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

Song Jingmo immediately put down his chopsticks and leaned over nervously. He gently patted Lu Er's back to help her catch her breath, his eyes full of worry.

Leng Qinghua frowned in displeasure and scolded, "You can't even eat properly! You have no manners at all! How old are you!"

Luo Bingbing quickly smoothed things over, saying with a smile, "Mom, don't be angry. Xiao Er is just happy for Jing Mo."

Then, turning to Song Jingmo, she said, "Anyone who can match someone as outstanding as Jingmo must be one in a million in terms of family background, appearance, and upbringing."

Following Luo Bingbing's words, Song Jingmo's gaze fell on Lu Er's face, whose eyes still had physiological tears, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Her tone was incredibly gentle: "Sister Bingbing, you flatter me. He is indeed very handsome, with exquisite features."

Song Jingmo deliberately paused slightly on the word "beautiful," and only continued after seeing Lu Er's ears turn red, "Many people like him, and his family background is also very good."

"He is also very successful in his own career. Sometimes, I even feel a little inferior, afraid that I am not good enough for him."

This heartfelt praise completely piqued Leng Qinghua's curiosity.

He quickly went through the list of prominent heiresses in City A in his mind, his brows furrowing slightly, unable to recall which family's daughter could match Song Jingmo's description.

Unable to come up with an answer, she simply stopped thinking about it and turned her attention to Lu Er: "Look how outstanding Jingmo's boyfriend is. You should also try to marry Yan Yan as soon as possible, so I can feel at ease."

Lu Er was drinking water when she heard this and couldn't help but mutter, "I don't know what you're up to, why are you in such a hurry to pack me up and get rid of me..."

Leng Qinghua's face instantly darkened, as if a sore spot had been touched, and her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible agitation and sadness.

"What else could I possibly want? Aren't I doing this for your own good? I just hope that in the future, someone will be there for you, someone to support you."

"You can have children and a happy family. When I get old, you won't be all alone and helpless. I can't be with you for a lifetime."

The pessimism and urgency revealed in his words made Lu Er's heart clench.

He put down his water glass, raised his head, and looked directly at Leng Qinghua, directly piercing through the veil of pretense:

"Is it that you can't be with us forever, or that you simply don't want to try your best to spend more time with us?"

"Mom, how long are you going to keep this from us?"

Why are you unwilling to go to the hospital for proper treatment?

"Clang!"

Luo Bingbing dropped the spoon into the plate with a crisp sound.

Lu Chen closed his eyes, his expression grave.

The atmosphere at the dinner table instantly plummeted to freezing point.

The color drained from Leng Qinghua's face. After a few seconds of silence, she spoke wearily, "Chemotherapy is too painful. Hair loss, vomiting... I don't want that."

"Aunt Leng, medical technology has advanced a lot now, and there are many medications that can control and alleviate the side effects of chemotherapy."

"If it is detected early and the treatment methods are mature, the prognosis is very good. With standardized treatment, there is a high probability of long-term survival, or even clinical cure."

"If you actively cooperate with the treatment, you can definitely watch Lu Chen's child grow up. You can watch Lu Er get married and start a career, and you can be with them for a very long time."

Leng Qinghua listened intently, her tightly pursed lips slightly loosening.

After a long silence, he sighed softly, his tone much gentler: "I will seriously consider it."

After the meal, Song Jingmo said goodbye and went to visit his uncle next door.

Lu Er was summoned to the study by Lu Chen to discuss her mother's condition and subsequent treatment in detail.

Luo Bingbing also stayed in the living room, gently persuading, "Mom, medical technology is constantly developing, and Jingmo has a wide network of connections; he'll definitely be able to contact the best experts..."

Afternoon, in the study.

Leng Qinghua announced her decision: "After my birthday banquet at the end of the month, I will officially hand over the Leng Group to Xiao Er. Then I will go to the hospital to get proper treatment."

"What? For me?"

Lu Er shook her head vigorously, "I can't do it, how would I know how to manage a company? You should just leave it all to my brother, I'll just collect my share of the profits every year."

Lu Chen calmed his restless younger brother down: "How about this, I'll help him manage the company for now. As for the shares and profits, they'll still belong to Xiao Er."

He looked at Lu Er with the concern of an older brother, saying, "You will eventually have to start a family. Having your own money will give you more confidence."

Lu Er wanted to say something, but seeing the determined looks in her mother's and brother's eyes, she had no choice but to swallow her words and start thinking about how to be a hands-off manager in the future.

That evening, Lu Er stayed in her room at the old house to rest, while Song Jingmo stayed at her uncle's house.

The two were at a distance that was neither too close nor too far apart, and could only chat via their mobile phones.

Lu Er lay on the bed, holding her phone, typing away rapidly:

[Reporting to Dr. Song: Major progress! Ms. Leng has relented and agreed to go to the hospital for treatment after her birthday party. [Spinning][Spinning]]

Thank you for what you said at the dinner table today. [bows.jpg]

The message had barely been sent when Song Jingmo replied immediately:

How should I thank you?

Lu Er looked at these three words and couldn't help but smile.

[What kind of thank-you gift does Dr. Song want? I'll go through fire and water for you. [cute emoji]]

【you.】

Lu Er stared at the screen, her cheeks burning and her heart racing.

This person can flirt with people anytime, anywhere.

After a while, Lu Er said goodnight and prepared to go to sleep.

Song Jingmo replied immediately:

I want to hold you while I sleep.

Lu Er felt a strong urge to join in after reading the message.

I opened the window, and a cool night breeze blew in.

He could see that the light was still on in the window of Song Jingmo's room on the second floor of the villa next door.

A bold yet familiar idea popped into my head.

Wait.

[Let me show you a special skill. [Smug.jpg]]

Lu Er put down her phone and skillfully climbed out of the window. Following the familiar footholds on the outer wall, she carefully descended.

Using the branches of the old tree in the yard, they nimbly climbed over the low wall between the two houses.

Then, following the water pipe, they quietly climbed up to the windowsill of Song Jingmo's room and gently knocked on the glass.

Hearing the noise, Song Jingmo, who was inside the room, went to the window.

I drew back the curtains and saw Lu Er crouching on the windowsill. Her eyes were bright and sparkling, and she had a radiant smile on her face.

The night breeze ruffled Lu Er's soft hair, with a sky full of stars behind her.

Song Jingmo's heart softened instantly.

Quickly open the window and tightly embrace the person, who was covered in the chill of the night dew.

"Nonsense."

Song Jingmo scolded softly, but his tone was full of indulgence and pampering, "What if you fell and hurt yourself?"

Lu Er nestled in Song Jingmo's arms and said with a grin, "Don't worry, I'm good at this. I climbed all those hills back in high school."

Song Jingmo picked the person up and carried them to the large bed.

"Don't even think about running away tonight."

Song Jingmo whispered in someone's ear, his voice carrying a dangerous allure, "I want to collect the thank-you gift in person."