Steven looked at Lucia, who was safe and sound, and his heart finally settled. For the first time in his life, he had been so worried about someone.

The assistant looked at the appearance of the president, his eyes filled with shock and heartache. Oh my god, how could the wise, handsome, and clean president have a crush on such a violent woman?

And a violent woman from the entertainment industry.

That's not scientific.

Steven turned and walked towards Lucia, putting his arm around her shoulder.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

"Do you think I look like I could be hurt by these two scum?" Lucia raised a confident smile and gave Steven a friendly pat on the shoulder.

Her driver still came on time.

Steven's gaze shifted slightly down to her calf, where there was a bloodstain.

"You're injured. I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I have to rush to the official announcement ceremony in thirty minutes."

Lucia didn't care at all that this little injury was nothing.

But Steven didn't think so. He shook his head firmly. "No, if you get infected, the consequences will be unimaginable. You must go to the hospital. I'll handle the official announcements."

Having said that, he grabbed Lucia's little hand and got into the car, instructing the driver to look for a nearby hospital.

However, Lucia's face turned a little colder and he pulled the car door. "Steven, if you don't let me go to the official ceremony, I'll get out. I know you do it for my own good, but everyone has their own convictions, and today is important to me."

She loves acting very much and enjoys the feeling of being on stage. This role is the beginning of her life, and she doesn't want to give up even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance.

Catching the key in Lucia's eyes, Steven helplessly told his assistant, "Go to Anning Street."

The assistant, upon receiving the order, stepped on the accelerator and sped off.

Lucia couldn't quite figure out Steven's temper as he opened the hidden compartment under the seat and pulled out a medical kit.

He placed Lucia's injured leg on his knee and skillfully treated her wound. "I'll do some simple treatment for you first. When the ceremony is over, I'll go to the hospital right away."

Lucia opened her eyes wide, and her faint gaze fell upon Steven's eyelashes, whose face seemed to have a halo in the sunlight. It is said that a man who is focused is the most good-looking, and now Lucia is convinced of that. Steven treats her wounds very carefully, as if they were a work of art.

The key point is that his movements are so skillful that he seems to have done it a lot?

Could it be that he used to get injured a lot?

Five minutes later, Steven pulled Lucia out of the car and led her into the highly valuable Anning Street.

She walked into a store on the innermost floor that had closed early.

"Why come here? Oh, they're all closed, so you don't have to..."

The door opened from the inside, and then the clerk in uniform bowed slightly to her. "Miss, please."

Lucia looked up at the dazzling array of fine clothes and jewels and immediately understood Steven's intention.

"Dress her up." He said it casually, but the shop assistants took it to heart.

Every dress here is a masterpiece of an internationally renowned designer and is of great value.

I never expected the president to come with a young lady to try on clothes.

Miss Lucia can't be negligent in the future.

The clerk offered his 120 percent enthusiasm, but Lucia refused the clerk's kindness and insisted on matching her own clothes.

The assistant, seeing this, had a worried look on her face. Matching is a kind of art. It was said that Miss Lucia was born into poverty. Could she match... low. But soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

As soon as the fitting room door opened, Lucia appeared before everyone in a pure black off-the-shoulder dress. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Even Steven, who was used to seeing beautiful women, was stunned for a few seconds.

"How about it? Does it look good?"

The assistant was so astonished that he couldn't say a word. It was not just beautiful, it was like a fairy descending from the earth. The golden triangular tassel earrings, paired with the black crystal necklace, everything was so perfect.

Alas, the slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado.

"President, Miss Lucia... "Really special." Isn't it special? It's rare to see a violent woman who doesn't change her face even in the face of kidnappers and becomes a fairy in the fashion world by changing her clothes.

Steven's lips curved slightly wider. "Of course. Could the woman I choose be bad?"

The shop assistants were also stunned, and they secretly vowed that they would never neglect Miss Lucia again and would treat her well.

Steven made the gesture of invitation and Lucia naturally took his arm, like a fairy couple.

"You always give me a surprise." Steven fixed his eyes on the woman beside him.

Lucia didn't speak either, but a look of remembrance flashed in her eyes. In fact, she didn't know it before, and after being taken back to House of Chandler by her grandfather, she didn't want to lose to Faye, so she tried hard to learn everything about the upper class.

But Faye's good image was so deeply ingrained that no matter what she did and how well she did it, all she got in return was contempt and ridicule. Gradually, she became heartbroken.

There are still fifteen minutes left. It should be fine for the third lady to be a little late.

But a few minutes later, Lucia felt the deep malice from this world.

She actually... There was a traffic jam.

Damn it! What traffic disruption!

She looked at the long line of traffic jams as countless snakes, and the gaps between cars... Some people started playing mahjong.

Mahjong!

By the time she got to the scene,and she probably wasn't the actress, but was cleaning the scene with the cleaners.

What should I do?

……

The official announcement ceremony for "The Long Song of the World" will begin in five minutes.

The director looked at his phone, then at the door, in a state of great anxiety, walking around alone.

It's so late. Why hasn't Lucia shown up yet?

The reporters are all here, and he doesn't want to see words like "third-rate female star being a diva" in the reports.

Seeing the director's anxiety, Faye trotted over, his eyes brimming with deep concern. "Director, everyone's here. Could Lucia... "Not coming," she said.

"No, Lucia should really like this role. Besides, she is a very professional actress." " Even so, the director still had a vague concern.

When Faye heard this, she felt a strong sense of jealousy in her chest. Lucia was so shameless that she just knew how to flirt with people everywhere.

"But what if she really doesn't show up? With so many journalists, who can stop them? What if they write something bad about the crew?"

The speaker is called Bella, who is also an artist in Kiera's hands. Faye paid her to take over Lucia's role and play the little palace maid in the show.

But Lucia didn't play by the rules, causing them to fall short.

The director listened to Bella's words and found them reasonable, but couldn't think of any good ideas.

Faye gave Bella a wink, and Bella understood and continued to whisper, "Or say she's sick, or someone else. Anyway, the outside world doesn't know the official list of characters, as long as you speak..."