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

More than a month later, the old man was finally discharged from the hospital.

The sun was shining brightly that day, and Lu Er specially canceled all her work and went to the hospital with Song Jingmo early in the morning.

After completing the discharge procedures and packing their belongings, the three of them stood in the ward.

The old man was in excellent spirits and showed no signs of having just undergone major surgery.

"Grandpa, why don't you not go back to the countryside?"

Lu Er tentatively suggested, "It'll be easier for us to take care of you if you live with us. The rooms are all ready, you can stay as long as you like."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "Little Deer, I appreciate your kindness. I've lived in the countryside my whole life. The city is nice, but I can't get used to it."

He patted Lu Er's hand and said, "Just come back to see Grandpa whenever you have time."

Song Jingmo didn't try to persuade him further, but simply nodded: "Okay, we'll come back to visit you often."

The old man smiled with satisfaction.

After that, every other weekend became a regular day to visit the old man.

I packed my things on Friday night, set off early Saturday morning, stayed overnight in the countryside, and returned Sunday afternoon.

The old man would always stand at the gate of the courtyard and wait, and when he saw the car coming from afar, his face would light up with a smile.

Lu Er accompanied the old man to work in the vegetable garden, while Song Jingmo helped repair the old and dilapidated small items in the house. The three of them were enjoying a happy time together.

It's Friday again in the blink of an eye.

When Lu Er got off work, she ate dinner and started packing her things, keeping herself very busy.

Song Jingmo leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching the busy figure behind him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Don't bother cleaning up."

Lu Er didn't even turn her head: "How can we not pack? We need to take all these things with us when we visit Grandpa tomorrow."

Song Jingmo walked over, took the thing from the person's hand, and placed it on the table.

"I'm not going to see Grandpa this week."

Lu Er was taken aback and turned to look at Song Jingmo: "Why? Is Grandpa not feeling well?"

"no."

Song Jingmo's eyes were filled with a smile. "Grandpa said he's coming to see us this week."

Lu Er was even more stunned: "Huh? Why did Grandpa suddenly agree to come? Didn't he say he didn't like the city?"

Seeing Lu Er's bewildered expression, Song Jingmo couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, his tone both helpless and indulgent:

"Idiot, you forgot your own birthday?"

Lu Er's face was distorted from being pinched, and upon hearing this, she froze on the spot.

Birthday?

I blinked, and my mind raced.

Tomorrow really is my birthday.

Seeing the man's silly expression, Song Jingmo's smile deepened.

He released her, pulled her into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of Lu Er's head: "The hotel has already been booked."

"Grandpa, Mom, my older brother and sister-in-law are all coming over tomorrow to celebrate."

Lu Er nestled in Song Jingmo's arms, her fingers twirling the hem of his clothes: "We celebrate birthdays every year, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Song Jingmo tightened his grip on her arm: "It only happens once a year, so it's not an exaggeration to make a big fuss about it."

The next morning at nine o'clock, Lu Er woke up naturally.

I opened my eyes, and there was no one around me.

I sat up groggily and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Song Jingmo came out drying his hair. Seeing that the person was awake, he walked over and kissed the person's forehead.

"Take a shower first, change into formal attire, and then set off."

Lu Er rubbed her eyes: "Aren't we just going to a restaurant?"

"go."

Song Jingmo kept everyone in suspense, saying, "Take a shower first, and you'll find out when we get there."

An hour later, the car drove into the suburbs.

Looking at the increasingly tranquil scenery outside the window, Lu Er asked curiously, "Where is this?"

Song Jingmo smiled and said, "The hotel is set at the hot spring resort."

The car wound its way up the mountain road, and after turning a bend, the view suddenly opened up before us.

The roadside was lined with neat rows of roses.

Red, pink, white, yellow, all sorts of colors intertwined, blooming passionately and brilliantly.

A gentle breeze blows, the petals sway softly, and the fragrance seems to waft through the car window.

The car continued forward, with roses stretching out on both sides as if there were no end in sight.

Sunlight filters through the branches and leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the petals, creating a scene as beautiful as a dream.

"Why are there so many roses planted here?"

Lu Er turned to look at Song Jingmo.

He had never known that City A had such a beautiful place.

Song Jingmo looked ahead: "It was specially arranged by the hot spring resort; preparations have been underway for several months."

"no······"

Lu Er couldn't help but raise her voice, "Why are you making such a big fuss?"

"It's just a birthday celebration, how much did this cost? Grandpa will probably say it's a waste!"

Song Jingmo glanced at the person, a smile in her eyes: "These flowers were prepared by Grandpa; they were flown in from overseas."

Lu Er: "..."

The car stopped at the entrance of the hot spring resort.

Lu Er pushed open the car door. Under her feet was a path paved with bluestone slabs, with roses still planted on both sides.

As I walked along the path, my heart beat faster and faster.

Pushing open the door, I heard familiar laughter and chatter coming from inside.

Leng Qinghua was wearing a light purple cheongsam, her hair was neatly styled, and she was talking to Luo Bingbing.

Lu Chen sat beside him, holding a cup of tea, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

"Mom, brother, sister-in-law..."

Leng Qinghua looked up, a smile on her face: "You're here? Are you tired from the journey?"

Lu Er shook her head, and before she could say anything, her gaze swept to the other side.

Song Sinian and Qu Suiwan stood side by side by the window, looking at the scenery outside.

Hearing the noise, the two turned around, both with gentle smiles on their faces.

Standing next to her was Song Nanzhi, dressed in a white dress, looking ethereal.

"Uncle and Aunt?"

Lu Er was completely stunned, her voice trembling, "Nan Zhi? How... how did you all come back?"

Qu Suiwan walked over, took Lu Er's hand, and said with a smile, "It's our Er'er's birthday, of course we have to come back."

Song Nanzhi also came over, smiling and calling out, "Happy birthday, sister-in-law!"

Lu Er blushed at the shout and was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

She tugged at Song Jingmo's sleeve and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"My aunt and uncle came all the way back to China just to celebrate my birthday... This is just too much..."

Song Sinian and Qu Suiwan's jobs meant they couldn't leave their posts at will.

Going back to China, not to mention the layers of approvals, just the application of several thousand words is a headache.

Song Jingmo looked down at the person, his gaze as gentle as a pool of spring water: "Just enjoy it, there's no need to feel any pressure."

Leng Qinghua walked over, stood in front of Lu Er, and reached out to straighten his collar.

Her tone carried a hint of disdain, but was mostly gentle: "How old are you? You're still acting like a child. You don't even know to straighten your bow tie when it's crooked."

Luo Bingbing laughed and teased from the side, "Come on, take a seat, Grandpa's here."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a burst of laughter came from the doorway.

The old man walked in, leaning on his cane, looking sprightly and speaking in a loud voice: "It's my granddaughter-in-law's birthday, so it must be celebrated in a grand and solemn way."