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

Leng Keyan lowered her head and frantically tapped the phone screen, her fingertips turning white from the force, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances and bitterness in her heart.

[Uncle, help! I'm dying!! [crying.jpg]]

[Yin Siyao's childhood sweetheart has come to City A! I'm currently at the same hot pot restaurant as them, at the same table!! [Suffocating.jpg]]

[Siyao personally picked her up from the high-speed rail station and even accompanied her shopping for clothes. They're having dinner together now, and the woman is smiling so sweetly. [Heartbroken.jpg]]

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

[Do I feel like an unwanted fool, forced to stand up and say "I wish you happiness" before gracefully exiting? [Humble.jpg]]

Lu Er replied instantly.

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: ???]

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: What's going on? A live broadcast of a chaotic scene? [eating popcorn.jpg]]

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: Are you sure you really like Yin Siyao?]

Leng Keyan paused for a moment, then immediately replied:

Of course I really like him. But they're childhood sweethearts, their families are all supportive, and they're getting engaged soon.

I have nothing, and Yin Siyao himself said that even if he liked me, he wouldn't be with me.

After sending that message, Leng Keyan felt her eyes start to sting again.

Quickly lower your head and pretend that the hot pot steam has irritated your eyes.

Lu Er's reply carried a frustrated and exasperated tone:

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: [Angry at his lack of ambition.jpg]]

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: Leng Keyan, you big coward. Can you even speak human language?]

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: The more someone comes from behind and surpasses you, the more you have to fight and grab! Do you understand?]

[Who cares if she's your childhood sweetheart or whether your family supports it? Yin Siyao's words were practically an admission that he likes you, weren't they?]

[Lu Er, the most handsome man in the universe: As long as he likes you, that's your biggest trump card. You have to fight for it no matter who's better!]

[To admit defeat without fighting, aren't you at a disadvantage? How can my nephew, Lu Er, be such a coward? Stand up straight!]

In a hotel in K City, Lu Er sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding her phone, her eyebrows almost standing on end.

Song Jingmo came out of the shower and dried his hair.

Seeing that Lu Er was completely absorbed in her phone and didn't even glance at her, she raised an eyebrow slightly.

She walked over and sat down next to someone, her arm naturally wrapping around Lu Er's waist.

Her chin rested on his shoulder, her voice carrying a hint of post-shower languor and a barely perceptible touch of jealousy: "Who are you chatting so enthusiastically with?"

Lu Er handed over her phone, her tone disdainful: "That kid Leng Keyan, he becomes a coward like a quail when he gets a little heartbreak, it's infuriating."

Song Jingmo glanced at the chat history, a knowing look flashing in his deep eyes.

"Only love makes one cowardly."

Song Jingmo's voice was calm, "Because I care too much, I'm afraid I won't even be able to maintain the existing relationship, so I'm hesitant and dare not cross the line."

"If you don't love someone, having an indifferent attitude will allow you to move forward and backward with ease."

Lu Er was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

Recalling the agonizing and anxious days after her reunion with Song Jingmo, her voice lowered.

Song Jingmo gently pinched the person's earlobe, a smile in his eyes, and tapped his fingers together.

On the surface, Yin Siyao appears well-behaved, gentle, and restrained; he is the obedient son in the eyes of his elders and a good man by worldly standards.

However, those who are most bound by rules and expectations are often the ones who suppress their inner desire for excitement.

He was simply held back by a sense of responsibility, family expectations, and the "right" path he had followed for over thirty years, making him hesitant to take that step.

Leng Keyan seemed to be deep in thought.

Song Jingmo paused for a moment, then continued typing:

Find your own solutions to your problems. Opportunities aren't waited for; they're earned.

[If you can't even catch someone, you deserve to be single.]

Don't bother your uncle anymore.

After sending the message, Song Jingmo neatly shoved the phone back into Lu Er's hand.

He pulled her closer, saying, "Alright, now it's your turn to be with me."

Lu Er blinked, but ultimately chose to obediently snuggle into Song Jingmo's arms.

In the hot pot restaurant, Leng Keyan was provoked by the comment that he deserved to be without a wife.

Yeah, why is he being a coward?

What are you afraid of?

Yin Siyao has personally admitted that she likes him.

My uncle is right. It would be a huge loss to admit defeat without fighting.

Leng Keyan raised her head, her previously drooping shoulders straightened, and the aggrieved mist in her eyes dissipated.

Zhao Jingshu elegantly sipped a piece of tripe, her gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the two people whose atmosphere was clearly off.

With her smile unchanged, she spoke gently, "Youyu is so young and beautiful. She and Keyan look like a perfect couple sitting together. It's so good to be young."

This was a clever way of putting it, praising Bai Youyu while also linking Leng Keyan and Bai Youyu together, making it sound like a simple compliment.

Tang Lan, who had always been trying to be impartial, immediately chimed in: "Of course! Keyan is the undisputed heartthrob of our A University, and Youyu is the campus beauty."

"They're like walking admission brochures, the epitome of good looks. Everyone thinks they're a match made in heaven, and there are thousands of posts on the forum about them as a couple."

Yin Siyao, who had been standing aside, paused almost imperceptibly in his hand movements.

Slowly raising her eyelids, her gaze passed over the rising steam from the hot pot and landed on Leng Keyan's face across from her.

His eyes were deep and heavy, like thick ink that couldn't be dissolved, churning with extremely complex and difficult-to-decipher emotions.

The jawline seemed to tense for a moment, but quickly returned to calm. Only the knuckles of the fingers holding the chopsticks were slightly white.

Leng Keyan looked up at that moment and unexpectedly met Yin Siyao's gaze.

My heart skipped a beat.

Lu Er's line, "Whether you're high or low, you have to fight for it," kept replaying in my mind.

Leng Keyan met Yin Siyao's gaze and revealed a smile that was completely different from her previous listless state, even carrying a hint of provocation and roguishness.

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Yin Siyao.

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly cut through the noisy crowd and landed between the two of them: "Tang Lan just loves to stir up trouble. Bai Youyu and I are just ordinary classmates."

He paused, glancing meaningfully at Zhao Jingshu, who was smiling politely beside Yin Siyao.

Then she looked at Yin Siyao again, "Teacher Yin, how long does your friend plan to stay in City A? Have you booked a hotel? Do you need any help?"

Leng Keyan's question was indeed a bit presumptuous.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was trying to steal Yin Siyao away from her.

Tang Lan gasped, nearly dropping the meatball in her hand into the pot.

Bai Youyu looked at Leng Keyan in surprise.

Zhao Jingshu's perfect smile froze almost imperceptibly.

The string of reason that had always been taut in Yin Siyao's heart began to hum under the strain.

How come this little puppy, who always just looks at him pitifully, suddenly learned to show its claws?