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

Late September, orthopedic clinic.

Yin Siyao had just seen off the last patient of the morning and rubbed her sore neck.

There was a knock on the door of the consultation room.

"Enter."

Song Jingmo pushed open the door and came in, holding a medical record in his hand.

"What's up?"

Song Jingmo sat down in the chair opposite him: "What are your plans for the National Day holiday?"

Yin Siyao checked the work schedule on her phone: "Nothing much, but I have to work the last three days. What's up?"

"Er'er and I are going abroad to visit our parents in Switzerland. Could you please take care of things at the hospital?"

Yin Siyao took a sip of water: "A raise?"

Song Jingmo was speechless: "You're someone who married into a wealthy family, are you that short of money?"

Even close brothers keep clear accounts; we're at most sisters-in-law, so we have to settle things properly.

"Add three times the salary, are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied, satisfied," Yin Siyao said happily. "Is this trip abroad to visit your parents planned to get married or just for tourism?"

Song Jingmo poured himself a glass of water: "Get a marriage certificate?"

"Same-sex marriage is recognized in many places abroad. Since I'm going abroad anyway, I might as well get a marriage certificate and feel more at ease."

The consultation room was silent for a few seconds.

Song Jingmo raised his head, looked at Yin Siyao, and said calmly, "I have no unease."

"Really not?" Yin Siyao raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing it. "Lu Er used to be surrounded by all sorts of scandals."

"That was before. In the past year, he hasn't had any scandals."

Yin Siyao exclaimed, "You're really something else, you manage people so well."

I ignored him.

Song Jingmo said seriously, "It's because Er'er has me in her heart that there are no rumors about her."

You can't control them; their hearts are with you, and they'll behave themselves without you having to manage them.

Yin Siyao looked at the person and nodded in agreement.

"It's not easy to achieve this in the entertainment industry. So, when are you planning to get married? I'd like to prepare my savings in advance."

"But it's agreed that Yan Yan and I will be counted as one."

Song Jingmo chuckled: "Why are you more anxious than I am?"

"It's not that I'm in a hurry."

Yin Siyao leaned back in her chair. "Lu Er lives under the spotlight, under the scrutiny of everyone. If she doesn't come down sooner, she might get kidnapped one day, and then you'll have nowhere to cry."

"They can't run away."

Song Jingmo was very certain, "Since he chose to stay by my side, he won't be lured away by someone else. I believe in him, and I believe in my own choice."

Yin Siyao laughed: "Okay, I guess I was worrying for nothing."

Song Jingmo abruptly changed the subject, throwing the question back at him: "And you? When do you plan to get married?"

Yin Siyao's smile faded.

Twirling the pen in my hand, my gaze fell on the sycamore leaves outside the window that were beginning to turn yellow, and I stared at them for a long time.

"I don't plan to get married."

Song Jingmo raised an eyebrow.

"It's not that I don't want to marry Leng Keyan," Yin Siyao added, "it's that I don't want to tie him down with a marriage certificate."

"He's still young, his life is just beginning. I believe he loves me, and I never doubt his sincerity, but sincerity can change in an instant."

"If that day ever comes, I will set him free. It's enough to have loved him; there's no need to tie him down for life."

Song Jingmo fell silent.

Hospitals are the best places to witness the true nature of humanity.

They had witnessed too many partings and deaths, and they had seen people willing to spend hundreds of dollars on flowers for their lovers, but unwilling to give their wives in the hospital a painkiller that cost tens of dollars.

She had just seen her husband cry as he saw his deceased wife off, and then he turned around and smiled as he took his lover's hand.

She witnessed her husband's willingness to support his mistress's child but his refusal to spend money on his own child's medical treatment while the child was in the hospital.

I've seen children who despise their parents as a burden and refuse to continue treatment.

I've seen an old man leave this world alone, dying without ever seeing his child one last time.

They've seen far too much and understand human nature far too well; it's hard for them not to be clear-headed.

After a long silence, Song Jingmo spoke in a deep voice: "My thoughts are similar to yours."

Yin Siyao was quite surprised: "Huh?"

"I will propose, but I don't plan to get a marriage certificate. I believe that the relationship between two people cannot be maintained by a few pieces of paper."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door of the clinic.

Yin Siyao was writing a medical record and didn't even look up: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a figure flashed in, bringing with it a breath of warmth and the scent of sunshine.

"Teacher Yin!"

Leng Keyan's voice was filled with obvious excitement.

Yin Siyao looked up.

Leng Keyan stood at the door, dressed in a simple white T-shirt and jeans. Her hair was a little messy, and her cheeks were flushed.

She was also carrying a plastic bag containing two cups of milk tea.

"What brings you here today?"

I missed you, so I brought you some milk tea.

Leng Keyan placed the milk tea on the table. "Your preferred flavor, no extra sugar, and no ice."

Yin Siyao glanced at the milk tea, then at Leng Keyan's bright eyes, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips: "Speak, what is it?"

Leng Keyan chuckled twice and inserted the straw into the drink.

"Um, my mom just called..."

Leng Keyan spoke cautiously, "I told her that my dad fell while working in the fields and injured his leg."

Yin Siyao frowned: "Is it serious?"

"It's not too serious, just a sprain, and it's very swollen. I'm thinking of going home during the National Day holiday to see my dad."

He didn't go home for Chinese New Year last year. If he doesn't go back again, he'll be nagged about it every day.

Yin Siyao nodded: "Of course, when are you leaving?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"Would you like me to give you a ride?"

Leng Keyan bit her straw and cautiously asked, "Um... Teacher Yin, would you like to come back with me?"

His mother would call every few days to ask when he was going to bring the person back.

Judging from Yin Siyao's appearance, she had no intention of going home with him for a long time.

He believed that Yin Siyao liked him.

When passion strikes in bed, the joy and love in one's eyes don't lie.

Yin Siyao stirred the pearls with the straw, as if she was considering it.

Leng Keyan also looked at the person, her eyes full of expectation, like a puppy waiting for its owner's response.

"Want me to go home with you?"

"Um."

Leng Keyan nodded, her voice lowered, "My parents also want to meet you. Don't worry, they're very nice and won't make things difficult for you."

Yin Siyao took a few sips of milk tea.

Leng Keyan felt uneasy, her fingers unconsciously digging into the side of the cup.

"Okay, let's go back together then."

Leng Keyan's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"

"Hmm, what time is it the day after tomorrow?"

Leng Keyan jumped up from her chair excitedly: "Teacher Yin, you're the best!"

"What do your parents like? I'll go buy them a gift tomorrow."

They all like what you buy.

Leng Keyan said that she transferred 50,000 yuan to Yin Siyao via WeChat, "My parents are very down-to-earth, not some rich and powerful wives."

Yin Siyao poked at the straw: "How can I use your money to buy a gift? What kind of talk would that make?"

"It's all the same. My money is your money, and your money is still your money."

Leng Keyan was so happy she couldn't stop smiling. If it weren't for the cameras, she would have loved to hug and kiss him.