What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

Since Ye Fan returned to his sect for treatment, Jianghai City has been unusually peaceful.

Time flies, and it's already deep winter.

Winters in Jianghai City are always bitterly cold.

However, in the president's office on the top floor of the Su Group, the central air conditioning keeps the temperature at a sweltering 26 degrees Celsius.

When Lu Li pushed open the heavy mahogany door, he felt as if he had stepped into an intricately woven spiderweb cave.

The first thing he noticed was the pink suitcase.

It was placed boldly and arrogantly in the very center of the desk.

Su Feiyan, sitting behind a large desk, was casually twirling a pen in her hand.

She didn't speak, but she slightly raised her peach blossom eyes and gently pressed her fingertip under the table.

"Click".

The sound of the electronic lock echoed in the empty office.

That sound made Lu Li's heart skip a beat.

[Holy crap? This opening move... closing the door to beat the dog? No, closing the door to beat me?]

Su Feiyan slowly stood up.

She wasn't wearing her usual sharp suit trousers today. Instead, she wore a high-necked, fitted cashmere sweater that perfectly accentuated her breathtaking "S" curves.

She wore a dark gray bodycon skirt, and as his gaze moved downwards... Lu Li's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Specially made thick black velvet pantyhose.

That matte, deep black seemed to absorb all the light, and also to steal a man's soul.

[Those legs...this atmosphere...this is bad!]

Alarm bells rang in Lu Li's mind, and his survival instinct made him instinctively want to retreat.

"come over."

Su Feiyan gave the order.

She walked around the desk and strode over to the pink box.

With hands clad in black velvet gloves, she gracefully unfastened the box.

She took out that realistic one... and another one...

They were arranged in a row on the smooth, mirror-like black walnut wooden table.

"President Su, this...this belongs to Shen Weilan. I'm just a heartless porter..."

Lu Li made a last-ditch effort, his eyes darting around.

Su Feiyan glanced at him, her eyes filled with amusement.

"As the president, I have an obligation to conduct a security review of the 'contraband' confiscated during the company's team building activities."

She picked it up with two fingers, her scrutinizing gaze as meticulous as if she were evaluating a core financial report before an IPO.

"The tanning process is substandard, and the stitching of the lining is rough, posing an extremely high risk."

She raised her eyes, her gaze passing over the sample in her hand and landing emotionlessly on Lu Li's collar, as if she were looking at a standardized data collection point.

"You are the first person to handle this. In order to get the most accurate feedback on 'wearing comfort'... please cooperate and try it on."

"Give it a try."

Lu Li's eyes widened, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What are you trying?!

[Is this even something you can try?!]

[Su Feiyan, wake up! This is a subjugation, sis! I'm your special assistant, not your Hakimi!]

"What? You don't want to?"

Su Feiyan raised an eyebrow, her tone dropping three degrees in temperature.

"It seems I've been giving you too much pocket money these past few months. And perhaps I should reassess your year-end bonus..."

"I'll wear it!"

Faced with a choice between dignity and money, Lu Li tearfully chose money.

It's nothing, it's the adult world, nothing to be ashamed of!

His hands trembled as he picked up the dropper.

"bite--"

A sound rang out as he moved.

That crisp sound was practically the background music for a sex scene. Lu Li felt his face burning hot enough to fry an egg, and a wave of shame rushed up his spine to the top of his head.

"not enough."

Su Feiyan crossed her arms and glanced at the top of his head, seemingly assessing the aesthetics of a certain composition.

Then, she pulled out those furry...

"Data collection must be complete."

She handed him the headband, her eyes mocking.

"Supporting facilities are indispensable. This is called a closed loop."

Lu Li was completely broken down.

He's a real man, 1.85 meters tall, with an ancient holy body.

Now I'm being forced to become... a cat man?!

[Su Feiyan, are you seriously ill?! Is your XP system infected with a virus?!]

If this gets out, how am I supposed to live in Jianghai City?! Don't I have any dignity?!

Although he was cursing in his heart, his body still told him otherwise.

The moment those two... were placed on his head.

Su Feiyan's pupils dilated slightly, and her ears quickly flushed a thin layer of red.

The striking contrast and the feeling of being a tamed wild beast strike the soul.

This visual impact allowed her to experience that hidden desire for control deep within her.

Even... my mouth is a little dry.

"The last one."

The most fatal moment has arrived.

Su Feiyan did not hand over the item; instead, she held it between her fingers.

She pressed down gently, looked at Lu Li, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.

Lu Li was so frightened that he took half a step back, his hands tightly protecting his back as a last act of defiance.

【Dame! Dameyo!】

If I use this, my lifelong reputation will truly vanish! This isn't just a matter of social death; it could result in someone's death!

[A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Is this something you can even test?!]

Su Feiyan listened to his inner scream, which sounded like a groundhog, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips.

She certainly didn't intend to actually do that.

That's her private territory. How could she allow such industrial silicone products to taint it?

"What are you thinking? How disgusting."

She scoffed lightly, turned around, and sat back down in the large boss's chair.

With his legs crossed, he exuded a lazy yet domineering aura.

The matte velvet fabric gleamed with a luxurious and alluring texture under the light.

"come over."

"Stand here."

Su Feiyan lightly tapped the edge of the seat with her fingertip.

Lu Li approached stiffly with his head down.

She stretched slightly, and a certain oppressive feeling, which didn't belong in the office setting, settled heavily through the air.

"Keep this safe for me."

"Don't let go."

In this environment where you could hear a pin drop, the sound was like a dangerous whisper that only two people could understand, causing his palms to sweat.

Su Feiyan didn't... Instead, she leaned forward slightly, slid her toes up an inch, hooked his chin, and stared intently into his eyes.

Her eyes held scrutiny, aggression, and an aura of queenly power that made one's legs go weak.

"When Shen Weilan bought this..."

Her voice was soft and slightly distorted, which only made it more alluring.

"Is she thinking about... you?"

[Oh my god! How would I know who she's thinking? I'm not a mind reader!]

But all I want right now is to be able to turn this thing off! My hand is numb! It's really numb!

Lu Li's eyes were panicked and darting around, filled with a survival instinct.

He was genuinely afraid.

It's true... she's adorably cowardly.

Seeing his appearance, Su Feiyan was satisfied.

Her previously tense lips slowly relaxed. A pool of spring water welled up in her eyes.

She gently tapped his chin with her toe, as if rewarding an obedient pet.

"President Su, what about the board of directors...?"

Just then, there was a sudden, urgent knocking on the door.

The secretary's voice!

Lu Lihun was almost scared out of his wits; this was the legendary scene of a major social death!

[Holy crap! I'm going to die! I haven't even taken off my gear yet!]

The next second, he witnessed what a Sichuan opera face-changing master looks like.

"Click".

Su Feiyan calmly turned it off.

She withdrew her leg and smoothly took the props from Lu Li's hands.

He casually ripped off the metal collar around his neck and the cat ears on his head as well.

Then a push—

Lu Li staggered back three meters, retreating to a safe distance.

Su Feiyan tidied her hair at her temples, sat up straight, and although the flush on her face had not yet faded, her eyes switched back to the decisive and ruthless female CEO mode.

With a hint of displeasure at being disturbed, his tone was cold:

"Enter."

The door opened, and the secretary walked in carrying documents.

I looked up.

Lu Li's face was flushed, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked like he had just been "ravaged," panting heavily.

Let's take another look at President Su.

He sat upright, looking at documents, but an unnatural blush lingered on his face, and there was a lingering tension in the air, thick with the scent of hormones...

The secretary's pupils dilated.

A look of shock flashed in his eyes, as if to say, "I get it! I've hit the jackpot!"

Then he quickly lowered his head, pretending to be blind, or even wishing he were deaf.

"President Su, this...this is the report that was just delivered..."