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

The secretary's eyes looked as if she had stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret of a wealthy family, and she ran away faster than a rabbit with the documents in her hand.

Su Feiyan walked back behind the desk and quickly tapped the touch screen of the safe a few times.

She solemnly pushed the suitcase containing the pink "socially awkward family bucket" into the deepest part of the safe.

"Click".

The lock clicked shut with a crisp sound.

Su Feiyan straightened up and looked up.

Her peach blossom eyes were still moist, with a touch of passionate red at the corners, yet her gaze was full of playfulness.

Lu Li suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his survival instinct kicked in, prompting him to call the police.

No, this place is an ominous sign!

[Make a pee escape! You absolutely must make a pee escape! There's no embarrassing situation that one trip to the toilet can't solve; if there is, just go twice!]

He had just quietly moved his toes half an inch toward the door.

"bell--!!!"

A sharp, piercing telephone ringtone suddenly rang out.

It's not a cell phone.

The sound came from the corner of the desk, from that red secure landline that had been gathering dust for years and which Lu Li had always thought was a vintage ornament.

Su Feiyan was lazily tapping the table when she heard the sound, and her fingertips froze in mid-air.

One second she was a powerful Black Swan Queen, the next she looked like her spine had been removed.

His face was deathly pale.

Lu Li was stunned.

He had followed Su Feiyan for so long, and even when the company's stock price plummeted or competitors threw dirty water on him, this woman could still retaliate without batting an eye.

But now, her eyes are filled with...fear?

Su Feiyan took a deep breath, her hands trembling several times before she finally picked up the receiver.

"Wang...Wang Bo?"

His voice was dry and hoarse, and there was no trace of the arrogance he had shown when he was disciplining Lu Li.

I couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the line; the speaker was speaking extremely fast.

Su Feiyan's face visibly paled, losing all color.

"Clang—"

The receiver slipped from her hand and slammed heavily onto the expensive black walnut wood table with a dull thud.

She was completely unaware, slumped in the boss's chair as if she had just finished a marathon.

[Holy crap? What's going on?]

[This reaction... Has the Su Group gone bankrupt? Or has World War III broken out? Should they run away with the money?]

Lu Li was stunned.

"She's here..." Su Feiyan murmured to herself, her eyes unfocused, as if she had seen some indescribable, terrifying being.

Suddenly, she sprang up as if she had been electrocuted, and began nervously adjusting her collar and cuffs, her movements as flustered as a schoolchild who had made a mistake.

"Airflow... Damn it, the Pacific airflow has changed course..."

"She was supposed to come back next week... but she came back earlier."

"Only two hours... no, if there's no traffic, an hour and a half."

"We're already in Jianghai's airspace...we're about to land."

Su Feiyan suddenly looked up at Lu Li, her eyes filled with the look of a drowning person looking at the only piece of driftwood.

"You don't understand."

"My mom..."

"Three years ago, a rich kid glanced at me a couple of times at a banquet, and his eyes were a bit frivolous."

"Three days." Su Feiyan held up three fingers, her voice trembling. "She only needed three days to bankrupt his family, leave him homeless, sleep under bridges, and fight with stray dogs for steamed buns."

"If she sees us..." Su Feiyan shuddered, her throat feeling as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, unable to utter a sound.

【Ding! 】

In Lu Li's mind, the system panel popped up at an inopportune moment, even with a hint of schadenfreude.

【warn!warn! 】

[The epic dungeon boss "Mother-in-Law" is detected to be spawning soon!]

[Code name: Iron Lady Shen Suyun.]

[Combat Strength Assessment: Unfathomable (Suggestion: Immediately kneel in defeat).]

Survival Difficulty: Hell Level.

[Mission prompt: Please prepare for an immediate elimination upon landing, or... fight to the death and carve out a bloody path with your thick skin.]

Lu Li felt a chill run down his spine.

Good guy.

Is this the legendary "beat the small fry, and the big one comes"? And it's a max-level account with god-tier gear?

But when he looked at the usually arrogant female CEO who was now trembling like a quail, his fear subsided.

[Isn't she just an older woman going through a prolonged menopause?]

Look how terrified the child is! The psychological trauma must be enough to fill a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment.

[What Iron Lady? I think she's just a Godzilla with an insatiable need for control who's walked into town in high heels.]

[What's there to be afraid of! If she dares to be rude to me... hmph.]

I immediately hugged her leg and cried! Not only did I cry, I also wiped my snot on her body! This is the legendary magical attack!

These heartfelt words were transmitted clearly and without omission into Su Feiyan's mind.

Su Feiyan was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, the suffocating fear I felt just now was largely washed away by Lu Li's carefree witty remarks.

It's like a comedian with a canned laugh suddenly appearing in a gloomy, terrifying ghost movie.

The style of the painting has gone completely off track.

She pursed her lips, and reason slowly returned.

Yes.

She is no longer the little girl who could be manipulated by others.

Beside her was this bastard who kept saying he was just trying to survive, but always managed to create miracles at crucial moments...

Su Feiyan rushed to Lu Li in a few steps.

She reached out and grabbed his collar tightly.

She tilted her head back, her eyes fierce, yet revealing a dependence she herself was unaware of.

"You can't run."

"Lu Li, listen carefully."

"From this moment forward, you must stand by my side every single second, not even for a second!"

Be a good "boyfriend"!

"If I dare to let her look down on me, if I dare to mess things up..."

Su Feiyan gritted her teeth, her voice trembling yet incredibly forceful: "I really will throw you into the river, the kind where you're filled with cement!"

"Then I'll tie myself to you and sink together! Even as a ghost, I'll haunt you!"

Lu Li looked down at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his.

Even fear is breathtakingly beautiful, and it is precisely because of this vulnerability that one... wants to protect it?

Pshaw, you want more money.

He sighed and took Su Feiyan's cold hand in his own.

The warmth from my palm flowed continuously to it.

[Fine, what can I do? I'm living off you. Taking someone's money means taking their blame; that's the professional code of conduct for a gigolo.]

[With a broader perspective, consider this a challenging team-building activity.]

Lu Li's nonchalant expression softened, replaced by the composure of a professional assistant, even showing a rare seriousness.

"Understood, Mr. Su."

"but……"

He suddenly leaned closer, his warm breath spraying onto Su Feiyan's face, forcing her to subconsciously hold her breath.

"You need to touch up your lipstick first when you're in front of that 'Godzilla' auntie."

Lu Li looked at her and chuckled softly, "Just now... I accidentally rubbed a little off."

"It's not very respectable, and it's easy for people to spot the flaws."

Su Feiyan was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a thin layer of red quickly appeared on her pale ears, and the terrifying chill vanished instantly.

The body, which had been stiff and tense, miraculously softened.

Ten minutes later.

The door to the president's office opened.

The top employees of the Su Group witnessed a scene that shattered their careers: their collective CPUs went out of order.

That icy female CEO who always walks with a confident stride.

At this moment, she was holding tightly to Assistant Lu's arm.

She was practically clinging to him, almost dependent on him.

That posture was just like that of a young wife who was extremely insecure, clinging to her only support.

The two hurried towards the private elevator.

A state of high alert targeting "mothers-in-law" has officially begun.