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

"Click".

The heavy car door closed, instantly cutting off the noise from the outside world.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom glided out smoothly, and as the soundproof glass between the front and rear rows slowly rose, the faint sound of the motor was amplified infinitely in the deathly silent cabin.

This isn't a luxury car; it's clearly a pressure cooker on its countdown.

Shen Suyun sat alone in the spacious leather rear seat, without speaking immediately.

Shen Suyun sat alone in the spacious leather seat in the back row, not speaking immediately.

She slowly and deliberately removed her exquisitely crafted sheepskin gloves, her movements elegant, yet unsettlingly slow.

Then, those phoenix eyes slightly lifted, looking over the center console, and fell on Lu Li opposite them without any emotion.

Su Feiyan sat beside Lu Li, her body taut like a fully drawn bow.

She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, her breath held back in her throat as if afraid that even the slightest loud noise would ignite the suffocating atmosphere.

Lu Li could clearly hear the rapid "thump-thump" of her heartbeat.

Is it really necessary? She's your own mother, not Godzilla.

[Although this aura is indeed a bit intimidating, I feel like he's going to pull out a Desert Eagle from his bag and shoot me dead at any moment...]

Lu Li was internally ranting, but on the surface he maintained a standard assistant's smile, his back straight, his hands neatly placed on his thighs, looking obedient and submissive.

"Lu Li".

Shen Suyun spoke.

"Where are you from? What do your parents do? How many properties do you own? How many digits are in your stock account?"

The classic four questions that lead to death.

Without any pleasantries or transitions, they immediately dropped the bombshell, fast-forwarding to the household registration check.

Su Feiyan's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She knew her mother too well; every question was a carefully designed trap. If Lu Li hesitated even slightly in his answer, or lied to save face, his mother would tear his self-esteem to shreds like a shark smelling blood.

"Mom! Lu Li, he..." Su Feiyan instinctively wanted to protect her son.

Shen Suyun didn't even lift her eyelids, simply uttering two words: "Quiet."

Su Feiyan's voice stopped abruptly.

That was an ingrained, deeply ingrained power. She bit her lower lip, looking at Lu Li with despair in her eyes, signaling him not to say anything rash.

Lu Li gently patted Su Feiyan's hand, signaling her to calm down.

He met Shen Suyun's piercing gaze, his smile remaining completely natural, instead showing a hint of composure: "Auntie, I am an orphan, with no registered residence. My parents are unknown, but they are most likely ordinary people. I own no house or car, and as for savings..."

Of course, this is the world we live in, not the world we lived in before.

Lu Li paused, then said sincerely, "If we don't count the salary that President Su hasn't received this month, my balance can probably support me to splurge at Shaxian Snacks for about a week."

The air froze for three seconds.

Su Feiyan closed her eyes in despair.

[It’s over. 】

This is a suicidal answer.

Shen Suyun clearly hadn't expected such an extremely dismissive answer. She paused for a moment, then a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"very good."

Shen Suyun leaned forward slightly, the sense of oppression increasing sharply: "Orphan, penniless, proletarian."

"Then tell me, besides this face and that pathetic skill of serving others, what do you have to offer Feiyan Future?"

"Relying on your meager, fixed salary? Or are you hoping to marry into the Su family and have us support you for life?"

Every word is piercing to the heart.

This isn't just a slap in the face; it's throwing Lu Li's dignity to the ground and then trampling on it.

A hot-blooded young man would probably have shouted "Don't underestimate a young man's potential" by now, and then slammed the door and left.

Is that all?

I thought it would be like in a TV drama, where they'd hand me a check for fifty million and tell me to get lost.

If they really give me a check, should I accept it or not? I need an answer urgently.

Lu Li showed no shame or indignation. On the contrary, his expression became even more gentle, even displaying a hint of professionalism and composure typical of business negotiations.

"Auntie, your summary is spot on."

Lu Li nodded, fully acknowledging these labels: "By worldly standards, I am indeed a penniless 'gold digger'."

Shen Suyun snorted coldly, seemingly disgusted by his "shamelessness".

"but--"

Lu Li changed the subject, and a hint of seriousness appeared in his previously relaxed eyes.

He did not avoid Shen Suyun's gaze, but instead looked directly back at her.

"Because I have nothing, I am not bound by family interests, I do not have complicated interpersonal relationships, and I have no other ambitions."

"In my world, there is only President Su as the core."

Shen Suyun frowned, not expecting this young man to be able to argue.

Lu Li spoke at a steady pace with clear logic:

"For President Su now, the Su Group is riddled with internal factions and surrounded by powerful external enemies. She faces countless schemes and betrayals every day. She is not short of money, nor is she short of the resources brought by so-called marriages with wealthy families—those things often come with greater risks and constraints."

What she lacks is a 'safe zone' that is absolutely clean, absolutely loyal, on call 24/7, and will never betray her.

Lu Li slightly turned his head, glanced at Su Feiyan who was still trembling beside him, and his eyes softened:

"Which of those wealthy young men could tolerate President Su's temper? Who would run all over Jianghai City at three in the morning just because she wanted a bowl of hot porridge? And who understands the meaning behind her every micro-expression better than me?"

"Auntie, you are a business genius, you should understand—"

Lu Li looked at Shen Suyun again, a slight smile playing on his lips, confident and composed: "For someone like President Su, who is in a high position and has to be on edge at all times, a man who can make her let down her guard and get a good night's sleep is far more valuable than another 'son-in-law of a wealthy family' who is trying to swallow up the Su family's assets."

"If you can live off a woman to the point of being irreplaceable, that's a skill in itself, isn't it?"

These words are logically sound and hit the nail on the head.

They have cleverly packaged the despicable act of "living off a woman" as "professional services in a vertical field."

Silence fell over the carriage.

Shen Suyun's eyes, which had been filled with aggression, now contracted slightly. For the first time, she truly looked at the young man before her with seriousness.

Not only was he not intimidated by her aura, but he was also able to find the only point of counterattack in this desperate situation, and his logic was consistent.

That's some serious mental fortitude.

Just then, Su Feiyan, who had been in a state of stress, seemed to have heard Lu Li's words, or perhaps she sensed a slight relaxation in her mother's silence.

She did something that Shen Suyun didn't expect.

She slowly reached out her hand, trembling slightly, but with unusual firmness, and grasped Lu Li's hand that was resting on his lap.

Their fingers are intertwined.

Then, as if she had found her only safe haven, she leaned her body against Lu Li until her shoulders pressed tightly against Lu Li's arm.

That kind of physiological dependence can't be faked.

Shen Suyun's gaze was fixed on the two people's tightly clasped hands.

She has seen countless people and can distinguish between acting and instinct.

She was shocked to discover that her daughter, who had been groomed as her successor since childhood and had a strong and aloof personality, had actually been "conquered" by this penniless young man.

No.

This is practically treating Lu Li like a life-saving oxygen tube.

Lu Li grasped Su Feiyan's cold little hand in his own, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand. A warm current, through the technique of [Grandmaster Massage], stimulated the acupoints that calmed her mind.

Su Feiyan's tense body visibly relaxed, and even a trace of color returned to her pale face.

"..."

Shen Suyun took a deep breath, and the murderous aura in her originally sharp eyes quietly dissipated by three points.

She is an extremely realistic person.

Anything of value, even a lump of mud, can be put on the wall.

It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. Since my daughter can't live without this "medicine," we'll keep it for now.

Shen Suyun closed her eyes wearily and raised her hand to press her throbbing temples.

That was a sign that a migraine was about to strike, just as Lu Li had predicted at the airport.