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

The sofas in the VIP lounge are made of genuine leather, and you can sink in halfway down when you sit on them.

Lu Li lay sprawled on the table without any regard for his image, tugging at the tie around his neck.

That show-off just now looked effortless, but it actually took a lot of effort.

Especially those last few lines about Versailles, he almost believed them himself.

"Tired?"

Su Feiyan sat opposite him, holding a glass of soda water, her peach blossom eyes staring at him with a half-smile.

She sat with an elegant posture and a straight back, a stark contrast to Lu Li's slouching posture.

"I'm exhausted, Mr. Su."

Lu Li sighed, picked up a delicate little cake from the coffee table in front of him, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"You know, being a kept man is very tiring, especially since you also have to fend off unwanted suitors."

"That's a different price."

Lu Li mumbled as he chewed on the cake.

Su Feiyan's lips curled up slightly.

"Ten million isn't enough?"

"That depends on how badly the peach blossoms have rotted."

Lu Li swallowed the cake and then reached for the macarons next to him.

"Like that young master Zhao from earlier, he's moderately rotten; we could tolerate him if we paid a little more."

"If another one becomes severely decomposed, then I'll have to apply for workers' compensation."

Su Feiyan didn't say anything, she just watched him eat quietly.

For some reason, watching this guy eat is much more interesting than looking at those fake business reports.

Just as Lu Li's hand touched the pink macaron...

The system that had been dormant in my mind for so long suddenly popped up again.

【Ding! 】

[Danger Detection Triggered!]

[WARNING: High concentration of malicious fluctuations detected 10 meters ahead!]

[WARNING: Target is carrying potent drugs. Host, please be aware of your personal safety!]

Lu Li's fingers paused.

Malice?

Did you bring medicine too?

Why does this plot sound so familiar?

He subtly withdrew his hand, pretending to adjust his cuffs, but his gaze quickly swept around his surroundings as he did so.

There weren't many people in the rest area.

Aside from a few wealthy businessmen talking in hushed tones, there were only waiters shuttling back and forth.

Lu Li's gaze was fixed on a figure on his right.

It was a man wearing a waiter's uniform.

But the uniform looked awkward on him no matter how you looked at it.

The vest was clearly a size too small, clinging tightly to my body, and the buttons were about to pop open.

The trousers were short, revealing a section of the ankle.

The most outrageous.

This guy is wearing flip-flops!

That signature crooked mouth.

Even with a hat on, he couldn't hide the aura that said, "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm the Dragon King."

Who else could it be but Ye Fan?

Lu Li almost burst out laughing.

Holy crap?!

Isn't this the Dragon King who said he was going to bankrupt the Su family?

How did I end up working as a waiter?

[This outfit... pfft, did you steal it from some waiter? Didn't even change your shoes?]

[The mighty Dragon King, wearing flip-flops to a high-end cocktail party—isn't he afraid of being laughed at?]

Su Feiyan was drinking water when she heard this thought, and her hand trembled, almost spilling the water.

She followed Lu Li's gaze.

Sure enough, they spotted that furtive figure.

Ye Fan was carrying a tray with two glasses of red wine on it.

He pulled his hat brim low, covering half his face, and was slowly moving towards them.

With each step, the flip-flops made a very slight rubbing sound on the carpet.

If Lu Li hadn't reminded her, Su Feiyan might not have noticed this oddball.

[Tsk tsk tsk, look at those eyes, like they're about to eat someone alive.]

He was holding the tray so tightly; anyone who didn't know better would think he was carrying a bomb.

Oh dear, so they're coming for me?

[The system just said there was medicine... Let me guess, could there be some kind of "obedience potion" or "powerful [drug]" added to this red wine?]

[This Dragon King's methods are too despicable. All he does is poison and drugs. Can't he at least try some business warfare tactics from the mortal realm?]

Su Feiyan's face immediately turned cold upon hearing the words "drugated".

It's that same underhanded tactic again.

Last time they gave Lu Li laxatives, what are they planning to do this time?

Ye Fan had already walked to the coffee table.

He tried his best to suppress the anger and murderous intent in his heart, and made his voice sound like a normal waiter.

But the arrogance of being in a high position for so long (in his own eyes) made him incredibly stiff even when he bent over.

"Sir, your wine."

Ye Fan handed the tray forward.

He deliberately pushed the slightly darker glass of red wine on the left towards Lu Li.

That was his specially made "Seven-Day Madness".

Just take a sip.

Within three minutes, this person will become extremely aroused, lose all reason, and commit all sorts of shameful and disgraceful acts in public.

At that time.

Su Feiyan would definitely kick this shameful pretty boy away in disgust.

He could then take advantage of the situation, display his charm, and lead Su Feiyan away from this place of trouble.

The plan is perfect.

Ye Fan's lips involuntarily curled upwards slightly.

however.

Lu Li didn't even raise his head.

He was holding the macaron and offering it to Su Feiyan with a fawning expression.

"Mr. Su, try this, it's strawberry flavored, I think it would suit you well."

"ah--"

Lu Li opened his mouth as he demonstrated.

He completely ignored Ye Fan, who was standing next to him.

Ye Fan's hand, holding the tray, froze in mid-air, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

That bastard!

How dare you ignore him!

He even flirted with Su Feiyan right in front of him!

Su Feiyan looked at the macaron being offered to her mouth, then glanced at Ye Fan beside her, who was about to explode with anger.

A mischievous thought suddenly popped into my head.

She parted her red lips slightly and, with Lu Li's hand, gently took a small bite of the macaron.

The tip of her tongue inadvertently brushed against Lu Li's fingertips.

Lu Li felt a tingling sensation in his fingers, as if he had been electrocuted.

【My goodness!】

[That vixen!]

Who can withstand this?

[The Dragon King is still watching from the sidelines, Mr. Su, you're just adding fuel to the fire!]

Ye Fan was furious.

This scene was a devastating blow to him.

That's his goddess!

That was the harem leader he had chosen!

She's actually eating food fed by a gigolo!

"teacher!"

Ye Fan emphasized his words, his voice carrying a hint of gritted teeth.

"This is a special red wine supplied by the hotel. The manager specifically asked me to bring it over for you to taste."

He shoved the tray right in front of Lu Li, almost hitting Lu Li's nose.

Lu Li seemed to have just noticed someone standing next to him.

He slowly turned his head.

She looked at Ye Fan with a look of disgust.

"I don't drink alcohol."

Lu Li waved his hand.

"As Mr. Su just said, I'm not in good health and need to take care of myself."

"Take it, take it."

Ye Fan took a deep breath.

endure.

We must endure it.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

"Sir, this wine has a very low alcohol content and is also nourishing, so it's very good for your health."

Ye Fan forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Especially for men."

He emphasized the last few words, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

It's as if it's saying: You gigolo, all you've got is that little bit of skill? This wine is just what you need to replenish your energy.

Lu Li raised an eyebrow.

【Oh ho?】

Is this an implied message that I'm incompetent?

[I have kidneys of steel, who am I afraid of?]

However, this drink is full of advanced technology and ruthless techniques; only a fool would drink it.

Lu Li sat up straight.

He looked Ye Fan up and down.

My gaze traveled from the crooked hat down to the pair of big toes that were half-exposed.

then.

He suddenly showed an extremely surprised expression.

Pointing in another direction of the banquet hall, he shouted:

"oops!"

That's an extremely loud voice.

The people around were startled and turned to look at them.

Even Ye Fan was bewildered by his sudden outburst and subconsciously wanted to turn around.

Just then.

Lu Li pointed anxiously at a bald, wealthy businessman over there.

"Hey you!"

"That guy with the Mediterranean hairline!"

"Your wig fell off!"