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

The ward was quiet, with only the faint sound of Song Jingmo's fingertips tapping on the keyboard.

Lu Er's gaze greedily traced Song Jingmo's handsome profile, a bittersweet feeling welling up in her heart.

He's flying to H City tomorrow to join the film crew, and it won't be finished for at least half a month. This means he won't see Song Jingmo for a full fifteen days.

He wanted to spend more time with Song Jingmo while he still had the chance, but it seemed like the other person didn't need it.

Fearing that Song Jingmo would think she was idle and not doing her job, Lu Er hesitated for a moment before cautiously saying, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow and won't be back for another two weeks."

He's about to go on a business trip, Song Jingmo will probably try to persuade him to stay, right?

Song Jingmo shifted his attention from the computer screen and glanced at the person. He gave a faint "hmm," his eyes calm and expressionless.

This reaction left Lu Er feeling quite disappointed, but she still managed a smile to maintain her composure: "I'll go back and help Aunt Wang cook, and I'll come back tonight."

"Um."

The response was still monosyllabic; Song Jingmo's gaze had already returned to the paper.

Lu Er pursed her lips, suppressing the reluctance in her heart, and prepared to return the phone to Song Jingmo.

Suddenly, a secret thought popped into my head.

She quickly opened Weibo and secretly followed her own Weibo account using Song Jingmo's account.

Lu Er's heart was pounding, but she tried to remain calm on the surface.

Anyway, Song Jingmo only said not to do anything illegal or criminal, so this was at most a minor, harmless matter.

Feeling guilty, Lu Er wanted to return the phone immediately, but her hand had its own ideas and opened the Douyin app against her will.

This string of numbers looks familiar.

Lu Er clicked on the purchase history.

The next second, he was completely stunned.

The records clearly show several live stream donations, with Song Jingmo being the top three donor in his live stream.

At the time, Bai Zhi confidently analyzed that it must be Cong Jinyue's alternate account. He never imagined that the person who tipped him would be Song Jingmo.

A huge surprise exploded in her mind like fireworks, and Lu Er's voice trembled with excitement: "You're the third-largest spender on my livestream?"

Song Jingmo's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped.

He looked up, his gaze falling on the phone screen Lu Er was holding, his eyes deep and intense. A fleeting, unnatural unease crossed his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by his usual coldness.

"I'm just giving you some encouragement since you're still livestreaming despite being sick."

Song Jingmo's voice was as calm as if he were recounting a medical record, "You helped me solve my problem, so I should thank you."

So that's all there is to it.

Lu Er's excitement and anticipation vanished instantly, leaving only disappointment.

I thought that behind Song Jingmo's tipping was a sentiment he shared with her.

Narcissism is a real illness, and it needs to be cured.

Lu Er listlessly placed her phone on the table, her voice muffled: "I'm leaving now."

Without daring to look at Song Jingmo again, Lu Er practically fled.

He didn't want Song Jingmo to see the sadness he couldn't hide in his eyes.

villa.

Lu Er hummed an off-key song as she went into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and helped Wang Ma wash the vegetables.

As astute as Wang Ma was, she had long noticed that Lu Er had been constantly hovering around Song Jingmo lately, which she found very strange.

Seeing his absent-minded look, I casually asked, "Xiao Er, you and Xiao Mo seem to be getting along well lately?"

Lu Er snapped out of her reverie, sighed, and decided not to hide it anymore: "Aunt Wang, I don't want to lie to you. I like Jing Mo and want to be with him."

"Clang!"

Wang Ma dropped the spatula from her hand into the sink, her face filled with shock and worry: "Xiao Er, you can't say things like that."

"I'm serious." Lu Er's eyes were earnest. "Please don't tell my mom yet. Let me know Jing Mo's feelings first."

Wang Ma hurriedly turned off the stove and pulled the person to sit down on a small stool in the kitchen.

He spoke earnestly: "Xiao Er, you need to think this through. This path won't be easy; enthusiasm alone isn't enough. And this isn't just your responsibility; Xiao Mo has to be on your side."

Looking at the somewhat impulsive face, Wang Ma sighed with worry, "If you're just acting on a whim, thinking it's something new and fun, you'll end up hurting two people."

"Not only that, it will also damage the relationship between the Qu family and the Lu family. Your mother and Xiao Mo's uncle have been old friends for many years. What if they become estranged because of your juniors' affairs?"

Wang Ma's words completely extinguished Lu Er's last impulse, laying bare the stark reality before her.

Previously, he was only focused on winning back Song Jingmo and making up for the past, but he never thought about the heavy pressure he would have to bear behind the scenes.

Yes, this isn't just between the two of them.

Could his strong-willed and extremely proud mother accept that her son liked a man?

Moreover, this person was her best friend's nephew.

Most importantly, because of her unhappy marriage, Ms. Leng despises homosexuals the most.

Moreover, he recently declared on Weibo that he is straight. If he publicly comes out as gay, what will his former fans think?

Do you feel like you've been scammed?

He may not care about losing fans, but what about the backlash and even cyberbullying that follow?

"Wang Ma," Lu Er's voice trembled slightly, and her face paled, "Was I too naive, too impulsive?"

He hasn't even figured out these most basic and realistic questions before he went and provoked Song Jingmo; that's incredibly irresponsible.

Wang Ma stroked the person's hair tenderly, her tone softening considerably: "When it comes to feelings, sometimes they just come on suddenly and unexpectedly. How can you take your time to think through all the causes, consequences, pros, and cons?"

"Aunt Wang isn't trying to discourage you, but she's worried you'll regret it later, and even more worried that you'll both get hurt. The most important thing for you is to figure out if you truly can't live without Xiao Mo, or if it's just a passing infatuation."

Lu Er fell silent.

Is he really incapable of having no other choice than Song Jingmo?

"Aunt Wang," Lu Er said, her eyes somewhat confused, "I've only just figured some things out these past few days, I..."

"You two practically grew up together, so it's normal for you to be used to relying on him. Xiao Mo is a very outstanding child, so it's normal to like him; it would be abnormal not to."

Aunt Wang sighed deeply. "If you've thought it through, then follow your heart. But you must remember, once you've decided to take this path, you have to stand tall and proud."

"We need to be prepared to face any storm, and we can't act on impulse like before. Otherwise, it's too unfair to Xiao Mo, that child is stubborn and sentimental."

"I will." Lu Er nodded emphatically. "Don't tell him yet."

Wang Ma gave the person a meaningful look: "Don't worry."

In the living room, Lu Er lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Does he really have enough strength and courage to fight against the immense pressure from family, career, and society?

Can he really do it, and be invincible for Song Jingmo without hesitation?

Wang Ma's words weighed heavily on Lu Er's heart.

So much so that when facing the upcoming meeting, Lu Er felt both anticipation and an unprecedented sense of trepidation.