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

As they were talking, the sound of a car engine came from afar.

Several black sedans slowly drove up, with a Hongqi sedan leading the way, its body lines smooth and stable.

Three identical black sedans followed behind, maintaining a neat distance between them.

"Holy crap," the tall, thin man gasped, "the Hongqi L5, this isn't a car for just anyone to drive."

"Quickly, take a picture of the license plate! Look at the license plate!"

The fat man was also stunned: "Damn, with that license plate number, the person inside must be someone of high status and power."

The bespectacled man quickly turned his camera around and started snapping photos of the convoy: "Take pictures! Take pictures! Let's see what kind of big shot Lu Er has hooked up with!"

"They've all fallen on hard times, yet Director Kwan still dares to use them. Turns out, he has such a powerful background."

The Hongqi car came to a smooth stop in front of the hotel.

The three cars behind also stopped one after another, the doors opened, and several men in black suits got out.

With an upright posture and nimble movements, he was clearly a well-trained security personnel.

One of them quickly walked to the Hongqi car and opened the door.

A pair of shiny black leather shoes stepped out, and Song Sinian, in his fifties, stood out from the car with an upright posture.

Wearing a light gray suit and with his hair neatly combed, he exuded an aura of quiet authority.

The three paparazzi in the tree held their breath.

"This person..." The fat man swallowed hard. "Why does he look so familiar?"

"Who cares if he looks familiar or not."

The tall, thin man was so excited his hands were shaking. "Quick, take a picture! Lu Er is hooking up with someone of this caliber. If this news breaks, we'll be rich!"

In the footage, Lu Er saw Song Sinian and immediately went to greet him.

Uncle Song.

Lu Er greeted her with a smile, "Thank you for making this trip so late."

Song Sinian handed the box to Lu Er: "This is a gift that I gave you at the end of the year; it was left by the previous generation."

Lu Er quickly waved her hand: "Uncle, this is too precious, I can't accept it."

"It's nothing valuable."

Song Sinian handed the box to Lu Er, saying, "Some of these were specially selected by us. We hope you like them."

Lu Er hugged the box, feeling both warm and bittersweet.

"Thank you, Uncle. Thank you, Aunt. After we finish filming this movie, Jingmo and I will come to visit you."

"it is good."

Song Sinian smiled gently, "Jingmo is busy with work, so you have to be understanding. Last night in the video, he looked much better than before; you've taken good care of him."

Lu Er's ears turned slightly red: "He took better care of me..."

The two stood under the peach tree talking, and the wind blew, causing the petals to flutter down.

A few petals landed on Lu Er's shoulder, and Song Sinian reached out to brush them away, his face full of affection: "How did the audition go?"

Lu Er: "Successfully, I got a very challenging role."

Song Sinian patted Lu Er on the shoulder: "That's good. I look forward to your new drama being released."

The paparazzi in the tree were staring wide-eyed.

"Holy crap, that move..."

The tall, thin man frantically pressed the shutter button, thinking, "It's too ambiguous."

The fat man was also extremely excited: "I knew it! Even though he's been blacklisted like that, he can still get roles. There must be someone backing him up."

"I didn't expect her to be such a big shot. It's so good to be beautiful. Just lying there, she has everything she needs."

The bespectacled man said as he took the photos, "These photos will definitely go viral. We either don't make any business, or if we do, we can live off them for three years."

"More than three years." The tall, thin man's eyes gleamed. "For a guy of this caliber, we could at least squeeze a few million in hush money from him."

"Several million? After all, he was once a top star. I think it should be at least ten million."

The paparazzi in the tree were absolutely ecstatic.

"A middle-aged man delivers a gift outside a hotel late at night; I've already come up with a headline: 'Former Top Star Meets a Mysterious Boss!'"

As the group was dreaming of getting rich, suddenly, several beams of bright light shone up from under the tree.

"Who goes there? Get down here!"

The three of them were taken aback and looked down.

Four men in black, each burly and expressionless, stood under the tree, looking up at them.

One of them was holding a device with their camera's live feed displayed on the screen.

"Holy crap!"

The tall, thin man was so startled that his hand trembled, and he almost dropped the camera.

"Get down."

The man in black spoke calmly, but with an unquestionable tone.

The three of them exchanged glances, knowing they couldn't escape, and could only climb down the tree, trembling.

As soon as they landed, they were surrounded by men in black.

"What are you secretly filming while hiding in the tree?"

The leader flashed an ID badge with the national emblem, saying, "We are Mr. Song's security personnel. Please cooperate with the investigation."

The fat man's legs went weak: "We...we were just...taking some scenery photos..."

"Using a telephoto lens to photograph people in front of a hotel while shooting landscapes?"

The man in black remained expressionless. "Give me the camera."

The tall, thin man tried to struggle, but another man in black snatched the camera away.

The three men, dejected, confessed everything under questioning from the man in black.

On the other side, Song Sinian was talking to Lu Er. A man in black quickly walked over and whispered a few words of report.

Song Sinian frowned, looking at the three paparazzi who were being restrained, his eyes turning cold.

"Little Deer, wait a minute."

Lu Er then noticed the situation in the distance, paused for a moment, and followed.

Song Sinian walked up to the three paparazzi and glanced at them.

His gaze was calm, but there was an indescribable sense of oppression that made the three of them involuntarily lower their heads.

"At such a young age, with hands and feet, there are so many good things to do, why do you have to resort to these crooked and evil ways?"

Song Sinian's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an inherent authority: "Tell me honestly, were you sent by a foreign organization?"

The three were dumbfounded: they just wanted to shoot some celebrity gossip, how did they get involved with a foreign organization?

The tall, thin man broke out in a cold sweat: "I'm...I'm sorry, we just wanted to..."

Song Sinian interrupted, "Which country sent this spy?"

spy?

The three men immediately knelt down: "We just wanted to extort money and make some money by spreading rumors, we never intended to get ourselves arrested!"

Song Sinian looked at Lu Er and softened his tone: "Little Lu, come here."

Lu Er walked over.

"These people just took a lot of photos. What are you planning to do with them?"

Lu Er looked at the three paparazzi who were terrified and turned pale, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Delete the photos, but forget about the rest."

Song Sinian was somewhat surprised: "Forget it?"

"Um."

Lu Er sighed, "They're just trying to make a living. Deleting the photos and teaching them a lesson is enough."

The three paparazzi suddenly looked up, staring at Lu Er in disbelief.

Song Sinian looked at Lu Er for a while and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The man in black said to the paparazzi, "Let's pretend this never happened. Go back and study the criminal law carefully; illegally stealing state intelligence can be punished with the death penalty."

"I understand, I understand. I promise I won't take pictures randomly anymore."

The man in black deleted all the photos from the camera and checked the phone to make sure there were no backups before letting the group leave.

The three of them felt as if they had been granted a pardon and ran away without looking back.

After they had walked away, Song Sinian turned to look at Lu Er, his eyes filled with approval.

"Little Deer, you're too soft-hearted; you're bound to suffer because of that."

Lu Er smiled and said, "Uncle, I don't think it's necessary. There are too many things like this in this industry; it's impossible to guard against them all."

"And after tonight's performance, they probably won't dare to film me again."

It seems that no one will dare to reveal their own secrets again in the future.

Song Sinian patted Lu Er on the shoulder: "Good child, but you still need to be careful. Jingmo is far away and can't take care of you, so you need to be extra careful yourself."

"I know, Uncle."

"Alright, the goods have been delivered, I should go now."

Song Sinian glanced at his watch. "You should go back and rest early too. Filming is hard work, don't stay up too late."

"Uncle, please be careful on the road."

Song Sinian nodded, turned around and got into the car.

The convoy slowly drove away and disappeared into the night.

Lu Er stood there, holding the small suitcase, watching the taillights of the car disappear into the distance.

Then he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Song Jingmo.

"Dr. Song, your father gave me a box of treasures."

Song Jingmo replied instantly: "?"

Lu Er: "They're all precious jewels, each one worth millions, and there are dozens of them!"

Song Jingmo: "Keep it. It should have been left by my grandmother."

Lu Er: "Suddenly becoming rich, can I just relax and do nothing now?"

Song Jingmo: "You can lie down anytime you want, I will do my best to take good care of you."