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

Lu Li had a dream.

In his dream, he was like a fragile scholar who had accidentally wandered into a dungeon and encountered a python.

The python had no rough scales, and it swallowed him whole.

It startled him awake.

The moment I opened my eyes, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling was a little dazzling.

This is not a dream.

【system:……】

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"..."

Lu Li gripped the bedsheets tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

Seemingly sensing his awakening, instead of restraining himself, he intensified his behavior.

Shen Weilan slurped up the ice cream she bought from McDonald's in the alley. Her cheeks were sunken, and she made a slurping sound.

This kind of girl is the best at eating meat.

"boom--"

The string of reason in Lu Li's mind snapped.

……

a long time.

Shen Weilan appeared.

Her once smooth, long hair was now somewhat disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her slightly flushed cheeks. Her almond-shaped eyes, which always held a mischievous glint, were now veiled with a misty haze.

Lu Li's pupils dilated in shock. He cowered at the head of the bed, hands covering his chest, his face filled with terror: "Wei... Wei Lan? How did you get in?! This is trespassing! This is illegal entry! My innocence!"

[Holy crap! Has this girl gone mad? Launching this kind of surprise attack first thing in the morning? Is there no law? I'm disgusted!]

Upon hearing his thoughts, a hint of smugness flashed in Shen Weilan's eyes.

……

Good morning~

Shen Weilan's voice was hoarse and soft, with a hint of languidness after satiation.

Lu Li: "..."

Is this even a question of whether or not to repair it?!

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the sound of the door lock turning.

"Click".

Lu Li's hair stood on end, and his heart stopped.

"Quick! Hide!" Lu Li's face turned pale as he frantically tried to shove Shen Weilan under the bed.

[Oh no! Am I going to be turned into a specimen and hung on the roof of the Su Group building to dry? The kind that's sliced ​​up!]

Shen Weilan remained motionless, and even snuggled closer to Lu Li's chest.

The door opened.

Su Feiyan stood at the door.

She wore a burgundy silk nightgown, the belt loosely tied, revealing large expanses of her fair skin and deep cleavage.

She held a cup of freshly ground black coffee in her hand, the steam rising gently, but it couldn't melt the icy coldness in her eyes.

Her gaze passed over the disheveled sheets, finally settling on—

Shen Weilan knelt on Lu Li's lap.

The temperature in the room plummeted from the height of summer to the depths of winter, and even the birds outside the window seemed to know better than to chirp.

Su Feiyan did not smash the cup.

She simply watched quietly, her long, narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.

Lu Li felt as if he had been slowly tortured by that gaze three thousand times. He trembled, wrapped in the blanket, his teeth chattering: "President Su... please let me explain... no, I mean, my explanation..."

"explain?"

Su Feiyan parted her red lips slightly, her voice so flat it revealed neither joy nor anger, "Explain what? Explain why my cousin is here?"

Shen Weilan turned her head.

She showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she curled the corners of her mouth in a triumphant smile.

"Getting up so late..."

Shen Weilan blinked, her expression a mixture of innocence and allure. "Haven't you heard the saying 'the early bird catches the worm'?"

Lu Li closed his eyes in despair.

[Grandma! Please stop! Are you trying to kill me? I'm going to write my will...]

Su Feiyan's fingers tightened suddenly around the coffee cup, causing the delicate bone china cup to groan under the strain.

Shen Weilan knew when to stop.

She sprang out of bed like a slippery eel, grabbed a T-shirt from the floor, and scurried barefoot toward the door.

As she passed Su Feiyan, she paused slightly, lowered her voice, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Cousin, don't be angry~ Getting angry causes wrinkles~"

After saying that, she didn't give Su Feiyan a chance to retaliate. She dashed out of the room, leaving behind only a string of silvery laughter echoing in the corridor.

The door was not closed.

Only Lu Li and Su Feiyan remained in the room.

silence.

Lu Li huddled in the corner of the bed, wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm cocoon, with only his eyes showing, staring in horror at the woman standing at the door, her whole body emanating black smoke.

"Mr. Su..."

Su Feiyan ignored him.

She walked slowly into the room, her bare feet touching the carpet without making a sound.

She walked to the bedside and put down the coffee cup she was holding.

Then, bend down.

That stunningly beautiful face drew closer to Lu Li.

She picked up a long strand of hair from the quilt; it was left by Shen Weilan.

Su Feiyan pinched the strand of hair between two fingers, held it up to Lu Li's eyes, her gaze dark and deep.

"Lu Li".

She called his name softly, her tone so gentle it sent chills down your spine.

"Smack."

A crisp sound.

To Lu Li's astonishment, Su Feiyan pulled a metal lighter from her deep cleavage, and a ghostly blue flame shot up.

She brought the strand of hair close to the flame.

"Sizzle—"

The hair instantly curled, burned, and turned into a wisp of smoke, filling the air with a faint smell of burning.

Su Feiyan watched the wisp of smoke dissipate, her fingertips gently stroking Lu Li's pale cheek, her nails barely touching his carotid artery.

Do you think... I'm very tolerant?