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

The president's office of the Lu Group, located on the 98th floor, isolates the hustle and bustle of the city.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the afternoon sun streamed in without obstruction, illuminating the entire office brightly.

The air was filled with a faint scent of cedarwood incense as Leng Qinghua sat on a white sheepskin sofa in the reception area.

On the glass coffee table in front of me lay a document: a debt settlement certificate.

The paper was blindingly white in the sunlight, and the line "All debts have been paid off" on it felt like a silent slap across her face.

In just half a month, Lu Er actually paid off her huge debt, which is simply unbelievable.

Leng Qinghua's fingers unconsciously traced the edge of the document.

This was completely beyond her expectations.

She had calculated everything perfectly when she set up this scheme.

Although Lu Er is a top celebrity with an astonishing annual income, the maximum amount of liquid funds he can personally access is only a few billion.

Faced with a staggering debt of tens of billions, the only way out is to go home and admit his mistakes.

She will step in to pay off the debt when the time comes.

This way, he could save face for his son and also smoothly get him out of that chaotic entertainment industry.

Then he would marry into the Lu family, obediently join the Leng Group, and gradually take over the family business.

This is the safest path in life she has planned for her youngest son.

Glamorous, respectable, and risk-free.

But now, Lu Er has actually paid off her debts herself.

The heavy solid wood door to the office was gently pushed open.

Lu Chen walked in, wearing a dark gray custom-made suit. He was tall and had a steady gait.

Seeing his mother sitting on the sofa, he paused slightly, but quickly regained his composure and walked to sit down behind the desk.

"Mom, what brings you here?"

Lu Chen casually tidied up the documents on the table. "Didn't you say you were having afternoon tea with Mrs. Li and the others today?"

Leng Qinghua raised her head, her gaze sharp as a knife: "Lu Chen, tell me honestly, did you give Lu Er money in secret?"

The air in the office seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lu Chen paused slightly as he sorted through the documents, then resumed his normal movements.

He raised his head to meet his mother's scrutinizing gaze, his eyes unwavering. "From the day Xiao Er left home, I have never given him any financial support."

Leng Qinghua stared at the person, trying to find a flaw in that perfectly flawless face.

But Lu Chen's expression was so well controlled that it felt unreal to her.

"What about Bingbing?"

Leng Qinghua pressed, "Did she give it to her secretly?"

Lu Chen remained silent for a few seconds.

"Yes."

Lu Chen admitted it readily, "But I only gave her 30 million. Bingbing said it was her private money, and I had no reason to stop her."

"Thirty million?"

Leng Qinghua curled her lips into a sneer, her smile laced with undisguised sarcasm. "Really, they only gave you thirty million?"

As she spoke, she stood up, her high heels making a dull thud on the thick carpet.

"Then tell me, where did he get his money? In just half a month, he amassed hundreds of billions. Even if he robbed a bank, he couldn't get that much."

"Did you embezzle company funds behind my back?"

Looking at his mother's face, which was slightly flushed with excitement, and at the almost obsessive questioning in her eyes, Lu Chen suddenly felt incredibly tired.

This kind of fatigue isn't physical; it seeps out from the very bones.

Thirty years of accumulation have finally brought him to the brink of collapse.

"Mom," Lu Chen began, his voice still calm, but beneath that calmness were already cracks, "Does it matter where Xiao Er's money came from?"

"The important thing is that he paid it off. This debt wasn't paid off by the Lu family; he paid it off himself."

"If that's the case, what reason do we have to keep pursuing it?"

"What's the reason?"

Leng Qinghua's voice sounded particularly jarring in the empty office, "I'm his mother, I have the right to know where he got so much money."

"What if he did something illegal? What if he borrowed money from loan sharks?"

"What if someone finds something on us and it implicates the entire Lu family?"

"There's no 'what if'."

Lu Chen interrupted, his voice still calm, but with an undeniable force: "Lu Er is my brother, and I know his character."

"No matter how difficult things get for him, he will not do anything illegal, let alone get involved with loan sharks."

"Do you know him?"

Leng Qinghua laughed. "What do you know about him? Do you know that he'd abandon his family for another man?"

"Do you know that he'd rather be burdened with billions in debt than turn back? Lu Chen, don't you also think I've gone too far?"

Lu Chen didn't say anything.

Why aren't you saying anything? Even you think I'm wrong? Even you're on Lu Er's side?

Lu Chen's silence was like a bucket of ice water poured on Leng Qinghua's raging anger.

Lu Chen just stared at his mother for a long time.

So long that the anger on Leng Qinghua's face gradually froze, so long that the air in the office felt as heavy as lead.

The sunlight outside the window shifted slightly, and a beam of light shone directly onto Lu Chen's face.

Lu Chen's profile is well-defined, and his eyebrows and eyes have a similar outline to Lu Er's, but their temperaments are completely different.

Lu Er is bright and cheerful, while Lu Chen is melancholic; Lu Er cries and makes a fuss, while Lu Chen is always calm and restrained.

But beneath this calm, something is shattering.

"Mom," Lu Chen finally spoke, his voice soft, yet like a dull knife.

The facade of calm was shattered. "You came here today, did you really want to ask where Xiao Er's money came from, or...?"

"Are you just looking for a reason to prove you're right? To prove that your pressure on Xiao Er is all for his own good?"

Leng Qinghua's face turned pale instantly.

She sat bolt upright, her finger trembling as she pointed at her son: "What...what did you say?"

"I said," Lu Chen stood up, his eyes colder than ever before, "do you really want him to live according to your wishes?"

"Lu Chen!"

Leng Qinghua screamed, her well-maintained face contorted with rage, "How dare you speak to me like that?"

"I'm your mother. I gave birth to you, raised you, and nurtured you to where you are today. Is this how you repay me?"

Leng Qinghua suddenly became agitated and stood up abruptly.

Pointing at Lu Chen, she said, "Are you jealous of Lu Er's success? Are you afraid he'll come back and fight you for your inheritance?"

"So, that's why you're letting him go further and further down the wrong path? As his older brother, you've failed in your responsibilities and obligations; you're harming him!"

That's a really harsh statement.

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PS:

I've seen a lot of people criticizing Leng Qinghua, but art actually originates from life.

This character is based on a real person.

Leng Qinghua questioned Lu Chen because she had personally experienced it, which is why she wrote it down.

Life has a kind side, but it also has a malicious side.

Although it's a novel, I didn't want to write it like a fairy tale, as that would be too unrealistic.

I hope that the characters I create are three-dimensional, with both good and evil to make them feel real.