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

Yin Siyao's gaze calmly swept over the empty space deliberately left next to Zhao Jingshu, and over Leng Keyan's eyes, which dimmed instantly and were filled with disappointment.

Very naturally, he sat down in the empty seat next to Zhao Jingshu.

They didn't sit too close, maintaining a polite distance of at least half a person's width between them.

But for Leng Keyan, this choice was like a bucket of ice water being poured over her head.

Yin Siyao seemed completely oblivious to Leng Keyan's emotional change, and picked up the menu on the table after sitting down.

As he focused on browsing, the lines of his profile appeared somewhat distant under the soft lighting.

Zhao Jingshu's face instantly lit up with an undisguised smug smile. She tilted her head slightly and raised an eyebrow at Leng Keyan opposite her.

Her eyes were filled with the superiority and contempt of a victor, blatantly saying: You snot-nosed brat, do you even dare to try and steal my woman?

Leng Keyan felt a dull pain in her heart that made it almost impossible to breathe. She silently lowered her head and sipped water, trying to suppress the sour feeling in her throat.

"Siyao, what would you like to eat?"

Zhao Jingshu's voice was so gentle it could melt hearts. She leaned slightly towards Yin Siyao, pointing to the menu, "I heard this restaurant's steamed sea bass is very fresh, would you like to try it?"

"Let's have some lotus root and pork rib soup, it's good for the stomach. How about some boiled shrimp? It's light. Stir-fried pork liver is good for replenishing blood, and Dongpo pork ribs are their signature dish. Finally, let's add some stir-fried radish leaves to cut through the richness."

Zhao Jingshu named several dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables, for a balanced diet.

She adopted the air of a hostess, saying, "It should be enough for the three of us. What do you think, Siyao?"

Yin Siyao nodded: "Okay."

Then, her gaze shifted to Leng Keyan, who had been silently drinking water with her head down: "Take a look, is there anything else you'd like to add?"

Leng Keyan's grievances and anger were like boiling water, bubbling and gurgling.

On what grounds?

Why should Yin Siyao sit with Zhao Jingshu?

Why should I only ask her when ordering food?

Only now am I asking myself this question?

Leng Keyan said defiantly, her voice hard and sharp: "Whatever, I'm fine with whatever I eat, anyway, I'm just an extra person."

Yin Siyao's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Zhao Jingshu brushed her long hair behind her ear, revealing a section of her fair neck, with a tolerant yet helpless smile on her face.

She said softly to Yin Siyao, "Siyao, don't mind him. He's still young, so it's inevitable that he'll have a bit of a childish temper and be prone to tantrums."

As she spoke, her tone carried a hint of advice from someone with experience, "My younger brother is the same way at home. He throws tantrums whenever things don't go his way, and he's very difficult to manage."

These words sound like advice, but in reality, they all say that Leng Keyan is immature, has a childish temper, is spoiled, and needs to be disciplined.

Leng Keyan was furious and about to explode when she saw Yin Siyao merely glance at Zhao Jingshu and not respond to her words.

In Leng Keyan's view, this silence was tantamount to tacit agreement.

Even Yin Siyao felt that Zhao Jingshu was right and thought that he was being unreasonable.

Okay, so everyone thinks I'm childish, right?

Row!

Leng Keyan took the menu and loudly ordered the waiter waiting nearby, "Add another spicy rabbit head, dry pot spicy crab, sour and spicy chicken feet, and chopped chili fish head."

These four dishes are all very oily and spicy, and are a vibrant red color.

Just looking at it made one's stomach churn, a stark contrast to the light and healthy dishes Zhao Jingshu had ordered.

After Leng Keyan finished ordering, she gave Yin Siyao a provocative look.

Aren't you asking me?

I'll order the most expensive and the spiciest, so you'll bleed!

Yin Siyao frowned deeply when he saw the four dishes Leng Keyan had ordered.

Disapprovingly, she said, "These are too spicy and will irritate your stomach. You still have injuries on your face, and eating spicy food will hinder your recovery. Try some milder options."

Leng Keyan retorted, sticking her neck out: "I love spicy food. My stomach is perfectly fine. If you don't want to order for me, don't pretend to be generous and ask me what I want to eat."

Yin Siyao was silent for a few seconds, then turned to the waiter: "Bring the dishes we just ordered. Also, please add a Xi Shi Tofu and a lean meatball and mushroom soup."

A dark glint flashed in Zhao Jingshu's eyes as she watched this scene. The last two dishes were clearly added for Leng Keyan.

Yin Siyao's attentiveness to Leng Keyan revealed an unusual level of concern.

This diminished her initial smugness, replacing it with deeper vigilance and jealousy.

The dishes were served one after another very quickly.

The dishes Zhao Jingshu ordered were placed in the middle, and they looked delicious and healthy.

The four spicy dishes that Leng Keyan ordered were bright red, like four small erupting volcanoes, exuding a domineering spiciness.

Zhao Jingshu picked up the soup spoon, and a gentle and generous smile returned to her face.

First, she served Yin Siyao a bowl of lotus root and pork rib soup and said softly, "Siyao, you work hard, drink more soup to nourish yourself."

Then, he picked up an empty bowl and filled it with pork rib soup.

He handed it to Leng Keyan, his tone full of concern and tolerance: "You should drink more too. This soup is good for calcium and will help with the injury on your face."

However, just as the bowl was about to be handed to Leng Keyan, a hand with distinct knuckles suddenly reached out and steadily caught the bowl of soup.

Zhao Jingshu was stunned.

Yin Siyao placed the bowl of pork rib soup in front of herself, then said to Zhao Jingshu, "You can eat it yourself, don't worry about him."

Amidst their astonished gazes, Yin Siyao took another small bowl, scooped out a few meatballs, some mushrooms, and clear broth, and placed it in front of Leng Keyan.

"Drink this."

Yin Siyao's gaze fell on Leng Keyan's sullen face. "The pork rib soup is greasy. You have an injury on your face, and you ate so much spicy food. Drinking some light mushroom soup will help you recover."

These words, however, took on a completely different meaning in Leng Keyan's ears, who was already in a fit of anger.

Leng Keyan looked at the lean meatball and mushroom soup in front of her, then at the pork rib soup that Yin Siyao had taken and placed next to her, her eyes dark and unreadable.

Recalling that Yin Siyao had just been sitting with Zhao Jingshu and had only listened to the other person when ordering food, an absurd yet heartbreaking thought suddenly popped into my head.

Yin Siyao snatched the soup Zhao Jingshu served him, not because she cared about his injury, but because... she was jealous.

Yin Siyao was unhappy because Zhao Jingshu served him soup, so he deliberately changed it.

This mushroom soup was just a perfunctory dish.

Leng Keyan's already aggrieved heart was further burdened, and bitterness and anger overwhelmed her last bit of rationality.

She raised her head, and said defiantly, "I don't want to drink this. I want to drink pork rib soup to get calcium. Why can't I drink it?"

Seeing the person's unreasonable behavior, Yin Siyao frowned again, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Jingshu watched from the side, secretly delighted. She gently advised at the opportune moment, "Siyao is only doing this for your own good..."

"I don't need your fake kindness."

Leng Keyan was in a fit of anger and retorted directly.