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

The Maybach came to a smooth stop at the entrance of Genting International Plaza.

This place is quite familiar.

Of course, this only applies to using Wi-Fi outside or eating fast food in the basement.

As the most extravagant place in Jianghai City, even a single floor tile here is probably more expensive than his savings.

As soon as the car door opened, two rows of uniformed security personnel stood at attention, as if welcoming a foreign head of state.

The middle-aged, overweight man at the head of the group, with a dangerously receding hairline, had a smile on his face that was even more warm and friendly than if he were seeing his own mother. He jogged over and opened the car door for Su Feiyan.

"President Su, you've arrived."

The fat man bowed and scraped, his back bent so low he almost wanted to bury his head in the ground.

"As you instructed, the high-end section on the third floor has been completely cleared out, ensuring that no unauthorized personnel will disturb your shopping."

Su Feiyan stepped out of the car in high heels, wearing sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her perfect jawline and lips painted with bright red lipstick.

He exudes an aura of immense power.

"Um."

She simply responded with a sound of agreement, not even glancing at the manager, and walked straight inside.

Lu Li followed behind.

The evils of capitalism.

【Does buying clothes require clearing the entire store? Why not just buy the whole mall and turn it into a backyard garden?】

If only I could get cash back, even just a fraction of it, I'd never have to work hard again.

"These rich people are really bored out of their minds. No, wait, she doesn't have any balls," Lu Li muttered under his breath.

Su Feiyan, who was walking ahead, paused for a moment.

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the marble floor disrupted the rhythm.

She turned around.

His eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses as he stared at Lu Li.

"What did you just say?"

Lu Li immediately stood at attention, a standard professional fake smile on his face.

"President Su, you are so domineering! This kind of kingly demeanor is simply a role model for us all. Being behind you makes me feel like the air has become sweeter."

Su Feiyan sneered.

Sweet my foot.

You could smell the sourness in his heart from three meters away.

"Stop talking nonsense and keep up."

……

On the third floor, there is a luxury brand store whose name consists of a string of French words that no one can pronounce accurately.

There are usually few people here, but at least there are a few elegant ladies picking and choosing.

I'm completely free today.

A dozen or so sales assistants stood in a row, their makeup exquisite, and they looked at Su Feiyan as if she were a walking god of wealth.

"Hello, Mr. Su!"

They bowed in unison, their voices perfectly synchronized.

Su Feiyan walked straight to the leather sofa in the middle and sat down, crossing her long legs and nodding at Lu Li.

"Let him choose."

"They all have to be the latest models, nothing fancy or flashy."

"I need to see results within half an hour."

The store manager was a shrewd woman and immediately understood.

She glanced at Lu Li.

This young man has a really good foundation.

With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and an impeccable face, he could easily be the male lead in an idol drama with just a little grooming.

"Sir, this way please."

Over the next twenty minutes, Lu Li experienced firsthand what it meant to be a "dress-up doll."

The sales assistants were like they were on steroids, constantly stuffing clothes into his arms.

Shirt, vest, trousers, bow tie...

Lu Li felt like his skin was being rubbed raw.

【worn out.】

This isn't trying on clothes, it's using them as human stands!

【I've changed eight outfits already, will this finally work?】

[Isn't that blue outfit nice? Why do you have to complain that it's something a male escort would wear to a nightclub?]

I think Su Feiyan is deliberately messing with me, wanting to see me embarrass myself by taking off my clothes.

In the fitting room.

Lu Li rolled his eyes at his reflection in the mirror as he buttoned his shirt.

but.

Say something.

These shirts, which cost tens of thousands of yuan each, definitely feel different when you wear them.

The man in the mirror had clear features, and his slightly messy hair was casually tousled, revealing a touch of effortless handsomeness.

That face is absolutely stunning.

Lu Li touched his chin, feeling a little narcissistic.

[My brother has a good foundation.]

[She looks like she's on a runway no matter what she wears.]

[I'll go out and dazzle that she-devil later, let her know what a potential catch is.]

Lu Li straightened her collar and pushed open the door to the fitting room.

This time, it was a pure white suit.

The tailoring was extremely meticulous, with a waist-cinching design that perfectly outlined his figure, and the straight trouser legs made his legs appear ridiculously long.

White is a difficult color to pull off.

If you don't dress well, you'll look like a hairdresser or a wedding emcee.

But Lu Li is different.

With his fair skin and clean-cut demeanor, he exuded a refined and aloof air about him when dressed in this outfit.

When he came out, the air in the store was silent for two seconds.

The sales assistants stared wide-eyed, and one of the young girls even blushed.

Su Feiyan was looking down at the reports on her phone.

Hearing footsteps, she casually looked up.

His gaze fell on Lu Li and then froze.

Have to admit.

This guy has a handsome face.

He usually seems so timid and cowardly, but now, dressed like this, he actually looks... a bit...

It's so captivating that you can't take your eyes off it.

It's like a piece of beautiful jade that has been covered in dust, suddenly polished and shining with a warm and dazzling luster.

Su Feiyan's heart skipped a beat.

But she hid it very well.

His face remained calm and composed; he simply placed the tablet computer in his hand aside.

"Spin around."

Su Feiyan gave the order calmly.

Lu Li was unwilling in his heart, but his body was honest.

He spun around in place, striking a pretentious pose as he did so.

"Sir, are you satisfied?"

Lu Li had a big smile on his face.

[Satisfied my foot!]

[These pants are killing me! Who designed them? They're way too tight!]

[Baggy shorts are still the most comfortable; the wind blowing on your butt keeps it cool—that's a man's romance.]

This thing only looks nice; it's completely impractical. Even squatting on the toilet is a struggle.

Su Feiyan's lips twitched.

The initial sense of amazement vanished completely after hearing these heartfelt words.

Big shorts?

Does the wind make your bottom feel cold?

What's going on in this guy's head?

"If you dare to wear shorts to a cocktail party."

Su Feiyan stood up, walked to Lu Li, and reached out to straighten his slightly crooked bow tie.

The movements were very light, but the tone was cold.

"I'll make you run naked around the company building three times."

"And let all the company employees come out and watch."

Lu Li froze.

How come this woman can always guess what he's thinking?

Is this what they call intuition?

"No, no, I wouldn't dare."

Lu Li chuckled twice and shrank his neck.

"I love wearing suits. Suits are a man's armor. I wish I could wear them even to bed."

Su Feiyan glanced at him but didn't expose his nonsense.

"This is the one."

She turned to the store manager and said.

"Pack up, swipe your card."

After taking care of Lu Li's outfit, it was Su Feiyan's turn.

As one of the main characters tonight, she naturally can't be careless.

The sales assistant pushed in a whole row of dresses.

Red, blue, gold...

Each piece was studded with diamonds, dazzling under the lights.

Su Feiyan glanced at it and frowned slightly.

Too tacky.

Her fingers traced the clothes rack, finally stopping on a black dress in the corner.

This is a black fishtail skirt.

The design is very bold.

The front features a deep V-neck, while the back is completely open, plunging all the way down to the waist.

The skirt had a high slit, and when she walked, her leg was faintly visible, sparking the imagination.

Moreover, there is very little fabric used.

There's so little of it that you worry it might not even hold up.

"Take this one."

Su Feiyan pointed.

Lu Li watched from the side with his eyes wide open.

Gudong.

He swallowed hard, completely lacking any self-respect.

Holy crap!

[Is this dress... for real?]

[The front and back of this outfit barely cover anything.]

If Su Feiyan wore this...

Lu Li automatically imagined that scene in his mind.

He had witnessed Su Feiyan's figure firsthand.

She has all the right features, and her waist is incredibly slim.

Wearing this fishtail dress, she's practically a black swan come to life, the kind that lures people to hell.

This is a crime!

Those old men going to the party tonight, won't they be glaring at me like my eyes are popping out of their sockets?

No, I'm a little feverish.

Should I prepare some tissues to stuff my nose?

But seriously, won't you accidentally expose yourself wearing that? The slit goes all the way down to your thigh...

Lu Li's gaze involuntarily drifted towards the dress.

The little theater in my mind has already reached its eightieth episode.

Su Feiyan held the dress and gave Lu Li a half-smile.

His eyes held a hint of mockery and a touch of provocation.

"Is it pretty?"

She suddenly asked.

Lu Li snapped out of his daze and immediately shifted his gaze to the ceiling, adopting the demeanor of a virtuous gentleman.

"nice!"

"Very artistic!"

"This cut, this design, it's practically tailor-made for you, Mr. Su!"

"Wear this, and you'll be the queen of the night, outshining everyone else!"

The flattery was deafening.

Su Feiyan gave a soft snort.

"Being sweet-talking is useless."

She picked up the dress, turned around, and headed towards the dressing room.

He took two steps, then stopped.

"Wait outside."

"Don't think about anything nonsense."

Lu Li nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I'm a very honest person. My mind is only on work and you. I have absolutely no other thoughts."

[Yeah, right.]

I have a very rich imagination.

If you won't let me see it, can't I just see it in my head?

Su Feiyan paused, almost unable to resist turning around and kicking him.

That bastard.

wait.

Sooner or later you'll learn what it means to be able to look but not touch.

The locker room door was closed.

Lu Li sat listlessly on the sofa, holding the Evian mineral water that the sales assistant had given him, and sipped it half-heartedly.

Several sales assistants around him were secretly watching him.

After all, such a handsome "pretty boy" is a rare sight in their shop.

Lu Li didn't have time to pay attention to them.

He was thinking about tonight's cocktail party.

Dragon King Ye Fan will definitely go.

According to the original plot, Ye Fan will pretend to be weak at the party, slap the faces of several rich second-generation heirs, and then attract Su Feiyan's attention.

Although the plot has fallen apart a bit, the main storyline should still be the same.

As the villainous female supporting character's henchman, she was the fighter among cannon fodder.

We need to figure out a way to survive.

As long as there is no direct conflict with Ye Fan, there should be no major problems.

If all else fails, I'll hide in the toilet and play video games.

Anyway, Su Feiyan was busy with social engagements and didn't have time to pay attention to him.

Just as Lu Li was making his plans, a commotion suddenly came from the locker room.

The heavy velvet curtain was pulled open a crack.

A snow-white arm stretched out.

Her skin was so white it was dazzling, and against the backdrop of black velvet, it looked like mutton fat jade.

Her fingers were long and slender, her nails were neatly trimmed and painted with nude nail polish.

The hand beckoned.

Then, Su Feiyan's voice, which carried a hint of laziness and command, came out.

"Lu Li".

"Come in."