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

In City S, the flags on the Cultural Square fluttered in the cold wind.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky had completely darkened, but the square was as bright as day, packed with people.

Countless light sticks, glow sticks, and cell phone screens shimmered like a starry sea in the night.

Today is the annual Golden Lion Awards ceremony, the highest award in the television industry, and almost all the stars in the entertainment circle attend.

The red carpet stretched from the main entrance of the cultural center all the way to the edge of the square, with media and fans crowding both sides.

"Deer! Deer! Deer!"

"Look at me, brother! You look so handsome today!"

"Ahhh! Honey!"

The cheers rose higher and higher, and the young girls, wrapped in thick coats, had cheeks red from the cold, but their eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

Everyone stood on tiptoe, craned their necks, and strained to look towards the entrance of the red carpet.

A long line of black vans were parked outside the square, each carrying someone who would be the focus of attention that night.

Lu Er leaned back in the back seat, closed her eyes, and let the makeup artist do the final touch-up.

Wearing a black velvet Dior suit, the perfect cut accentuated her broad shoulders and slender waist.

He was wearing a dark purple silk shirt underneath, without a tie.

A button on her collar was undone, revealing a small section of her fair collarbone.

Every strand of hair was carefully styled, with slightly curled ends casually draped over the forehead, gleaming softly under the warm yellow interior lights of the car.

"alright."

The makeup artist put away the powder puff, admiring her work with satisfaction. "Lu Ge, you're definitely going to trend on social media for being this handsome today."

The most beautiful face in Asia, breathtakingly beautiful.

Lu Er opened her eyes and looked out the car window.

Through the dark window tint, you can see the flashing lights and the bustling figures outside.

The lit "Luer" signs swayed in the cold wind like blue fireflies.

Bai Zhi sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window, but her brows were furrowed.

"Brother Lu," Bai Zhi turned her head, her voice a little worried, "there are too many people in our fan area, and..."

She paused, then continued, "Last time, the haters mingled in the crowd and threw eggs. If the bodyguards hadn't reacted quickly, the eggs would have hit our faces. Just to be safe, let's have the car go around to the back door."

Looking at the figures waiting in the cold wind outside the window, Lu Er felt a pang of pity.

In January, the temperature in S City had already dropped to a few degrees Celsius at night.

But the girls were already there waiting. They might have taken a few days off and worked overtime, and some might have even come from out of town.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to Bai Zhi, "Park the car a little further away. I'll walk the rest of the way and say hello to the fans while I'm at it."

Bai Zhi panicked: "But the party is about to start, what if what happened last time happens again..."

"Bai Zhi," Lu Er interrupted, turning her head with a gentle yet firm look in her eyes, "they waited for so long in the cold wind on such a cold day."

"If I sneak in through the back door, the fans who took time off work to come here will be disappointed. I can't let down so many people who genuinely like me because of an attack from a hater."

The stylist paused in packing up her tools, glanced at Lu Er, and said, "There's only half an hour before we have to go on set. If you get egg smeared all over your face, it'll be very difficult to salvage it within half an hour."

The stylist also knows Lu Er's temper. She is usually easy to talk to, but once she makes up her mind about something, nothing can change it.

Bai Zhi sighed, her gaze falling on the hairstyle that Lu Er had spent three hours creating.

A perfect base, exquisite eye makeup, and even the strands of hair show signs of meticulous styling.

"But Brother Lu,"

Bai Zhi couldn't help but try to persuade him again, "This gala is very important. Director Guan's work has been nominated. You're almost guaranteed to win an award, and you'll get a lot of screen time..."

Lu Er smiled, a smile that revealed a sense of open-mindedness.

"Then I'll go without makeup. Remember to bring me a few makeup remover wipes to put in my pocket."

Lu Er said casually, "If there are any haters like last time, I've already come up with a trending topic: Lu Er appears on the red carpet with an egg mask, leading a new beauty trend."

The stylist couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Bai Zhi couldn't laugh.

Just imagining that scene made my vision go black.

Other celebrities wear exquisite full makeup, but if our own artist walks the red carpet with her face covered in egg yolk, she'll really get cursed to death by fans.

Lu Er reassured her, "Don't worry, if anything really happens, I'll explain it properly to the fans."

Bai Zhi finally gave in and told the driver, "Stop at the intersection ahead, about 500 meters from the entrance to the red carpet."

This location is not far from the fan area, but not too close either, with a spacious buffer zone in between.

"Okay."

The car stopped slowly.

Lu Er straightened her clothes and, after confirming that everything was alright, opened the car door.

A cold wind rushed in instantly. Lu Er wasn't wearing a mask or sunglasses, and she walked quickly without looking down.

He appeared before his fans cleanly and confidently, raised his head, and waved with a smile towards the fan area.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The screams nearly lifted the night sky.

The sea of ​​blue light boards shook wildly, and the girls' voices were exceptionally clear in the cold wind:

"Lu Er, look this way!"

"Honey! Honey, look at me!"

"Lu Er, you look so handsome today!"

Lu Er walked slowly along the edge of the red carpet, her steps unhurried, greeting excited fans as she went.

Good evening, everyone. It's so cold outside, you must be tired.

"It's not hard at all!!!"

A uniform response.

Lu Er smiled, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

She turned around cooperatively so that fans in all directions could take photos, and occasionally she would even make a heart shape with her hands towards a certain camera.

Her slender fingers formed a heart shape in front of her chest, eliciting a scream.

"Are you cold?"

Lu Er asked a girl wrapped in a thick scarf.

The girl was so excited she could barely speak: "No, I'm not cold! Brother, you're so handsome!"

Lu Er smiled and reached out to take the notebook handed to her by a fan.

I signed my name and even drew a little heart.

This move attracted even more fans.

"Brother, can I get your autograph?"

"Honey, you look absolutely gorgeous today!"

Lu Er patiently responded to each fan's request, accepting bouquets and letters, and reminding them to be careful and not to crowd.

The atmosphere at the scene was incredibly enthusiastic.

Fans from other groups could only watch from afar as their idols' cars drove directly into the venue, without even seeing a glimpse of them.

Lu Er's fans, on the other hand, were so envious of their close proximity that their eyes turned red with envy.

"Lu Er is so good to her fans!"

"Yeah, they still came down to sign autographs in this cold weather."

"Handsome, a great actor, and so kind to his fans—what an amazing idol!"

"I wish I were his fan..."

Lu Er's fans are mostly young women, dressed in beautiful winter clothes, holding up carefully made light boards, and shouting out various nicknames.

"LuLu looks so handsome today!"

"Brother, I love you!"

The voice was sweet and crisp, and it carried far in the cold wind.

Some passing men were attracted by the spectacle and stopped to watch.

Seeing Lu Er surrounded by a group of beautiful girls, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, but then disdain appeared in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk, a man who's prettier than a girl."

A man in a black down jacket sneered, "He's just a piece of trash born to be played by men. I don't know what these women like about him."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was particularly piercing amidst the excited screams.

A female fan with a ponytail suddenly turned around, her face full of anger, and demanded, "What did you say?"

"I'm telling you, an actor who gets to where he is by his looks can only fool naive girls like you into spending money on him."

The man, standing on his moral high ground, condemned, "With that little money, wouldn't it be better to use it to support your parents? Spending so much money on a stranger is such a waste."

"You're talking nonsense, shut your stinking mouth."

The female fan blushed with anger, "Lu Er won the award based on his talent. Do you even know him? You're just spouting nonsense!"

"Besides, it's my own money, I can spend it however I want, what's it to you?"

She glanced at the man and said, "Someone like you is too expensive for me to spend even a penny on. You're just a sour grapes."

"strength?"

The man sneered, "You got your skills from sleeping with men, huh? Everyone knows he got trending on social media for having an affair with a guy..."

"Shut up!"

Another female fan joined the fray, saying, "What business is it of yours what other people's private affairs are? Who do you think you are, pointing fingers like this?"

"That's right, apologize! Apologize immediately!"

The man, embarrassed by being publicly rebuked, blushed and said, "Did I say something wrong? Isn't Lu Er just a pretty boy who makes a living off his looks?"

"She even got involved with men just to get attention. Isn't that disgusting?"

"You're the disgusting one!"

Another short-haired girl joined the fray, saying, "He's a great actor, handsome, and kind to his fans. He's a million times better than a loser like you hiding behind a keyboard!"

"This kind of scum deserves to be single forever; he shouldn't go around ruining girls' lives."

More and more people joined the argument.

They had already been waiting in the cold wind for a long time, and when they heard someone insulting their idol, they were even more furious.

The man, enraged by being surrounded and scolded by a group of girls, threw his still-steaming coffee at the girl with the ponytail who had spoken up first.

"Get out of here, you bunch of ugly bitches!"

The scalding brown liquid traced an arc in the air, about to splash onto the girl's face.

The girl was so frightened that she stood frozen in place, forgetting even to dodge.

Suddenly, a fair and strong hand pulled the girl backward.

Lu Er stepped aside, blocking the fans.

"Whoosh!"

The entire cup of coffee was spilled onto Lu Er's right cheek and shoulder.

Dark brown liquid splashed down his right cheek to his shoulder, instantly soaking the fabric of his velvet suit, leaving it sticky and clinging to his skin.

The scalding heat burned through the shirt, and the bitter aroma of coffee mixed with the sweetness of creamer filled the air.

Everyone was stunned.

Even the man who spilled the coffee was stunned. He really didn't expect that a big star like Lu Er would shield a fan from coffee.

Moreover, this was all while he was about to attend a party.

The first to react was the female fan who was being protected by Lu Er.

Seeing the coffee stains on Lu Er's face and shoulders, and the exquisite velvet suit ruined beyond recognition, tears streamed down her face.

"Deer, deer, deer..."

The girl's voice was trembling, "Are you alright? Are you hot? Does it hurt?"

Lu Er lowered her head, glanced at her suit, and then wiped the coffee off her face.

Fortunately, the coffee wasn't too hot, just lukewarm.

"fine."

Lu Er smiled and said, "It's not hot."

Then she looked up at the man who had spilled the coffee.

His gaze was calm, without anger or accusation; he simply looked at people with equanimity.

The man felt uneasy under her gaze and took a step back: "What are you looking at? Who told her to insult me ​​first!"

Lu Er didn't say anything, but took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, pulled out one and handed it to the female fan behind her: "Wipe your tears, don't worry, I'm fine."

The female fan took the tissue and cried even harder.

Bai Zhi finally squeezed in with her bodyguards. When she saw Lu Er's disheveled appearance, she almost fainted on the spot.

"Brother Lu, you..."

"I'm fine. You should disperse the fans first and prevent people from crowding."

Bai Zhi directed the bodyguards to maintain order.

The man who spilled coffee tried to slip away, but was stopped by two bodyguards, one on each side.

Lu Er sighed: "This dress belongs to the brand and needs to be returned after the party."

"As you know, I still owe billions in debt. Four hundred thousand is no small sum, and now I have no choice but to have my lawyer sue you for it."

Upon hearing this, the man who spilled the coffee was dumbfounded.

Four hundred thousand, he can't even earn one hundred thousand a year.

Fans standing nearby were indignant: "Just compensating him for the clothes is too lenient. He should have a medical examination to determine the extent of his injuries and have his lost wages calculated as well."

"Exactly, let's make him lose everything, then see if he dares to be so foul-mouthed again."

After calming down the fans, Lu Er glanced at the time and realized there were still twenty minutes left in the red carpet segment.

He glanced at his disheveled suit, his face full of worry.

He really is a jinx; I'll have to drag Song Jingmo to the temple to pray sometime when I have time.

"Bai Zhi, get me some makeup remover wipes. I'm really going to be without makeup today."

Bai Zhi's eyes reddened: "I'm sorry, Brother Lu, I should have insisted that you come in through the back door."

"It's none of your business. I got off the bus myself. I'll post a Weibo to explain later and make sure you're not involved."

Lu Er was surrounded by bodyguards, and Bai Zhi quickly wiped the coffee stains off her face, revealing her fair skin.

The area where the coffee was spilled is still a bit red, but thankfully it wasn't a burn.

As soon as they reached the entrance to the red carpet, the media area erupted in cheers.

What happened to Lu Er's face?

"What happened? Why are you without makeup? You haven't even applied any highlighter?"

"No wonder she has the most beautiful face in Asia; she can do whatever she wants because of her looks."

The flashbulbs went off wildly as Lu Er stood facing the camera.

His face was clean, his hair was a little messy, and his suit was stained.

The media on both sides of the red carpet were stunned.

They've photographed countless glamorous celebrities, those who have fallen, and those who have exposed themselves, but they've never photographed anything like this.

Despite having no makeup and stained clothes, she calmly walked the entire way.

"Lu Er," a reporter couldn't help but exclaim, "Why are you wearing a dress covered in stains? Did no brand agree to sponsor you?"

Lu Er stopped and turned to the reporter: "Someone really likes sponsoring my brand, so they bought me a cup of coffee."

He paused, then added, "The coffee is a bit sweet; remember to use less sugar next time."

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward.

In City A, Song Jingmo frowned after seeing the trending topic.

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PS:

This chapter has 4000 words.

I'm preparing for a book test, could you help me think of a title?

Two more needed~