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

After finishing filming GG, Lu Er rushed to the airport to fly to Paris to attend Fashion Week.

As soon as I entered first class and found my seat, I heard a sweet, delicate voice:

"Brother Deer, what a coincidence! We're on the same flight!"

Lu Er looked up and saw Li Xinghua, her collaborator for this fashion week, smiling sweetly.

They were all top artists under Jiang Qingyan's management, and the company booked all their plane tickets. What kind of coincidence is that?

Although she was very unhappy inside, Lu Er still nodded indifferently as a greeting.

"Do you think we're destined to be together?"

Li Xinghua continued speaking to herself, her seat right next to Lu Er, "We'll be working together for over a week this time, so please take good care of me, Brother Lu."

Lu Er rolled her eyes inwardly, hoping that the flight of more than ten hours would end soon.

She took out an eye mask from her bag, ready to go to sleep, but Li Xinghua didn't give her the chance at all.

Along the way, I had to press the call button every ten minutes or so.

One minute she wants hot milk, the next she complains that her slippers are uncomfortable and she wants to change them, and then she says the red wine doesn't taste good.

The flight attendant made more than a dozen trips back and forth, and her professional smile was almost gone.

Lu Er was at her wit's end, but all six seats in first class were occupied, so there was no way to change seats.

An hour later, feeling someone tugging at her sleeve, Lu Er reluctantly removed her blindfold.

"Brother Deer, I'm so cold, can I borrow your down jacket?"

Li Xinghua's intentions couldn't be clearer: she wanted to use the same trick again—borrowing clothes to take photos, then posting them online to create a CP (couple pairing) effect and solidify the rumors about the two.

Lu Er didn't even bother to glance at him: "Stop clucking all day long, like a hen laying eggs. I'll come to feast when you're really freezing to death."

Li Xinghua turned pale with anger: "You damn straight man, you don't know how to cherish a woman at all!"

"Are you jade?" Lu Er retorted without any politeness. "In my eyes, you're at most a stinking rock from a latrine."

These words completely silenced Li Xinghua, who angrily turned her head away and stopped bothering Lu Er.

With her ears and ears finally at peace, Lu Er was in a great mood and took out her tablet to carefully study the work arrangements for the next few days.

Upon arriving in Paris, Lu Er specifically requested to stay on a different floor from Li Xinghua when checking in.

Bai Zhi whispered a reminder: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? You two are going to walk the runway together tomorrow."

"I need to stay away from her tonight because I have to work tomorrow."

Lu Er said decisively, "That woman is too annoying."

Li Xinghua didn't cause any more trouble, thinking that since Lu Er would be her date at the fashion show and banquet tomorrow, she wouldn't have to worry about not having a chance to get close to him.

The next day, the two walked the runway wearing outfits from the same LV collection.

Li Xinghua was wearing a pair of 15-centimeter high heels. Jiang Qingyan specifically instructed Lu Er: "Be careful to support Xinghua, don't let her fall and embarrass herself, so we don't have to spend money to suppress the trending searches again."

If problems arise in their cooperation, they'll have to pay out of their own pockets to resolve them.

In order not to waste money, Lu Er had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

As soon as she came on stage, Li Xinghua intimately took Lu Er's arm and pressed herself against Lu Er.

Lu Er kept a cold expression throughout, only managing a forced smile when asked by the photographer.

Just as the fashion show was about to end, Li Xinghua suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and fell towards Lu Er.

For the sake of money, Lu Er was forced to reach out and support her waist, gritting his teeth: "What kind of trick are you up to now?"

Li Xinghua's scheme succeeded, and she whispered with a pleased expression, "I just wanted to attract more media attention. Only with topics can there be buzz. You don't need to be so resistant to a win-win situation."

In the three years since her debut, countless men have fallen for her charms, and she refuses to believe that Lu Er can remain unmoved forever.

At the dinner party, Li Xinghua went even further, gently serving food to Lu Er.

She would occasionally lean close to Lu Er's ear and whisper something, appearing very intimate.

The media reporters present naturally wouldn't let such good material slip by, and their flashes went off one after another.

Lu Er: "You have to act even when you're eating a meal, aren't you tired?"

Li Xinghua is a woman who will stop at nothing to gain popularity.

Last year, he even secretly took his personal belongings, took photos, and posted them on Weibo. Lu Er couldn't take it anymore and went on Weibo to confront him.

"Why would I be tired?"

Li Xinghua smiled sweetly, "Being with Brother Lu is a joy every minute and every second."

That evening, photos of the two became a trending topic.

One photo in particular is quite eye-catching: the two are wearing Dior gowns, one in black and one in white, and it even looks a bit like a wedding photo.

Some media outlets, in an attempt to grab attention, even claimed that the couple's wedding was imminent.

"My God! My uncle is getting married! How come I didn't know?!" Leng Keyan exclaimed in surprise while scrolling through Weibo in her office.

Several young nurses immediately gathered around: "Really? Lu Er is getting married?"

"With whom? Is it Li Xinghua? I always said they were a perfect match!"

"No way, my idol is getting married......"

The office erupted in a flurry of chatter as everyone discussed the matter.

Song Jingmo was writing a medical record when he heard everyone's discussion, and his pen paused for a moment.

Although he continued writing with a blank expression, the pen tip lingered on the paper for a noticeably longer period of time.

During his lunch break, Song Jingmo sat alone in his office.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally re-downloaded the Weibo app.

If you enter Lu Er's name, the first trending search result is "Lu Er and Li Xinghua's wedding is approaching".

Clicking on the topic reveals a collection of intimate photos of the two in Paris.

Li Xinghua linked arms with Lu Er, and Lu Er supported Li Xinghua's waist as the two whispered intimately to each other at the banquet.

Every photo is filled with affection between the couple, and the screen is filled with pink heart-shaped bubbles.

Song Jingmo stared silently at the photos, his fingers unconsciously swiping across the screen, his expression complex and unreadable.

Meanwhile, Lu Er, far away in Paris, was sulking in front of her phone.

He sent Song Jingmo several beautiful landscape photos, but five hours passed and the other party did not reply to any of them.

He was unaware that the "rumor" between him and Li Xinghua had already traveled overseas and reached Song Jingmo's ears.

"Whose message are you waiting for?"

Li Xinghua had somehow come over and was looking at Lu Er's phone screen with curiosity.

Lu Er immediately locked her screen, her face cold: "None of your business."

"Don't be so cold," Li Xinghua smiled meaningfully, "Our wedding is trending on social media, shouldn't you be nicer to me?"

Lu Er sneered: "You paid for the trending topics, don't think I don't know."

"What, are you going to pay to have the trending topic removed?"

"With my data usage, do I need to spend money like you do to buy it?"

If he weren't afraid of upsetting the brand, he would have already started a fight on Weibo. There's no way Li Xinghua would keep jumping around like this.

Lu Er received a call from Leng Keyan as soon as she returned to the hotel.

"Uncle, is it true that you're trending on social media about getting married?"

Already irritated, Lu Er couldn't help but yell, "Did a dog eat your brain?"

Leng Keyan said innocently, "Everyone is saying that I'm just worried and confused."

Lu Er suddenly became alert: "Your teacher, Teacher Song, knows about this too?"

"Of course he knows. So many people in the office have said it. He's not deaf."