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

Staring at the familiar profile picture on her phone screen, Lu Er's heart pounded, and she pressed the "Add Friend" button with trembling hands.

[Blue Angel has accepted your friend request. We can start chatting now.]

Lu Er was so excited she almost threw her phone away. After calming herself down, she carefully considered the message before sending it:

What do you want to eat tomorrow? I went grocery shopping with Aunt Wang this morning.

After sending the message, I tossed my phone aside, too afraid to look at the replies.

I walked around the room three times, washed an apple and took a couple of bites, then couldn't resist picking up my phone again.

Ten minutes passed, and there was no reply.

As expected, Song Jingmo didn't want to talk to him.

Lu Er collapsed onto the bed dejectedly, burying her face in the pillow.

A few minutes later, with a "ding-dong" sound, Lu Er hurriedly picked up the phone that had been tossed aside.

[Song Jingmo: Whatever]

There are only two characters, and not even a punctuation mark.

Lu Er stared at the screen, somewhat disappointed by the cold reply.

But then I thought, what does it mean that Song Jingmo accepted the friend request and replied to the message?

This shows that Song Jingmo had no choice but to pay attention to him.

I rolled around on the bed, feeling quite content.

【Then Wang Ma and I will decide what to buy. You get some rest. Goodnight.】

After sending it, I also selected an adorable kitten blowing a kiss from the emoji collection and sent it over.

This time, Song Jingmo did not reply, but Lu Er was already satisfied.

The next morning, Lu Er and Wang Ma were shopping for groceries at the supermarket when Bai Zhi called.

"The police have issued a statement in blue with white text, confirming that the video was maliciously edited. We are pursuing legal action to seek compensation."

"Where is Wang Bingsheng?"

"The psychologist's diagnosis is in: Wang Bingsheng suffers from a serious mental illness."

He constantly imagines that others are plotting against his wife and suspects her of infidelity, which is why he frequently commits domestic violence. According to the law, he may not be able to be severely punished.

Lu Er's face instantly darkened: "Just because he has a mental illness, does that mean Jing Mo deserves to be slandered?"

"That's how it is legally..."

"Send me the address," Lu Er said coldly. "I want to see him in person."

An hour later, Lu Er appeared at the place where Wang Bingsheng was being held.

Looking at the man with a face full of scars in front of him, Lu Er suppressed his anger.

"Mr. Wang, I hope you can come forward to clarify the facts and clear Dr. Song's name."

Wang Bingsheng scoffed, his attitude arrogant: "Clarify what? That pretty boy has his eye on my wife, you're all in cahoots!"

Lu Er clenched her fists: "Dr. Song took a knife to the abdomen to save your wife. And you're slandering him like this? Don't you have any conscience?"

"Serves him right, who told him to touch my wife?"

Wang Bingsheng retorted confidently, "You're taking his side so seriously, are you interested in him? You people in the entertainment industry, you're really playing games!"

Lu Er was furious and stepped forward: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Wang Bing jumped up abruptly and shoved Lu Er: "What? Did I hit the nail on the head? You really are having an affair with him?"

Caught off guard, Lu Er was pushed back several steps, her forehead hitting a nearby shelf and leaving a bloody mark.

"Hiss!" Lu Er gasped in pain, touched the bloodstains on her forehead, and her eyes instantly turned cold.

Wang Bingsheng panicked a little when he saw the blood, but he still remained defiant: "Don't try to extort me. I have a mental illness and I'm not responsible!"

Lu Er sneered and took out her phone: "Coincidentally, I have a face insured for 100 million."

"You were fully conscious and capable of controlling your actions during the shoving. The insurance company will seek compensation from you for any injuries sustained under these circumstances. It won't be much, maybe a few tens of millions."

Wang Bingsheng's face turned pale instantly: "Who are you trying to scare?!"

"The lawyer's letter will be delivered soon."

Lu Er slowly wiped the blood from her forehead. "Either you record a video to apologize to Dr. Song and clarify the facts, or you're prepared to go bankrupt."

Wang Bingsheng's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground: "I apologize, I'll record a video."

After finishing the video, Lu Er had a sudden inspiration. She thought that since things had come to this, she couldn't just take the beating for nothing!

He wanted to make the best use of everything.

So he deliberately messed up his hair and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

She revealed her beautiful collarbone and wiped the blood from her hands onto her collar so it would be easily visible.

The sense of fragmentation is easily captured.

hospital.

Song Jingmo glanced at his phone; it was already 12:30, and he still hadn't seen Lu Er.

Perhaps they've forgotten about it.

Just as I was about to take out my phone to order takeout, I saw Lu Er standing at the door with a lunchbox in hand, her clothes disheveled.

Song Jingmo's gaze swept over the man's beautiful collarbone, then fell on the bruised forehead, his brows furrowing slightly: "Who did you fight with this time?"

Lu Er was secretly delighted, but put on a pitiful look: "I didn't fight, I just went to see someone."

He placed the lunchbox on the table and said, "It's past lunchtime. Are you hungry? I'm sorry I'm late."

Back in school, Lu Er often got into fights because he helped Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng, two of his cronies, steal girlfriends.

This is also why Song Jingmo dislikes Chu Mian and Jiang Sheng.

"Who did you go to see?" Thinking of a certain possibility, Song Jingmo's voice was as cold as ice.

Lu Er shivered from the cold and instinctively told the truth: "Wang Bingsheng, but I didn't lay a hand on him."

Song Jingmo hated it when he got into fights; the two of them argued about it a lot when they were in school.

Upon hearing this, Song Jingmo's tone softened somewhat: "Why do you want to see him?"

"Of course, you want him to apologize and clear up the misunderstanding!" Lu Er breathed a sigh of relief and joked, "It can't be that I've fallen for him, can it?"

Seeing the blood-stained collar, Song Jingmo frowned even more deeply: "How did you get beaten up?"

"He refused to apologize, and we bumped into each other during the shoving. It was just a minor injury."

Lu Er's eyes sparkled, and she looked like she wanted praise. "He was originally unwilling to apologize, but I scared him a little, and he obediently apologized."

Song Jingmo remained silent for a moment, then pressed the call button.

The nurse quickly came over: "Dr. Song, is there anything you need?"

"Could you please bring me some saline solution, band-aids, and a pair of medical gloves?"

The nurse brought the items and was very attentive: "Dr. Song, you should rest well. I'll handle this little thing."

Lu Er was immediately displeased; he couldn't let his injuries go unpunished.

She responded with obvious resistance: "I don't want to."

The nurse smiled sweetly, like she was coaxing a child: "You're so handsome and good-looking, if we don't treat this properly, the scars won't look good!"

"I'll look good even with scars."

Seeing such an uncooperative patient for the first time, the nurse looked at Song Jingmo with difficulty.

"Give it to me," Song Jingmo said, taking the tray and pointing to the sofa. "Come here."

Lu Er sat up obediently, taking a deep breath the moment the cotton swab touched the wound: "Gently..."

Song Jingmo paused slightly, his voice gentle: "Bear with it, the disinfection will sting a little."

Lu Er took the opportunity to stare intently at the person.

At such close range, he could clearly see Song Jingmo's long eyelashes, straight nose, and the reflection of himself in those always calm and composed eyes.

It perfectly matches his aesthetic preferences.

"Brother Jingmo," Lu Er called softly, her breath gently brushing against Song Jingmo's cheek.

Song Jingmo: "Hmm?"

"It hurts..." Lu Er said softly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes wet with tears, looking pitiful.

Song Jingmo looked up, and their eyes met.

The smell of disinfectant mixed with the cool cedar scent on Song Jingmo's body stirred Lu Er's heart.

"Don't do that again." Song Jingmo's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "The hospital will handle my affairs."

As he put on the band-aid, his fingertips inadvertently brushed against the person's skin, sending a tiny electric current through them.

"I can't bear to see you wronged." Lu Er looked up, meeting the man's eyes directly. "I..."

"Alright," Song Jingmo interrupted, taking a step back to create some distance between himself and the other person. "Don't get the wound wet."