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

One week later, at the auction in City H.

Lu Er, wearing sunglasses and a mask, sat fully armed in the front corner.

First, he bid 230 million to win the necklace, and then, to everyone's astonishment, he won the Song Dynasty porcelain tea set for a sky-high price of 800 million.

"Mr. Lu, we will deliver the necklace to the Lu family's old residence in City A according to the address you provided." The auction house staff member was very respectful. "Where should this set of Song Dynasty porcelain be sent?"

Lu Er initially wanted to call Song Jingmo to ask for an address, but then a thought crossed her mind, and a smile appeared on her lips.

It's better to take them directly to the hospital.

Give some short-sighted people a little shock, so they won't always covet things that don't belong to them.

"Send it to Kangren Hospital in City A and hand it over to Dr. Song Jingmo in the orthopedics department. Send it using your highest standards."

"clear."

The next day, in the orthopedic office.

Song Jingmo was intently looking at a complex joint replacement surgery plan when his phone on the table vibrated.

It was a call from the auction house, saying there were auction items that needed to be signed for.

Front desk.

Several young men dressed in sharp black suits and wearing white gloves were carefully holding a sandalwood box.

"Is this Mr. Song Jingmo?"

The lead staff member stepped forward respectfully, "This is a collectible that a gentleman purchased for you at an auction. Please sign for it."

The passing doctors and nurses were all drawn to this spectacle, curiously looking at the valuable wooden box.

The gossip-loving Liu Yuan couldn't contain herself and stepped forward: "Who's this suitor? Such a big spender!"

Song Jingmo's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the sandalwood box, but he remained expressionless.

He glanced at Liu Yuan, not correcting her about her suitor, but simply smiled faintly: "You know that person."

Liu Yuan was stunned. She quickly went through the list of people in the hospital who might be able to afford such a gift, but she had no clue.

Just by looking at this wooden box, you can tell that the contents inside must be very valuable, at least several million.

Which doctor in the hospital has that kind of financial resources?

Leng Keyan is indeed a rich second-generation, but that kid is always hanging around Dr. Yin, so there's no way he'd be pursuing Dr. Song!

After signing for the package, Song Jingmo carried the heavy wooden box back to his office.

"Dr. Song, what is this treasure? Please open it and let us take a look."

"Exactly, this box looks unusual."

Liao Xubai was also standing to the side, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He smiled and fanned the flames, saying, "Stop hiding it. Let everyone see for themselves."

Helpless, Song Jingmo had no choice but to open the copper clasp on the wooden box under the expectant gazes of everyone.

The lid was lifted, revealing a soft silk lining inside. A set of teaware with a warm, lustrous glaze, exuding an extremely antique and elegant charm, lay quietly on the yellow silk.

The misty, rain-shrouded blue seems to carry a thousand years of history.

A low gasp rippled through the office.

Liao Xubai, who was quite knowledgeable about porcelain, took a closer look and his expression changed slightly: "This is Song porcelain? Judging from the glaze and shape, it was made for the imperial court."

Yin Siyao couldn't help but pick up a teacup and examine it closely, exclaiming, "This smoky blue color is so beautiful, smooth yet not translucent, elegant and graceful."

Before he could finish speaking, Liao Xubai added, "Dr. Yin, what you're holding might be worth a small fortune."

"What?"

Yin Siyao was so startled that her hand trembled, and she almost dropped the item. She carefully put it back in its place, took two steps back, and moved far away.

The others in the office gasped, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at the tea set.

Liao Xubai's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible sourness: "Jingmo's suitors must be really rich."

A secret sense of pleasure welled up in Song Jingmo's heart.

Even though it was just a gift between friends, he was very satisfied that Lu Er spent so much money on him.

I gently closed the wooden box, took out my phone, and sent a message:

I received the tea set, and I really like it.

Soon, Lu Er replied with a smug dog emoji wagging its tail.

Song Jingmo's lips unconsciously curled up slightly, and he gave her a rose.

Seeing this, Lu Er assumed that Song Jingmo didn't want to continue the conversation, and somewhat unwillingly, she secretly confessed her feelings:

【Then I'll go act in movies and earn money to save up for my future wife~】

His wife is really expensive.

Upon seeing this message, Song Jingmo's gaze darkened: He wanted to spend all of Lu Er's savings for his wife.

Lu Er, completely unaware that his wife's dowry was being targeted, was in high spirits and even became exceptionally focused during filming. He nailed the scene in one take, full of energy.

Lunch at the hospital cafeteria.

Liao Xubai sat down opposite Song Jingmo and asked casually, "Jingmo, was that tea set a gift from Lu Er?"

Song Jingmo paused for a moment while picking up food, neither admitting nor denying it.

He didn't want to cause Lu Er any unnecessary gossip.

Seeing this, Liao Xubai's tone carried a hint of disapproval: "Your suitor is far too extravagant. Spending hundreds of millions on a tea set is simply wasteful. If you two really get together in the future, can you afford to support him with your salary?"

Song Jingmo's fingers tightened suddenly as he gripped the chopsticks. He looked up at Liao Xubai with a cold gaze: "Dr. Liao, you should eat less salt. You're always so idle."

Liao Xubai choked for a moment, and his face turned somewhat pale.

After Song Jingmo finished speaking, his heart sank.

Liao Xubai was right; he really couldn't afford to raise Lu Er.

Although the words were harsh, they hit a reality that he had been deliberately avoiding.

The difference between him and Lu Er is not just about gender.

Song Jingmo suddenly lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks, and went back to his office.

Although her parents work abroad most of the year, they can only be considered a middle-class family. Compared to a top-tier wealthy family like the Lu family, the gap is like heaven and earth.

He worked at a top hospital abroad for several years and managed to save some money. But all that money probably wouldn't even buy a teacup.

Even the 500-square-meter apartment he lives in now, located in a prime downtown location, was a gift from his uncle when he returned to China.

If he were to rely on himself, he could probably only afford a 100-square-meter three-bedroom apartment in City A, which wouldn't even be as big as the living room of Lu'er Villa.

And what about Lu Er?

He can casually give away a gift worth 800 million, and his salary for a single film is an amount he could never earn in his entire life.

The gap between him and Lu Er is indeed too large.

If they hadn't been sent to their uncle's house at a young age and grown up with Lu Er, they would have been from completely different worlds.

When he was a child, Lu Er always spent his pocket money with a clear conscience, saying that he wanted to save his money for his future wife.

At that time, he didn't feel any difference between the two of them, and only thought that Lu Er was cute in her stinginess.

Looking back now, it was just a quirky habit of a rich kid. When it came to actually spending money, his money was nowhere near enough for Lu Er.

A wave of indescribable disappointment washed over Song Jingmo.

He could clearly feel Lu Er's kindness towards him. He also genuinely liked that tea set.

But what lies between them is more than just six years and a misunderstanding.

The joy that had just been felt upon receiving the gift was instantly doused with the cold water of reality, and the heart sank heavily.