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

Inside the tea room, Leng Qinghua was sitting in front of a sandalwood tea tray, skillfully arranging the tea utensils.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up, her gaze first falling on Lu Er's face before turning to Song Jingmo beside her.

"mom."

"Aunt."

Lu Er and Song Jingmo spoke at the same time.

Today, Leng Qinghua wore a dark green velvet cheongsam, her hair meticulously styled. She wore pearl earrings, exuding an air of elegance and nobility.

"Yes, please sit down."

Leng Qinghua spoke calmly, pointing to the seat opposite her.

Then he picked up the kettle that had been boiling, poured water back into it, and skillfully began to brew a new pot of white tea.

Steam rose, and the aroma of tea gradually filled the air.

Lu Er and Song Jingmo sat down opposite each other, both of them a little reserved.

Leng Qinghua poured a cup of tea for each of them; the amber-colored tea rippled gently in the white porcelain cups.

After the two of them took a sip of tea, the first person asked Lu Er, "Have you taken care of everything at the company by the end of the year?"

Lu Er sat up straight and answered honestly, "Yes, the year-end bonus has been paid, and the budget and plans for next year have been basically finalized."

"Um."

Leng Qinghua nodded, took a sip of tea, and asked, "What are your plans for next year?"

Lu Er glanced at Song Jingmo, then looked at Leng Qinghua, her tone a mix of probing and flattery: "Mom, I'm planning to start an entertainment company next year."

"First, sign Ye Qingge and Gu Jinzhou to the company. They're both doing very well right now and are interested in working with me..."

I thought Leng Qinghua would frown and object as before, as soon as she heard the word "entertainment".

Unexpectedly, Leng Qinghua simply put down her teacup and said calmly, "If you're going to start a company, then do it well. Don't go and get involved in the entertainment industry anymore; it's all murky and chaotic."

As she spoke, her gaze swept across Song Jingmo's face before returning to Lu Er: "Even the best relationships can't withstand too much gossip. Living a peaceful and stable life is better than anything else."

Song Jingmo's fingers tightened slightly as he held the teacup.

This statement was entirely made with their relationship in mind.

Lu Er was clearly taken aback for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

He immediately assured her, "Mom, don't worry. I'll just be a behind-the-scenes boss and will never get involved in the entertainment industry again."

Lu Er reached out and secretly took Song Jingmo's hand under the table, giving it a squeeze.

Leng Qinghua hummed in agreement and didn't continue the topic.

Turning her gaze to Song Jingmo, she asked, "Your parents live abroad most of the year and rarely come back to China. Will they be back for the Chinese New Year this year?"

Song Jingmo put down his teacup and sat up straight.

He met Leng Qinghua's scrutiny with honest eyes: "Recently, the international situation has been turbulent, and the country where my parents work is also in constant conflict. I'm afraid they won't be able to return to China this year."

"But they asked me to give you my regards. I will take you back to my hometown to visit your grandfather on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Upon hearing this, Leng Qinghua's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and her expression darkened noticeably.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lu Er's heart tightened; she knew Leng Qinghua was unhappy again.

She quickly interjected, "Mom, Uncle Song and Aunt Qu came back last year. We had dinner together, and Aunt Qu even gave me a box of very beautiful jewelry as a gift."

Lu Er spoke a little quickly, "They've really been too busy with work this year, it's not that they don't value me. I met Aunt Qu abroad, and she's been really good to me."

Song Jingmo took over the conversation at the right moment, her tone sincere and apologetic: "Auntie, I'm really sorry. My parents' work is very special, and their schedules are beyond their control."

"But they are very supportive of me and Er'er, and they always said they would definitely visit us formally if they had the chance. They were also very disappointed that they couldn't come back this time. So they specifically asked me to send their regards to you and apologize on their behalf."

Looking into Song Jingmo's sincere eyes, and then at her own son's anxious protectiveness, Leng Qinghua remained silent for a few seconds before her expression finally softened.

Without saying anything more, he simply picked up the teapot again and refilled their cups with hot tea.

Lu Chen and Luo Bingbing also came to the tea room. The group chatted and drank tea, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Lu Chen asked about the future development of Song Jingmo Hospital, while Lu Er and Leng Qinghua discussed the preparations for the entertainment company.

More than an hour later, the maid came to inform us that the meal was ready.

Inside the restaurant, the long tables were already laden with a sumptuous feast. The dishes looked and smelled delicious, exuding a strong festive atmosphere.

In the very center was a roast suckling pig, along with a whole roasted fish, lotus leaf chicken, boiled shrimp, king crab...

Leng Qinghua took her seat in the main seat.

Lu Chen sat down to Leng Qinghua's left, and Luo Bingbing sat down next to Lu Chen.

Lu Er sat to Leng Qinghua's right, and Song Jingmo sat down next to Lu Er.

As soon as she sat down, Lu Er was surprised to find a small white porcelain stew pot next to the tableware in front of Song Jingmo.

Curious, I lifted the lid, and inside was a bright yellow, smooth steamed egg custard.

It's also garnished with a few bright green scallions and pink shrimp, and steam is rising from it.

Lu Er was stunned and subconsciously looked up at Leng Qinghua in the main seat.

Leng Qinghua was wiping her hands with a hot towel, seemingly unaware of Lu Er's gaze.

Sitting opposite, Luo Bingbing laughed: "That was specially prepared by Mom in the kitchen for Jingmo. Jingmo, try it quickly, our aunt's steamed egg custard is absolutely amazing."

The dining table fell silent instantly.

A hint of a smile flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, while Lu Er stared intently at Leng Qinghua, her nose tingling slightly.

Song Jingmo was also stunned.

Looking at the steaming, ordinary steamed egg custard in front of him, and then at Leng Qinghua across from him who maintained a calm expression, a warm feeling spread through his heart.

I picked up the spoon, scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it, and put it in my mouth.

The steamed egg custard is incredibly smooth and melts in your mouth, with a perfect balance of saltiness, carrying the natural fragrance of eggs and the sweetness of shrimp.

"It's delicious, I really like it."

Song Jingmo put down his spoon, looked at Leng Qinghua, and said in a softer and more serious voice than usual, "Thank you, Auntie, for your trouble."

Leng Qinghua finally looked up at Song Jingmo, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment before shifting away.

I picked up the serving chopsticks and put a piece of chicken on Lu Er's plate.

Her tone remained indifferent: "Eat more if you like, don't be shy, just like when you were a child."

Seeing this scene, Lu Er almost cried into her bowl.

She quickly lowered her head, shoveled a large mouthful of rice into her mouth, and tried to hide her reddened eyes.

This time, he and Song Jingmo can finally relax and welcome the upcoming New Year's bell with peace of mind.

The door to their home truly opened for them.

At the dinner table, Song Jingmo habitually placed the peeled shrimp into Lu Er's bowl.

Leng Qinghua frowned as she looked at him: "Let him eat by himself. He's not a child anymore. You've spoiled him and given him a lot of bad habits."

Lu Er shrank back, no longer daring to order Song Jingmo around.

Luo Bingbing laughed out loud: "I can't even be envious of how good their relationship is."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen peeled a shrimp and put it into Luo Bingbing's bowl: "Here, do you still need to be envious?"

Lu Er: "..."