Buck originally wanted to pull Natasha and quickly flee. This is someone else's territory. Although he was not often unwilling to think about it, he had always been chasing Natasha at Pova's birthday party. After seeing Natasha at first sight, he finally had the sudden enlightenment of growing up and taking care of the little girl. This was lucky for the couple, and he was not so righteous to his ex-girlfriend, so he deserved to be humiliated now. He had to make his wife happy and leave quickly.

But Natasha is younger after all, and she has always been a strong-willed person. She is pulled by Baccar and she doesn't leave. She insists on telling her clearly, but she is surprised by her childhood friend's harsh attitude of suddenly turning against others. She wants to seek justice with tears in her eyes.

There is no justice. It’s like that when standing on others’ standpoint, it’s like this when standing on your own standpoint. There is no right or wrong. Buck pulled hard. Fortunately, Pova stopped talking, but she continued to snort coldly from the side. Seeing the couple’s actions, I don’t know how to relieve their hatred.

Then I heard the figure who was about to turn around at the door of the dressing room and turned back to see Buck. Occasionally, there were designers, assistants, and models who were walking through the middle and didn't dare to come. The wide view channel locked Buck, and it took several seconds to yell: "It's you really... it's you? AV RiL said you will definitely come. I didn't expect you to hide in the dressing room behind. Who do you know?"

Buck was stunned for a moment before turning to look at the other party to confirm that the words were towards him. Yes, the other party was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see where he looked. Buck had a quick glance before and didn't take his heart. Now he looked at the old man with a white haired man pushed over from the wheelchair, his meticulously combed white big back head and black toad glasses. It's all night. Can you see the situation around you in this tent? It's the same as when you were behind the dark stage!

That's right, the old man Buck saved on the stage. He had white hair and sunglasses at the time. Now he changed to a black dress and black leather gloves sat in a wheelchair. The injured leg that had been let go of blood has now been fixed with plaster. However, the plaster painted with gold graffiti is simply a work of art. Of course, one of his arms was also hung up with restraints, but it was obviously customized with leather. There was also a golden KL logo on it. It was just a medical belt for hanging arms. It was also made of fashion styles, and there were many metal trips arranged horizontally on it, making it look like armor!

Natasha, full of tears, had stopped struggling, staring blankly at the old man with white hair tied with a ponytail behind his head. She turned to see Buck was still looking around to confirm that he was talking to him, and couldn't help but slap him in the back of the head: "Hurry up! Mr. Carl is talking to you!"

Carl? Which Carl, even Natasha knows?

But after all, Buck still knew that he was a big shot, not the staff who took it for granted, or camera behind the stage. Besides, it was a good step to resolve the awkward atmosphere. He held Natasha's hand and limped over: "Oh, you have re-examined your injury and have not been infected, right?"

The old white-haired man was very excited and raised a golden Hasselbladder camera from the legs of the wheelchair he was doing to take a picture of Buck, so he asked Buck to reach out and block the camera: "Don't! Don't... I'm still pursuing my responsibility there, don't expose it!"

The man pushing the wheelchair was about to step forward to stop Buck's rude behavior, but the old man put on the camera after hearing this: "Yes, yes! Come... Come with me... This is for your show, this is also the show you gave me! When they returned to Paris, they told me that I have standard hyperkalemia. If you didn't relieve the pressure of me, even if the helicopter sent me to the United States for treatment as soon as possible, I would probably die on the road!" He reached out and grabbed Buck's hand and put it on the wheelchair pusher, and commanded it very accustomed to: "Come on! Push me on stage, I want it

Let's go on stage and tell me why I'm doing this show... That, Lisa! Come and do him some facial makeup, sunglasses! Wigs! Clothing, George, take the No. 313 work and put it on him! Yes! Coat style, don't change pants, but the shoes are replaced, No. 8 and a half, No. 419 style, right, right... Come, kid, let's go, they will keep up..." The only healthy hand was covered on Buck's hand and did not let go. Buck held the wheelchair push handle with one leg and felt supported, and he could walk slowly like a rehabilitation walker.

Natasha quickly helped her husband hold the crutch and followed her. Unexpectedly, the old white-haired man looked at her and frowned: "Your Madam? It's time to lose weight, stand far away... Who, Pova, Wilbeca, you two stand next to him and support him, go..." A stack of commands came out like a director, and the people around him were moving so hard that they were in chaos.

Natasha looked down at her figure in surprise. When did she need to lose weight? Her breasts were a little bigger and her butt was a little raised, but there was no fat on her belly, and her long legs were even straight and strong... But then she looked at the models around her who were all thin like Chai Heniu, sticking out her tongue and not daring to say anything, but she was squeezed behind!

And Pova, who was named after her name, was completely stunned. The unfaithful man who was scolded by herself just now seemed to have become the protagonist?

Should the situation be turned so quickly?!

But being used to hearing the orders and the awe of the white-haired old man made her stand beside Buck with her body faster than her brain. She held Buck's arm with a tall and thin beauty on the other side, and was a master of walking. She adjusted her steps in between two or three steps, and coordinated her strength to help Buck share her weight, making it easier for him to walk, just like a fog!

Buck is indeed in a fog. He has indeed saved the old man's life on the stage. From the doctor's perspective, he is very clear. It is also true that this old man seems to have a good status. After all, those who can hang out with AV RiL on the stage must have some status in both the entertainment industry and the fashion industry. But this... most men will feel that they are snuggling up to the stage by two supermodels. Oh, one of them is his ex-girl!

But at this moment, there was no time to ask and explain. Someone kept fiddling on his face like flowing water. Both supermodels had to take turns giving way to the makeup artist who changed his clothes, shoes, and powdered powder. Taking advantage of the gap between changing his third pair of sunglasses, he looked back and looked at Natasha, who was laughing and still had tears in his eyes, and tried to kiss him hard. Buck thought it was good to end like this, so he acted as a treasure to please his wife, and then he appeared, until the strong light hit him and the white-haired old man in front of him!

The long and warm applause finally made Buck feel a little unbearable curious, and the words popped out in Ukrainian on Pova's side: "Who is Kar...?"

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Chapter completed!