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

On the afternoon of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Er was nestled on the sofa in the living room, looking at the company's financial statements.

Song Jingmo was watering and fertilizing the few pots of weeping jasmine that he had bought on a whim on the balcony, but which were always half-dead.

The sky outside the window was somewhat overcast, and the air was filled with the busy atmosphere unique to the Lunar New Year.

The cell phone on the coffee table rang.

Lu Er answered the phone, her voice languid: "Hey, Mr. Lu, what brings you here? Did you get your year-end bonuses paid out early?"

"No respect for elders."

Lu Chen's voice came through the receiver, tinged with amusement, but he quickly got to the point, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. If you're free, go home early and have a reunion dinner together."

The words "reunion dinner" made Lu Er's nonchalant expression instantly vanish, and she subconsciously sat up straight.

Last year, because he insisted on being with Song Jingmo despite Leng Qinghua's strong opposition, he was kicked out of the house on the spot by the furious Leng Qinghua.

He spent that New Year's Eve with Song Jingmo.

The two of them cooked a simple meal, and looking at the fireworks of other people's houses outside the window, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Although Leng Qinghua's attitude softened after leaving the entertainment industry.

Last weekend, when he took Song Jingmo back for dinner, Leng Qinghua didn't say anything unpleasant, but she didn't smile much either.

But tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, a big holiday, and Lu Er is really a little scared.

She was afraid of offending Leng Qinghua, afraid that Song Jingmo would be wronged, and even more afraid that the relationship that had finally eased up would drop to freezing point again.

"elder brother······"

Lu Er lowered her voice, tinged with hesitation and barely perceptible nervousness, "How's Mom's been lately? I'm worried about her..."

Lu Chen sighed: "What else can I do? Even if I don't say it, I'm definitely thinking about you."

"After you left last time, she looked at your childhood photos for a long time. Bingbing and I will be home tomorrow, so if you want to bring Jingmo, go ahead. We're family, and we don't hold grudges overnight."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Lu Chen's words gave Lu Er some confidence.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Er remained motionless in the same position as when she answered. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her face showed obvious distress.

Song Jingmo had obviously heard the conversation on the phone. He put down the spray bottle, walked over, and sat down next to Lu Er.

"Dr. Song, tomorrow is New Year's Eve..."

Lu Er licked her slightly dry lips and tentatively asked, "My brother wants me to go home for dinner. Do you want to come back with me?"

Song Jingmo didn't answer immediately. He reached out and took Lu Er's hand, squeezing it gently, and asked, "Do you want me to go?"

"Of course I want to!"

Lu Er replied without hesitation, "How could I be so heartless as to leave you alone at home for the New Year?"

But after saying that, he immediately wilted and leaned his head on Song Jingmo's shoulder.

Her voice was muffled, "But I'm afraid my mom will give you a hard time again. It's the New Year, and I don't want you to be unhappy."

Song Jingmo felt the weight on his shoulder, and his heart softened.

She turned her head and gently rubbed her chin against Lu Er's head, her voice gentle and tolerant: "Er Er, I'm not afraid of being scolded, but I'm afraid of making things difficult for you."

"If you're worried about things going wrong, I'll wait for you at home. Go back and have a nice meal with your family. If you miss me, come back soon."

"When you get home, we can grab something to eat and stay up all night together. That would be nice."

He paused, then added, "Give Auntie some time, take it slow. We have plenty of time, no rush."

There was not a trace of resentment or disappointment in Song Jingmo's words, only complete understanding and support.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Lu Er felt, her heart aching and swelling.

Song Jingmo is always like this, always considering his feelings first and digesting his grievances and pressures himself.

During the Lunar New Year, Song Jingmo was left alone in the cold, quiet house, waiting for Lu Er to return from the family reunion dinner. Just thinking about that scene made Lu Er feel a tightness in her chest.

Why should I?

What did Song Jingmo do wrong this time?

Why should such a good person be unable to afford a decent New Year's Eve dinner because of his family problems?

Last New Year's Eve, he was sad, but Song Jingmo was even sadder than him.

He didn't want to do that anymore.

Lu Er thought for a moment and finally made up her mind: "I'll take you home. At worst, we'll both get kicked out. It's not the first time anyway."

"If we really get kicked out, we'll go to a hotel for New Year's Eve dinner and order the most expensive set menu. After dinner, we'll watch the fireworks. I just don't want to leave you alone at home."

Seeing the man's reckless attitude, Song Jingmo's eyes softened with a gentle smile.

The slight unease in my heart caused by the unknown was soothed by this warm feeling.

Raising her other hand, she ruffled Lu Er's hair: "Okay, let's go back together. Just treat it as a regular meal, it's nothing to suffer a little."

The following morning, both of them changed into red sweaters to match the occasion.

Lu Er is wearing a loose-fitting style with cute cartoon patterns, while Song Jingmo is wearing a simple solid-color fitted style.

They each wore a long white coat in the same color scheme, and standing together, they looked harmonious and pleasing to the eye, like a couple in matching outfits.

Song Jingmo hesitated for a moment and said, "Er'er, are you sure you want to dress so flashy? Your mother..."

He always felt that the two of them wearing matching outfits didn't seem like they were going on a reunion, but rather like they were going on a declaration of war.

Lu Er looked at the two people in the mirror, elegant and noble, standing together as well-matched as if they had stepped out of a New Year's card.

"We'll definitely wear matching outfits for the New Year, regardless of whether she likes them or not, our happiness is the most important thing."

Lu Er, in a fit of despair, said, "Besides, with my brother around, things won't get too bad."

Song Jingmo chuckled and picked up the gift he had prepared beforehand: "Okay, whatever you say."

An hour later, as soon as the car stopped, Lu Chen and Luo Bingbing were already waiting at the door.

Lu Chen was dressed in dark gray loungewear, exuding a calm and composed demeanor.

Luo Bingbing, on the other hand, wore a festive red dress with a white fur coat, looking radiant.

Seeing the two get out of the car, Luo Bingbing greeted them with a smile.

"You're finally here! Mom got up early this morning to prepare. She walked around the kitchen several times and just now asked me why you weren't here yet."

Then he smiled and nodded at Song Jingmo, "Jingmo, welcome to our home for the New Year."

Lu Chen also came over, patted Lu Er on the shoulder, and said to Song Jingmo, "You must be tired from the journey. Let's go inside; it's cold outside."

The servant stepped forward and respectfully accepted the gift from Song Jingmo's hands.

Lu Er was somewhat incredulous: "Did Mom really ask us, or was my sister-in-law just trying to cheer me up?"

Luo Bingbing took Lu Er's arm and whispered, "Don't worry, Mom seems to be in a good mood today. Besides, it's the New Year, so we have to consider her feelings."

The group entered the house, which was warm and decorated with a strong festive atmosphere.

Chinese knots, the character "福" (fortune), and fresh flowers hung on the wall, and the servants respectfully took the coats that the two had taken off.

Lu Chen led the two towards the tea room: "Mom is in the tea room, she's made tea and is waiting for you."