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

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth: "Then you should change jobs."

"Change jobs?"

Yin Siyao seemed to have heard a joke. "Dad, Kangren is the best private hospital in the country. My current salary is five times that back home."

"And there's a year-end bonus of hundreds of thousands. Where else can I find such good benefits if I change jobs?"

"Only by being there can I earn enough money for my mother's medical treatment and to keep this family from collapsing."

"Changing jobs would reduce my income by more than half. What will I do when my family needs money?"

These words struck a nerve with Mr. Yin, causing his lips to tremble and he to remain silent.

The room fell silent again.

After finishing a cigarette, Mr. Yin asked in a hoarse voice, "So, you're determined to...get involved with this kid?"

"They're not mixed up."

Yin Siyao corrected, "They're together."

He put down his chopsticks, leaned back, and relaxed.

But with a serious look in his eyes, he said, "Dad, Mom, I'm thirty this year."

"Given our family's circumstances, which girl do you think would be interested in us? Even the girls in the village think we're too poor, let alone others?"

"Besides, you know what a doctor's job is like. They're so busy they're practically living on air. What girl would want a partner who's poor and offers no companionship?"

Yin's mother's eyes reddened again, and she lowered her head to wipe her eyes with her apron.

"Rather than being alone for the rest of my life, I'd rather find someone who won't look down on me."

Yin Siyao's voice was lower, but every word was clear, "As for whether it's a man or a woman, it doesn't matter. As long as they're good to me, don't mind that I'm poor, and don't mind that I'm busy, that's enough."

That's too blunt and too realistic.

Mr. Yin wanted to refute, but found himself speechless.

Yes, my son is right.

Their family's circumstances weren't even considered good in the village, and they were at the bottom of the class in City A.

Which girl would want to marry into this family and suffer?

Leng Keyan hurriedly said, "Uncle and Aunt, although I am young, I will definitely treat Teacher Yin well."

"I don't mind that he's poor, nor do I mind that he's busy. My family is doing alright; if I need money in the future, I can..."

"Yan Yan."

Yin Siyao interrupted, her tone carrying a warning, "Stop talking."

Leng Keyan bit her lip: "I'm serious. I'll help Teacher Yin share the burden and not let him be so tired..."

Looking at Leng Keyan's young and sincere face, tears streamed down Yin's mother's face.

Thinking about all the sacrifices my son has made for this family over the years, thinking about how my chronic illness has been a burden on him, thinking about how he's thirty and still doesn't have a decent partner...

"Old Yin,"

With a sob in her voice, Yin's mother said, "It's our own fault for being incompetent, for not having the money to buy a house or a car for our child, which has burdened Siyao. It's not the child's fault..."

Mr. Yin sighed heavily, looking as if he had aged ten years.

He glanced at his heartbroken wife, then at his resolute son, and finally at Leng Keyan, whose eyes were red.

"Alright."

Mr. Yin waved his hand, his voice weary, "After you finish eating... hurry up and leave, don't embarrass yourselves in the village."

These words were harsh, but Yin Siyao knew that her father had compromised.

Mrs. Yin grew anxious: "Why are you leaving? What time is it? It's not safe to drive at night. If you're going to leave, you should leave tomorrow."

He quickly picked up his chopsticks, saying, "Eat up! Try this fish, I bought it early this morning, it's so fresh!"

Leng Keyan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly picked up her chopsticks.

The entire meal was quiet and awkward.

Yin's mother kept putting food on Leng Keyan's plate, saying things like "Eat more" and "Don't be shy."

Mr. Yin barely ate anything, only occasionally drinking some soup.

Yin Siyao, on the other hand, ate with complete ease.

After the meal, Mrs. Yin cleared away the dishes.

Leng Keyan wanted to help, but was stopped by Yin's mother: "No need, no need, you are a guest, just sit down."

Leng Keyan had no choice but to sit back down in her chair.

Mr. Yin lit a cigarette and smoked it in the yard.

After a while, Mother Yin called out, "You two go take a shower first, I'll make your beds. Keyan, is it alright if you sleep in the same room as Siyao?"

Leng Keyan quickly nodded: "Okay, Auntie, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Mother Yin turned and went into the inner room.

A short while later, he came out carrying a brand new quilt.

The quilt cover is decorated with a bright red dragon and phoenix pattern, clearly a treasured item from the bottom of a trunk.

"This blanket is new; I haven't been able to bear using it."

Yin's mother handed the quilt to Leng Keyan, "It's cold at night, cover yourself with a thicker one."

Leng Keyan took the quilt; it was heavy and smelled of sunshine.

My heart warmed, and my nose tingled with emotion: "Thank you, Auntie..."

"What are you thanking me for?"

Yin's mother glanced at Leng Keyan with a complicated expression, but in the end, she patted Leng Keyan on the shoulder and said, "Go take a shower first, the water heater is ready."

Yin Siyao got up and pulled Leng Keyan to the bathroom.

The two took turns showering, and when they returned to the room, Mother Yin had already made the bed.

The bright red quilt was spread on the bed, standing out starkly in the dim light.

Yin Siyao closed the door, and the room instantly fell silent.

The room was small and simply furnished.

A bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.

The wall was covered with certificates of merit, all belonging to Yin Siyao.

Leng Keyan sat on the bed, finally relaxing and letting out a long sigh of relief.

"That scared me to death..."

Leng Keyan whispered, "When your dad was throwing things just now, I thought he was going to hit me."

Yin Siyao grasped the person's hand: "No. My dad has a short temper, but he doesn't hit people."

"So...do they...not accept it?"

Yin Siyao was silent for a few seconds: "Give them some time."

"Teacher Yin,"

Leng Keyan asked softly, "Are you really... not going to regret it?"

"Regret what?"

"Stay with me."

Leng Keyan lowered her head, "We have to face so much trouble."

Yin Siyao turned her head to look at Leng Keyan, her gaze gentle yet firm: "Leng Keyan, listen to me. I never regret what I do. Once I've made a choice, I've made it, and I'll accept it even if I'm wrong."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "As for you, it's not too late to regret it now."

Without a second thought, Leng Keyan replied, "I have no regrets!"

Yin Siyao smiled and ruffled the other person's hair: "That's settled then."

Leng Keyan thought, this must be love.

It's frightening, yet it inspires courage.

Yin Siyao pulled Leng Keyan, who was still in a daze, into her arms and pinched her chubby cheeks: "I'm sorry to have wronged you. You have to get scolded by me and even be kicked out during the New Year."

Leng Keyan shook her head and leaned on Yin Siyao's shoulder: "I'm not wronged. It's just... Teacher Yin, how come you don't even blush when you lie?"

Yin Siyao remained expressionless: "I didn't lie, I just made some artistic embellishments."

"But we didn't do anything, we were just sleeping, how could you..."

"I'll do it sooner or later, so it's not a lie."

Leng Keyan blushed and rubbed her fluffy head against Yin Siyao's chest.

He asked in a low voice, "So...we really have to leave tomorrow?"

"Um."

Yin Siyao nodded, "My dad cares about his reputation. It's uncomfortable for him to be here."

"Where are we going?" Leng Keyan asked. "Back to City A?"

Yin Siyao: "Mm."