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

Although Leng Qinghua's face still had that indifferent look, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes had obviously smoothed out a lot.

His actions of taking and playing cards were more relaxed, and he would even occasionally comment on Luo Bingbing and Lu Er's card plays.

"Bingbing, you played that West Wind card too early. Wouldn't it have been better to save it for a pair of wind tiles?"

"Xiao Er, stop peeking at Jingmo's cards."

The tone wasn't particularly warm, but there was less of a distance between them, and more of the casualness one would show when playing cards with family.

Lu Er mentally cursed Song Jingmo as a traitor, siding with outsiders.

But seeing that his mother was in a good mood, he realized that Song Jingmo, though seemingly quiet, was actually quite perceptive.

She's really good at making elders happy.

Before we knew it, two hours had passed.

The sky outside the window was already completely dark, and warm lights were lit up in the villa area, both near and far, with the faint sound of fireworks still audible.

Another round ended, and Leng Qinghua won again.

He glanced at the deep night outside the window and said, "We bought some cigarettes at home. Xiao Er, why don't you take Jingmo to the yard to set them off?"

Lu Er, who was pondering how to turn the tide in the next round, suddenly looked up and froze.

fireworks?

He used to be a student, and every year during the Lunar New Year, Leng Qinghua would have fireworks prepared.

On New Year's Eve, he and Song Jingmo would always set off fireworks in the courtyard for quite a while. Leng Qinghua would stand under the eaves watching, occasionally reminding them to be careful.

After he entered the entertainment industry, Leng Qinghua strongly opposed it to no avail, so he went home less often.

Even when they come back, it's always in a rush, or they end up having an unpleasant argument for various reasons.

Leng Qinghua never bought him fireworks.

Unexpectedly, Leng Qinghua bought fireworks again this year.

It felt like a tiny needle had gently pricked a part of my heart.

It didn't hurt, but it felt sore and swollen, and an indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

Lu Er opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse: "Thank you, Mom. I'll take Jingmo out to play right away."

Song Jingmo also said to Leng Qinghua, "Thank you, Auntie."

The lights in the yard were all turned on, making it as bright as day.

The servants had already moved several boxes of fireworks to the open space in the center of the yard as instructed; there were quite a few different kinds.

There were sparklers and spinning tops to hold and play with, as well as golden willow and silver trees that could be set off on the ground, and several firework shells that could shoot into the sky and explode into huge flowers.

Even Lu Chen came down from his study, ready to stand with Luo Bingbing under the eaves to set off fireworks.

Leng Qinghua held her phone and stood a little further away in a well-lit spot, ready to take photos and record videos.

"Dr. Song, would you dare order this?"

Lu Er picked up an incense stick, lit it, and pointed at a disc-shaped firework on the ground, quite provocatively.

Song Jingmo took the other incense stick handed to him and smiled, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Because of his medical background, Song Jingmo had an instinctive caution towards fire and explosives, but when he looked into Lu Er's bright eyes, that caution vanished.

The two of them squatted down and, almost simultaneously, brought the incense close to the fuse.

"laugh--"

The fuse was lit, and sparks flew.

The two quickly ran a few steps away, returning to a safe distance.

A few seconds later, with a "bang," brilliant golden sparks erupted from the center of the disc.

It spun and rose, like a golden tree that grew instantly and radiated light, illuminating the two people's bright smiling faces.

Wow, that's beautiful!

Luo Bingbing clapped her hands in the corridor and said to Lu Chen beside her, "I want to do this too, let's do it together."

Lu Chen held Luo Bingbing's hand, a gentle smile on his usually stern face: "Okay, let's order two at a time."

Lu Er turned to look at Song Jingmo, the firelight reflecting in her eyes, dancing with warm light.

Song Jingmo was also looking at Lu Er, a smile playing on his lips.

The two lit a few more sparklers and arranged them into a heart shape. Tiny sparks crackled and flickered in their hands, drawing bright arcs of light.

After setting off a small spinning top that spun and spewed fire on the ground for a while, Lu Er went for something exciting and lit the largest firework shell.

The fuse burned out, and a streak of fire shot shrieked into the dark night sky.

It exploded with a "bang" at the highest point, transforming into a sky full of colorful and dazzling flowers, illuminating half of the night sky.

Lu Er looked up at the dazzling fireworks in the sky, then glanced at Song Jingmo beside her, who was also looking up at the sky with the same focused gaze.

Turning around, I saw Leng Qinghua taking photos under the eaves, along with her older brother and sister-in-law standing side by side.

I thought to myself: This year's New Year was really good.

Leng Qinghua held up her phone, the camera sometimes pointing at the sky, sometimes at the two young people laughing and joking in the courtyard, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

After the fireworks were over, we went back inside, and it was already past ten o'clock.

The chill on my body was warmed by the heating in the room, making me feel a little lazy.

Lu Er yawned slightly and said to Leng Qinghua, "Mom, it's getting late, Jingmo and I will head back now."

"go back?"

Leng Qinghua put down her phone, took the hand warmer from the maid, and looked at the two of them. "It's so late, what are you going back for?"

Lu Er: "Can Jingmo stay too?"

"It's not like we don't have room at home. Let's all stay here tonight and stay up all night. It would be ridiculous to go back home at this hour with nothing to do."

Leng Qinghua spoke naturally and made the arrangements directly.

Lu Er and Song Jingmo were both stunned.

They thought that having New Year's Eve dinner and setting off fireworks was the biggest concession Leng Qinghua had made, but they never expected her to allow the two of them to stay overnight at the old house and even keep vigil together on New Year's Eve...

Lu Chen smiled and replied, "Stay. Your room upstairs is cleaned every day, so you can move in right away. Jingmo's old room is also cleaned, just like when he was a child, so don't feel too uncomfortable."

Luo Bingbing smiled and said, "That's right, it's more lively when there are many people staying up late on New Year's Eve. We can also eat dumplings together tomorrow morning, it's auspicious to celebrate the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Lu Er looked at Song Jingmo, asking with her eyes.

Song Jingmo nodded gently, his eyes tender and calm.

Lu Er suppressed the pounding in her heart: "Thank you, Mom. Thank you, brother and sister-in-law."

As the clock struck midnight, the family was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the lively New Year's Eve gala on TV.

As the chimes lingered, Leng Qinghua stood up, walked to the side, and took the several thick red envelopes that had been prepared beforehand.

He went first to Lu Chen and Luo Bingbing, handing them two red envelopes one after the other, with a gentle smile on his face: "Xiao Chen, Bingbing, may the new year bring you peace and good fortune."

"Especially Bingbing, you must take good care of yourself and try to give the family another girl next year, so that you can have a son and a daughter."

Lu Chen smiled and accepted it: "Thank you, Mom. We will try our best."

Luo Bingbing blushed slightly, snuggled up to Lu Chen, and whispered, "Thank you, Mom. We also want to have another child."

Upon hearing the topic of having children, Lu Er and Song Jingmo, who were sitting on another sofa, both stiffened almost imperceptibly.

Lu Er felt even more nervous and uneasy, and instinctively grabbed Song Jingmo's hand.

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The mother still tries to make things difficult for them by using the traditional concept of carrying on the family line.

Song Jingmo sensed the tension in Lu Er's hand and gently squeezed it in return.