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

Leng Keyan, wrapped in Yin Siyao's coat, returned to her office dejectedly.

I had just taken out my pen and paper when there was a knock on the office door.

The person who arrived was Leng Qinghua's personal assistant, whose expression was respectful yet carried an air of undeniable authority: "Dr. Leng, Chairman Leng requests your presence now."

Leng Keyan's heart skipped a beat.

You found out so quickly?

It must be news of what happened on the rooftop tonight that got through.

Grandma is old and has a heart condition, so please don't be frightened.

Leng Keyan didn't have time to reflect on her actions. She put down her pen and hurriedly followed her assistant to the VIP ward.

Pushing open the ward door, I found the room softly lit and warmly heated.

Leng Qinghua leaned against the hospital bed, holding a tablet computer in her hand, her expression somewhat somber.

To Leng Keyan's surprise, Song Jingmo was also there.

"Grandma, did you call me?"

Leng Keyan spoke cautiously, pondering how to explain the rooftop incident, "Um, tonight on the rooftop..."

Leng Qinghua raised the tablet in her hand and played a video.

The background was noisy, the wind howled, and accompanied by his clearly audible, emotionally charged cries that night:

My uncle is lucky; his first relationship ended with a handsome, capable husband who dotes on him. Unlike me, I'm just an unwanted cabbage in the field.

I watched helplessly as the person I liked went on a blind date. In the dead of winter, I waited like an idiot downstairs at his place for hours...

Leng Keyan's face turned pale instantly, blood rushed to her head, then quickly receded, leaving only embarrassment and panic.

Leng Qinghua pressed the pause button, and the ward fell into a deathly silence.

His sharp gaze fell on Leng Keyan's panicked face, and he slowly spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an invisible pressure: "Ke Yan, tell me."

"Who is the husband your uncle found? Don't lie to me."

"Also, in the video, are you referring to Yin Siyao, Dr. Yin?"

She paused, then spoke with even greater certainty, "During my time in the hospital, I noticed something was off between the two of you. You can tell from his eyes that he can't hide anything."

Leng Keyan's whole body stiffened, her fingers unconsciously curled up, and she subconsciously glanced at Song Jingmo by the window.

Faced with that all-knowing gaze, Leng Keyan knew she couldn't hide it any longer.

Take a deep breath and force yourself to calm down.

"Grandma, I think it's better to let my uncle tell you who my uncle is."

"But I like Teacher Yin, that's true. I liked him from the first moment I saw him when I came to Kangren for my internship."

"absurd!"

Leng Qinghua slammed the tablet down on the edge of the bed, making a sharp "smack" sound.

His face turned pale with anger, and his hand trembled as he pointed at Leng Keyan. "You, how dare you! Yin Siyao is your mentor, your senior."

"What kind of behavior is this? If word gets out, where will we, the Leng family, put our reputation? It's a disgrace to our family."

Leng Keyan shrank back slightly after being yelled at, but her eyes remained stubborn.

Seeing that the man was completely unyielding, Leng Qinghua's chest heaved violently as she tried to suppress her anger.

He softened his tone, speaking with the concern of an elder: "Keyan, you're still young, and you think about many things too simply."

"Putting aside the fact that Dr. Yin is more than ten years older than you, and there's a generation gap between you, just the two of you being together... what kind of talk is this?"

"Have you considered societal expectations and family pressures?"

He sighed, his voice tinged with sadness and a sense of reality, "Most importantly, you two men can't have children."

"You don't realize it now that you're young, but what will you do when you're old? Who will take care of you? If you get sick, there won't even be anyone to bring you tea or water. How lonely will that be?"

"Like when I was sick this time, if it weren't for your uncle running around taking care of me and talking to me, how anxious I would have been lying in the hospital bed!"

"When people get old and sick, what they need most is the company and care of their loved ones. If you don't have children, who will you rely on when you're old?"

Leng Keyan listened in silence.

"If you really like children, we can adopt one in the future. And even without children, as long as the two of us support each other, we can still live a good life."

"Technology is so advanced, and there are many ways to retire. But there's only one Yin Siyao, and I just love him. If we can't be together, I'd rather stay single for the rest of my life."

"you--"

Leng Qinghua's blood pressure spiked again from the "I'd rather stay single forever" statement. She clutched her chest, heartbroken.

"Think about your parents. You're their only son. They raised you hoping you'd get married, start a family, carry on the family line, and give them grandchildren."

"If you're with a man, what are they supposed to think? How are they supposed to face their relatives and friends? You're killing them!"

When her parents were mentioned, a hint of guilt and struggle flashed in Leng Keyan's eyes.

Looking at Leng Keyan's stubborn appearance, Leng Qinghua knew that persuasion alone was no longer effective.

"Tomorrow, I'll go see you, Qu Weiwei, and ask her to transfer Yin Siyao to another city. The Qu family and I have been friends for generations; she'll give me that much face."

"don't want!"

Leng Keyan suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with panic. Her voice was pleading, "Teacher Yin doesn't like me at all; it was me who harassed him one-sidedly."

"Please don't make things difficult for him. I promise you, I'll keep my distance. I absolutely won't cross the line, okay?"

Seeing that the person had finally given in, Leng Qinghua's expression softened slightly.

But she was still worried: "Keep your distance? You're in the same department, you see each other all the time. Feelings aren't something you can just control."

After a moment's hesitation, a decision was made: "Here's what we'll do. You can leave the orthopedics department. I'll talk to the hospital and get you transferred to the emergency department."

"You'll be busy there, and when you're busy, you won't have time to think about these messy things. Once your internship is over, just go back to school."

The emergency department is the busiest and most tiring place in the entire hospital, and it has almost no overlap with the orthopedics department.

Leng Keyan's heart sank to the bottom; he had no choice but to agree.

"Don't blame me for being heartless. Your parents entrusted you to my care, and I can't just stand by and watch the child they raised with such hardship go astray."

"Okay, I'll go to the emergency room."

Leng Qinghua nodded, waved her hand, and closed her eyes wearily: "Go back now, and remember what you said."

Leng Keyan left the ward dejectedly, her figure forlorn.

Once the ward door was closed, Leng Qinghua turned her sharp gaze to Song Jingmo, who had been standing silently by the window.

"Now, it's your turn to answer my question."

"What exactly is your relationship with our Xiao Er?"

"I heard from the nurses that you took leave a few days ago and went to K City to see Xiao Er, right?"

Recalling all the subtle clues from this period, Lu Er noticed the unconscious intimacy and dependence she showed when mentioning Song Jingmo...

Leng Qinghua laughed self-deprecatingly: "No wonder I've stayed in the hospital for so long and haven't seen your so-called girlfriend even once."

Faced with Leng Qinghua's blatant questioning, Song Jingmo did not flinch, but calmly and honestly met Leng Qinghua's scrutiny.

"Aunt Leng, you guessed right."

"I'm with Er'er now."

"I've liked him since we were in school. That feeling has never changed."

"We've been through a lot, and it wasn't easy for us to get back together."

Song Jingmo's voice was steady, yet carried an undeniable sincerity and determination.

Finally, he bowed slightly and said solemnly, "I beg you, can you give me a chance?"

"I will cherish him and protect him with all my heart, and I will not let him suffer the slightest grievance."

The ward fell silent once again.

Looking at the young man before her, with his refined demeanor and resolute gaze, Leng Qinghua was overwhelmed with emotion and didn't know what to say.

A grandson, a son, and a nephew of a family friend—all of them…

What's wrong with this world?