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

"I heard they've saddled themselves with billions in debt, but their son still hasn't come back."

"The entertainment industry is a murky place, full of filth and scandals. Don't be surprised by it."

"All the pretty girls in the entertainment industry are kept by sugar daddies. I've heard that the parents of that nephew from the Qu family have a very powerful background. How could they let their child get involved with people in the entertainment industry?"

"If my son brought someone from the entertainment industry home, I'd probably break his legs."

"Exactly, they've probably been cuckolded countless times..."

"I heard that Sister Leng was so upset that she was hospitalized not long ago. It's really not easy for her."

"No wonder no one's made plans for afternoon tea anymore. If this happened to me, I wouldn't dare go out either."

The ladies covered their mouths and burst into laughter.

Just then, a glass of red wine was splashed over without warning.

Deep red liquid flowed down her meticulously styled hair, staining her pearl necklace.

The ladies were stunned.

Leng Qinghua wore a golden cheongsam with a white fox fur draped over her shoulders. Her hair was pulled up high, revealing her elegant neck.

Her face was covered in exquisite makeup, her lips were as red as blood, and her eyes were as cold as knives: "It's none of the business of outsiders to judge my son."

"I invited you here because I treated you like human beings. But you guys are terrible; you can't even pretend to be human."

It's one thing to gossip behind someone's back, but to dare to speak so recklessly on her turf is unacceptable.

The ladies' faces turned pale instantly.

Although Leng Qinghua often had afternoon tea with them, she was different from those wealthy women.

These women all came from privileged backgrounds and had never worked in the business world; they only talked about everyday family matters.

Leng Qinghua is a true woman who fought her way up from among men.

This bandit-like quality is what they dislike the most.

Mrs. Su was the one who got splashed the most; her makeup was ruined.

The Su family is a century-old wealthy family with a profound heritage.

Being splashed with wine in public is embarrassing enough; if she were really kicked out, how would she ever be able to get along with the wives in the social circle again?

Mrs. Su suddenly stood up: "Qinghua, are you crazy? How dare you splash me?"

"Did you know that our two companies have a collaboration on an artificial intelligence project worth over 100 million yuan?"

"So what if I splashed you? I splashed you, they were just doing it on the side."

Leng Qinghua sneered, "Gossiping behind people's backs is just like an uncultured, gossipy woman from the countryside. We're better off without a business partner like that."

"Does throwing wine in public make you a well-mannered person?"

Mrs. Su was so angry that she trembled all over and raised her hand to slap him.

The wives knew they were in the wrong and didn't dare to make a scene. Afraid of being scolded by their husbands, they hurriedly went to pull Mrs. Su away.

Several people reached out to stop him, and the scene became chaotic, with people pushing and shoving each other.

Someone bumped into her, and Leng Qinghua, wearing eight-centimeter high heels, lost her balance and fell backward.

A waiter carrying a tray with several glasses of champagne on it reached out to help.

Unexpectedly, a lady lost her balance and knocked over the tray in the waiter's hand.

The waiter couldn't stop Leng Qinghua and could only watch helplessly as she fell towards the table behind her.

A six-tiered champagne tower sat on the table, with crystal-clear glasses stacked in a pyramid shape, shimmering under the lights.

The cup collapsed with a crash after the impact.

"Splash—"

A crisp, ear-piercing cracking sound echoed throughout the banquet hall.

Hundreds of wine glasses were smashed on the ground, shards of glass flying everywhere.

Champagne poured down like a waterfall, soaking Leng Qinghua completely.

The golden cheongsam was instantly soaked, clinging to her body. The fox fur coat, saturated with wine, drooped heavily.

Glass shards cut small wounds on Leng Qinghua's bare wrists and neck, causing beads of blood to seep out.

Leng Qinghua lay sprawled on the messy ground, while the other ladies also tumbled about, completely stunned by the scene before them.

Lu Chen was the first to rush over: "Mom!"

Lu Er also realized what was happening, pushed through the crowd and rushed over, with Song Jingmo following closely behind.

"Mom, Mom, how are you?"

Lu Chen knelt beside Leng Qinghua, wanting to reach out and help her up.

"Don't touch her."

Song Jingmo pressed down on Lu Chen, who was trying to help him up, and quickly checked him. "There might be glass stuck in his body. Moving around will only worsen the injury."

"mom······"

Lu Er's voice trembled violently.

"Don't worry, I'm here. Go call an ambulance."

Song Jingmo spoke calmly, then knelt on one knee beside Leng Qinghua and gave her a quick examination: "There are a few cuts from the glass shards, but none are deep and none have damaged any arteries."

"He has a minor fracture in his leg and hit his head on the corner of a table when he fell. There is some blood seeping out, but the situation shouldn't be too serious."

Leng Qinghua snapped out of her daze and wiped the wine off her face. "I'm fine, help me up."

Lu Chen and Song Jingmo carefully helped the person up.

Although Leng Qinghua was soaked to the bone and her neck was still bleeding, her back was ramrod straight.

Song Jingmo said, "Auntie, let me treat your wound first."

"Need not."

Leng Qinghua covered her head and turned her gaze to the several terrified ladies.

Mrs. Su was deathly pale, still lying on the ground, her lips trembling: "I didn't mean to, they pushed me..."

The wives all tried to shift the blame: "I was trying to pull someone away, I don't know how I fell..."

"I don't care who pushed it. As long as there's compensation for what happened today, let's not continue the cooperation."

"Qinghua," Mrs. Su's husband stepped forward, "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. My wife just doesn't know how to speak nicely, please don't take it to heart."

"After all, it's a contract worth hundreds of millions. How can we just stop cooperating because a woman is being unreasonable and says she doesn't want to?"

He glared at his wife as he pulled her up, saying, "Look at you, you've completely disgraced me."

Mrs. Su didn't dare to utter a sound even after being scolded, and stood meekly beside her husband.

"Your woman insulted me on my turf, saying I'd be childless. Is that something a human being would do? Did she forget her brain?"

After saying that, he turned to Lu Chen, who was standing next to him, and said, "Show the guest out."

"Yes."

Lu Chen immediately waved, and several security guards quickly walked over.

The banquet hall was completely silent.

Leng Qinghua looked around, and when she spoke again, her tone was much gentler: "Please forgive what happened earlier. The banquet will continue; please enjoy yourselves."

After saying that, he said to Lu Chen, "You and Bingbing are entertaining here, don't worry about me."

Lu Chen looked at Leng Qinghua with a worried expression: "Mom, the ambulance is here. I'll take you to the hospital."

Lu Er spoke up: "Brother, you and sister-in-law stay here. Jingmo and I will take Mom to the hospital. We're medical students, so we're more professional. Staying here won't be of much help."

Song Jingmo looked at Lu Chen: "I have already contacted the hospital, and the medical staff are waiting now."

Lu Chen asked Leng Qinghua for her opinion.

Leng Qinghua glanced at Song Jingmo: "Thank you for your help."

Song Jingmo and Lu Er helped Leng Qinghua downstairs.

The music started playing again behind me.

In the ambulance, Song Jingmo briefly explained the examination results and reminded them, "There might be glass shards in the skin, so please be careful."

Lu Er stood to the side, her eyes reddening as she looked at the tiny wounds on Leng Qinghua's arm.

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

"What do you have to apologize for?"

Leng Qinghua said calmly, "It wasn't you who pushed me."

Lu Er didn't say anything.

He could roughly guess why Leng Qinghua had taken action; it was probably just because she was talking about him.

At the hospital, Leng Qinghua was taken to the emergency room.

Song Jingmo and Lu Er changed into disposable protective suits and watched closely from the side.