Lucia gave Steven a brilliant smile, "All right."

Free driver, limited edition luxury car pick-up and drop-off, why not pick up the pie from the sky.

And she should be grateful to Steven.

In the night, the light moonlight fell on the passing trees, a patch of mottled light.

Lucia and Steven sat side by side and felt a strange atmosphere in the car, like sitting on pins and needles, but couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

She stole a glance at Steven. Just as she was counting to the fifth eyelash, Steven also looked over and was caught red-handed.

"What? Have something to say to me?" With a slight curling of his lips, he seemed satisfied with Lucia's peek.

Lucia coughed softly, "Thank you for helping me and causing you to be misunderstood. I'll explain it to you when I have the chance."

"Explain what?"

She paused, "We are not... That kind of relationship?

"Which kind?"

The man pretended not to know.

Lucia whispered, "People will think you are my benefactor."

She didn't want to be blamed for the unspoken rules.

Then Steven dimmed his eyes and whispered, "What?" Do you think I'm not good enough for you?

"No." What kind of logic is that?

"Then let others misunderstand me as your backer." Steven gave her a sidelong glance. "It's going to be that kind of relationship anyway."

"What did you say?" He must have just whispered something he didn't catch.

Steven blinked and quickly switched to another topic, "Wait for me on the day of the announcement and I'll pick you up."

"Why?" Lucia's alarm bells rang.

"I'm the biggest investor in 'The Song of the World' and have the right to make sure that no staff member will have a bad influence on the production. If you're late, the media will make wild guesses and give me a lot of trouble."

Lucia: "..." In plain language: Money really can do whatever you want.

The assistant, who was driving, was a little excited when he heard the conversation between the two, thinking that his CEO had not even had a female mosquito by his side all these years.

Even the old man sometimes secretly wondered if he and the president were a couple.

That's great. The old man doesn't have to worry about him being gay anymore.

Lucia got out of the car, thinking Steven would leave, but to her surprise, he kindly saw her off to the door.

"Why don't you go in and sit for a while?" He helped himself and, out of politeness, added one more word.

She thought that someone like Steven would surely refuse.

"All right."

Lucia: "..."

In fact, she was just being polite, but why did he go along so calmly?

He's so ascetic, shouldn't he stay away from the goblins of the entertainment circle?

Why does he look like "I've been waiting for you to speak"?

Steven followed Lucia into the room, sat on the sofa, and acted gracefully, instantly elevating the class of this two-bedroom apartment.

Lucia, out of humanitarianism, was busy in the kitchen for a while and brought a fruit platter. She was reborn with ease with everything except the man before her.

He's really an uncertain factor.

"What are you looking at?" Steven suddenly interrupted Lucia's train of thought. When she came to her senses, their eyes met, and a feeling called "fluttering" arose in Lucia's heart.

She cleared her throat a few times. "I want to ask you a question. Why did you help me?" Logically speaking, I'm just a minor actor now, while Faye is already a big star with one step into the Best Actress award. In terms of economic interests, you shouldn't help me."

In her previous life, she had gone through a lot of deception and thought she had a good understanding of human nature. No one would help someone who has nothing to do with them for no reason.

Steven stared intently at Lucia, his deep eyes shining with a bewitching charm that made Lucia involuntarily intoxicated little by little.

"You are much more important than Faye."

In terms of commercial value... His mind?

"Are you really so optimistic about me?" Lucia whispered to test.

"Mental burden is not necessary. You just need to do one thing right now." Steven paused for a moment, a smile flashing in his eyes.

"What is it?"

"Please me."

Lucia: "..." To the point, to the point.

She handed over the fruit platter in her hand, looking like a student being scolded. "I accept your unspoken rule. I have always loved to eat alone and have always followed the principle that it is better to enjoy oneself than to share the joy. Today, I'll make an exception and treat you to some fruit."

Steven's smile grew wider at the corner of his mouth. "OK, I accept."

……

The "evil" deal between them was settled, and the next day Lucia suddenly thought of a serious problem and jumped out of bed at once.

The official dress has to be prepared by herself, but does she have money to leave empty-handed?

Looking at the four-digit savings on her Alipay account, she fainted in the toilet: The only way to relieve her worries is to get rich.

As a poor woman, she could only use her meager money to buy a decent set of clothes in the mall.

On the day of the official announcement ceremony, she got dressed up early and went to the designated place to wait for Steven. At that moment, a black car stopped not far from her.

Lucia didn't notice and was about to take out her phone to call Steven when suddenly two men rushed out of the car and she instinctively punched, but her hand stopped on the left side of the man's face.

Because her lower back was being pushed against with a knife.

She got into the car obediently, her wrists tied up tightly, but Lucia's mind was not idle. She looked closely at the two kidnappers.

In her previous life, after becoming a film queen, she hired the best fighting coach for her own safety. She should still be able to deal with these two.

Secondly, there was no murderous intent in their eyes. They probably just wanted to kidnap her. At this point, the kidnapping could only be to prevent her from attending the official announcement ceremony.

Faye.

Not really a well-behaved Lord.

As long as I don't go to the official announcement ceremony, it's like slapping the director in the face in public, and I'll lose my role.

It seems she knows the value of "Long Song of the World" too.

Lucia calmly leaned back in her seat, looking as if she had resigned herself to her fate, but her bound fingers found the phone and pressed the shortcut key.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked timidly.

"To stay alive, stop talking nonsense." The kidnapper snarled viciously and sneered in his heart, "The money is so easy to earn. Just kidnapping this young lady for one day, one hundred thousand dollars."

But after ten minutes, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Lucia took the opportunity to analyze the terrain and pick out a place to start, while she had just answered Steven's call and her driver should be coming soon.

Just as the car reached an open driveway surrounded by green trees, Lucia caught off guard and made a surprise attack. She grabbed the man beside her by the throat with one hand and slashed at the back of his neck with the other. The man didn't see how she did it until he fainted.

Wasn't it said that this was a weak little white flower? How could it be so ruthless?

Lucia dealt with one person and then rushed forward to snatch the steering wheel and beat up the driver robber.

Violent female artist vs. Weak kidnapper

Black-clad driver: "..." Bad luck on going out, encountering perverts.

If the baby doesn't cry, he will be a man again in twenty years.

When Steven and his assistant arrived at the scene, they were stunned, especially the assistant, who looked at the scene in a mess, Lucia standing tall in the wind with her straight and desolate back, and from time to time, a few mournful howls came from the car.

Was it an action movie just now?

Could I ask for a rewind to see the Queen?