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

By the end of March, spring was in full bloom.

One of the most eye-catching office buildings in City A's CBD has recently hung a stylish new signboard – Moer Entertainment.

In just a few months, Lu Er turned her bold statement about becoming a capitalist when she left the entertainment industry into reality.

The company started with a lavish lineup, including Gu Jinzhou, who had just won the Most Commercially Valuable Actor of the Year award, and Ye Qingge, a renowned actress with both critical acclaim and acting talent.

This move caused quite a stir in the industry.

One is a rising star, and the other is a seasoned actor with solid acting skills. The two bring their own audience and reputation, instantly giving the new name "Moer Entertainment" weight and confidence.

Through investment, project cooperation, and strategic alliances, Luer is systematically building the business empire of Moer Entertainment.

Bai Zhi became an agent, managing a group of carefully selected new talents from various universities, keeping her extremely busy.

In the afternoon, Lu Er was having a video conference with Yan Huaijin in the president's office.

On the screen, Yan Huaijin spoke calmly: "Director Zheng is preparing an S-level historical romance drama with a very strong cast. He's seen Jinzhou's recent work and is very interested in casting him as the male lead."

"This is a good opportunity, we can talk about it. Let's see if we can put a few of our newcomers in the show, give them some exposure, and help them gain some audience favor."

Lu Er sat behind the large desk, thought for a moment, and asked, "How's the script?"

"I've read the outline and parts of the script. The story is original, the characters are well-developed, and it's not the kind of poorly made, mass-produced product."

"As long as the script is good, money is not a problem."

Lu Er decisively made the decision, "We can increase our investment and strive for more say and a larger share of the roles. You can arrange a meeting with Director Zheng's people to discuss the specific details."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

After hanging up the video call, Lu Er rubbed her throbbing temples.

After finishing the last document, I was preparing to pack up and leave work when there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

Lu Er didn't even look up, assuming it was her secretary delivering documents.

The door opened, and a young girl wearing a pale yellow dress walked in.

The company recently signed a new artist who just graduated from film school. She has a pure and innocent temperament and is a promising talent that Bai Zhi is quite optimistic about.

"President Lu."

Li Wanrou's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of timidity.

She was clearly dressed up carefully, with light makeup on, holding a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice in one hand and a beautifully packaged little box in the other.

"What's up?"

Lu Er put down her pen.

Li Wanrou took a few steps closer and placed the orange juice and the small box on Lu Er's large desk.

A rich and sweet floral-fruity fragrance wafted over.

Lu Er frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Mr. Lu, I'm here to thank you."

Li Wanrou lowered her head slightly, "Thank you for lending me the 400,000 yuan. My mother's surgery was very successful, and the doctor said she is recovering very well."

After speaking, she looked up and carefully examined Lu Er. "I don't know how to repay you. These cookies are homemade, and the juice is freshly squeezed. They're not worth much."

"I just wanted to... invite you to dinner to properly thank you, is that alright?"

Faced with this frightened country girl, Lu Er did feel a pang of pity.

"Don't be so polite, that amount of money is nothing to me. You don't need to feel too much pressure. Working hard is the best way to repay the company."

"Your mother's follow-up rehabilitation treatment will cost a lot of money. If there are still difficulties, you can talk to Bai Zhi."

Upon hearing this, Li Wanrou's eyes reddened even more: "President Lu... 400,000 is an astronomical figure for me. I don't know how long it will take to pay it off."

"I am truly grateful to you. If... if there is anything you need me to do, I... I would do anything."

As Li Wanrou spoke, her head drooped even lower, her ears turned even redder, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.

Lu Er wasn't stupid. Having been in the entertainment industry for many years, he understood the implied meaning behind those words all too well.

Looking at the young girl trembling slightly with nervousness and shyness, he sighed inwardly.

"Just repay the money gradually according to the company's loan agreement, don't overthink it. In this industry, many people want to take shortcuts, but establishing yourself through your own abilities is better than anything else."

Lu Er's words were blunt and cold, instantly shattering Li Wanrou's last bit of secret fantasy and hope.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu... I didn't mean that..."

Just then, the office door was pushed open from the outside.

Song Jingmo walked in calmly, wearing a light gray casual suit.

He got off work early today and came to pick someone up to try a newly opened private restaurant.

"Ner, we can..."

Song Jingmo's gaze fell on the glass of juice and the exquisitely packaged little box on the table halfway through his sentence.

He had vaguely smelled that sweet, fruity floral perfume scent on Lu Er these past few days.

It's faint, but its presence is strong.

Walking to his desk, Song Jingmo glanced at the flustered Li Wanrou and said calmly, "Did I interrupt your conversation?"

"Dr. Song, you've arrived."

Lu Er's face immediately broke into a smile, the seriousness from before vanishing instantly. "It'll be ready soon."

Li Wanrou was even more flustered and lowered her head in a panic: "President Lu..."

The two seemed to have completely forgotten that there was another person standing in the office.

Song Jingmo reached out and picked up the cookie box on the table.

The box was carefully packaged and tied with a beautiful ribbon.

Untie the ribbon, open the box, and inside are a dozen or so cute, golden-brown butter cookies, emitting a sweet aroma.

Song Jingmo stretched out his slender fingers and picked up a piece.

Under Lu Er's watchful gaze, he brought it to his lips and took a small bite.

He chewed twice, then his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Then, he walked to the trash can and threw the remaining half of the cookie in neatly.

"It is too sweet,"

Song Jingmo picked up a wet wipe from the table and wiped his fingers. "There's too much sugar and butter, it's too cloying."

Lu Er was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Song Jingmo was always elegant and proper in every gesture, and was usually very composed, leaving no room for criticism.

Throwing something away in front of the gift-giver is truly unprecedented.

The slight annoyance that Lu Er felt because of Li Wanrou was instantly dispelled by Song Jingmo's childish and adorable behavior.

She stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of Song Jingmo.

She reached out and tugged at the neatly pressed collar of the man's suit, her eyes crinkling into crescents, her tone coaxing and ingratiating: "Dr. Song doesn't like sweets, does she?"

"When we get home, I'll bake some unsweetened cookies with just a pinch of salt and herbs. I guarantee it'll taste like you. How about that?"

Song Jingmo looked down at the man's bright eyes and upturned lips, and the slight displeasure caused by the perfume scent in his eyes completely turned into a gentle smile.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, nuzzling her chin against the top of her head, his voice low and satisfied: "Okay."