly decide to go abroad?"

Luo Bingbing's hand, holding the soup spoon, froze in mid-air as she looked at Song Jingmo with great curiosity.

She vaguely heard about it from Lu Chen, and it seemed to be related to Xiao Er.

Song Jingmo's grip on the chopsticks tightened almost imperceptibly, but he maintained a polite smile on his face.

"Aunt Leng, the development of medicine is changing rapidly, and there is no end to learning. Back then, I went abroad mainly to study and pursue advanced studies on a more cutting-edge platform and broaden my horizons."

"I heard from your uncle that conditions are very good abroad, and you've been there for six years. Why are you thinking of coming back?"

Song Jingmo's voice was calm and steady, "I believe that personal development should resonate with the development of the country. After learning something abroad, I want to come back and make some contributions to the country."

These words sounded very dignified, and Leng Qinghua listened with a look of great satisfaction, nodding approvingly: "Good, well said."

"As expected of a child raised by your parents, you have a high level of awareness. You have ideals and a sense of responsibility."

As she spoke, she glanced at Lu Er, who was gnawing on a chicken wing next to her with a look of disappointment, "Unlike our son, who does nothing but hangs out in the murky entertainment industry."

Luo Bingbing was stunned. She clearly remembered her husband saying that Song Jingmo went abroad because he had a relationship conflict with Lu Er.

Why is it different from the script we agreed on?

Luo Bingbing looked blankly at Lu Er sitting next to her.

Lu Er winked slyly, took out her phone, and typed rapidly on the screen.

[Song Jingmo's official statement: Going abroad is for further studies.]

[Lu Er's real-time translation: I had a fight with my wife, and in a fit of anger, I ran away.]

Luo Bingbing: "!!!"

I almost choked on my saliva and quickly covered my mouth in fright.

At this point, Leng Qinghua asked a few more questions about life abroad, and Song Jingmo answered them cautiously one by one.

[Song Jingmo's official statement: The research environment abroad is indeed better, but my heart is always with my motherland.]

[Lu Er's real-time translation: The outside world may be wonderful, but when I think about it, my wife at home is more important.]

[Song Jingmo's official statement: Returning to China is to realize greater medical value.]

[Lu Er's real-time translation: After running away for six years, he realized he couldn't forget his wife, so he eagerly came back to win her back.]

Luo Bingbing stared at the constantly updated translation of Lu Er's video on her phone screen, trying so hard not to laugh that her shoulders trembled and her face turned bright red.

She was utterly exasperated with this young couple; one of them was giving a grand and dignified report on stage, while the other was relentlessly criticizing and sabotaging them from below.

Leng Qinghua noticed Luo Bingbing and Lu Er's subtle movements and frowned slightly: "What are you two whispering about down there?"

Lu Er immediately put down her phone, sat up straight, and put on an extremely serious expression: "Mom, we are reflecting deeply on this."

"And we will explore how to learn from Brother Jingmo's great spirit of having the world in his heart and striving for national glory."

A hint of a smile flashed across Song Jingmo's eyes as he looked at Lu Er's pretentious little act.

She picked up the conversation, her tone sincere: "Auntie, please don't say that about Er'er. He's also contributing to the country's cultural and film industry."

"Moreover, Er'er has won many prestigious awards through his own efforts. Er'er is actually very smart and hardworking. In my opinion, he has always been excellent."

These words both protected Lu Er and were spoken appropriately, without any flattery.

Leng Qinghua was overjoyed by the flattery, and even her good-for-nothing youngest son seemed much more agreeable to her.

She smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, you are all good children."

The atmosphere was just right, and Leng Qinghua asked with a smile, "Jingmo, Xiao'er said last time that you have a boyfriend? Bring him back for Auntie to meet when you have time, and Auntie will give you her opinion."

Song Jingmo: "..."

Leng Qinghua's tone was warm, carrying the concern of an elder, "Tell Auntie, what does that girl do? What's her personality like? What's her family like...?"

"Cough cough!" Lu Er coughed suddenly, almost choking on the soup.