Awakening the Phoenix Flow System after the breakup, I'm so happy!

Liu Yifei was completely bewildered by Chen Yang's actions.

That's two million eight hundred thousand, not two hundred and eighty yuan. Even for a high-ranking executive like her, it would hurt to take that out for a long time.

Chen Yang, a guy who just quit his job as a security guard, where did he get so much money?

The sales assistant, seeing that the black card didn't look fake, took it with some skepticism and swiped it on the POS machine.

"Ding, transaction successful."

The machine spits out a long receipt, its crisp sound particularly loud in the quiet store.

The sales assistant's hands were trembling slightly, and her attitude immediately did a complete 180-degree turn.

She didn't even dare to raise her head, afraid that her slight disrespect might have angered this reclusive tycoon.

"Hello sir, your watch has been wrapped up. Please take it."

The sales assistant handed the exquisite box to Chen Yang with both hands, bending over at almost a ninety-degree angle.

Chen Yang casually took the box, not even glancing at the returned black card, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

His attention was now completely focused on the voice echoing in his mind.

[Ding, it has been detected that the host made purchases from a female other than their bound Daoist partner. The 100x cashback card will only be valid for a single amount.]

[Because Liu Yifei's favorability rating has reached 70, a tenfold return has been triggered, and 28 million funds have been transferred to the host's private account.]

Chen Yang was overjoyed. This system was quite user-friendly; it not only offered cashback but also provided critical hits based on favorability.

Making over 20 million in the time it takes to eat a meal—where else can you find such a business?

He turned around with the box in his hand and looked at Liu Yifei, who was still in a daze.

"Let's go, Mr. Liu. We've already bought the watches, but we're still reluctant to leave."

Chen Yang stepped forward, grabbed her smooth little hand, and pulled her directly out of the store.

Liu Yifei was pulled out of the store like a puppet, and she didn't come to her senses until she was on the escalator.

She flung Chen Yang's hand away, stared at the box in his hand, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Are you out of your mind? Whose money are you spending recklessly? If your rich boss found out, she'd skin you alive!"

In her mind, Chen Yang must have used the female boss's supplementary card.

Using a sugar daddy's money to flirt with other women is practically suicidal.

Chen Yang was amused by her nervous appearance.

He shoved the box directly into Liu Yifei's arms and casually put his arm around her shoulder.

"Mr. Liu, you care about me so much. But don't worry, this is my own money, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

The two stood on the slowly descending escalator.

Liu Yifei held the box, which was worth nearly three million yuan, as if she were holding a hot potato.

"Your own money? Where would a security guard like you get so much money? Did you do something illegal?"

She turned her head and looked at Chen Yang's angular profile with some concern.

"Actually, I'm coming clean. I'm a hidden rich second-generation. I only worked as a security guard at the airport to experience life. Now that the experience is over, I'm going back to inherit my family's vast fortune."

Chen Yang joked, half-jokingly, and casually pinched the soft fabric twice with his hand around her shoulder.

Don't give me that, you never tell the truth.

Liu Yifei glared at him, but she felt relieved.

Although no one knows Chen Yang's background, judging from the way he spends money without batting an eye, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

The thought that this guy would casually spend 2.8 million yuan to buy her a watch made Liu Yifei feel as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

What woman could resist a handsome man who's willing to spend money on her?

What's more, this man is so good at flirting.

The two chatted and laughed as they walked out of the shopping mall and into the underground parking lot.

The garage was dimly lit, with only a few rows of incandescent bulbs emitting a pale white light.

Liu Yifei's red Porsche Panamera was parked in a corner parking space.

"Alright, I've taken the watch and finished my meal. I'm going back to work now."

Liu Yifei walked to the car in her high heels, turned around to look at Chen Yang, and shook the car keys in her hand.

"You're just leaving like that, Mr. Liu? You accepted such an expensive gift, aren't you going to give me anything in return?"

Chen Yang took a step forward, trapping her between himself and the car door.

The two were extremely close; if Chen Yang leaned forward just a little more, he could kiss her rosy lips directly.

Instead of avoiding him, Liu Yifei raised her head to meet his gaze.

"What kind of gesture do you want, right here?"

She lowered her voice and traced circles on Chen Yang's chest with her slender fingers.

The allure of a mature woman was amplified to its fullest extent in the dimly lit garage.

Chen Yang felt a dryness in his throat; this woman was practically playing with fire.

Just as he was about to lower his head to taste those two red lips.

A screeching sound of brakes suddenly rang out not far away.

Two black Range Rovers braked suddenly, blocking the Panamera's path one in front and one behind.

The car door was kicked open, and seven or eight burly men wielding baseball bats jumped out of the car.

The leader was none other than Zhao Hai, the rich second-generation who had been beaten up by Chen Yang at the airport yesterday.

Zhao Hai's wrist was still in a cast, and he was slinged around his neck with a bandage, making him look both comical and arrogant.

"Damn you, Chen Yang! I've been looking for you all morning, turns out you were hiding here picking up girls!"

Zhao Hai kicked a pillar next to him and started cursing at Chen Yang.

The burly men who had come with him immediately dispersed, surrounding Chen Yang and Liu Yifei.

These people are quite different from the incompetent security guards at the airport yesterday. They are all covered in tattoos and exude the ruthlessness of outlaws.

Liu Yifei had never seen anything like this before. She turned pale with fright and instinctively hid behind Chen Yang.

Chen Yang shielded her behind him, his face showing no sign of panic.

He slowly took off his suit jacket and handed it to Liu Yifei behind him.

"Young Master Zhao, you didn't get enough of a beating yesterday, so you're here to deliver your head to me again today, aren't you?"

Chen Yang flexed his wrist, and his knuckles cracked.

Zhao Hai turned green with anger upon hearing this.

He's a well-known rich kid in Jiangcheng. Yesterday, a security guard at the airport broke his hand in public, and he just can't swallow that insult.

He spent a lot of money to hire this group of thugs from the black market early this morning, just to kill Chen Yang.

"You're about to die and you still dare to talk back? Today I'm not only going to break all your limbs, but I'm also taking this woman next to you with me!"

Zhao Hai stared at Liu Yifei with a sinister look, his eyes filled with lewd light.

He thought the female vice president was incredibly beautiful at the airport yesterday, and since he'd bumped into her today, he might as well go all the way.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei trembled with anger.

"Zhao Hai, you dare! There are surveillance cameras everywhere here. If you do anything reckless, your Zhao family is finished!"

"Surveillance? I had the surveillance cameras in this area turned off a long time ago. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he couldn't save you today!"

Zhao Hai burst into wild laughter, completely unrestrained.

He pointed at Chen Yang and roared at his subordinates.

"All of you, charge! Beat them to death! Just leave them barely alive. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility!"

Seven or eight burly men immediately raised their baseball bats and charged menacingly at Chen Yang.

Liu Yifei nervously gripped the hem of Chen Yang's shirt, her palms sweating profusely.

"Chen Yang, don't be stubborn, let's call the police right away."

Chen Yang patted the back of her hand, turned his head and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Calling the police is too much trouble; dealing with these few pieces will only take a minute."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the burly man at the front swung a club down at Chen Yang’s head.

With a whooshing sound, if that hits hard, it'll definitely splatter brains.

Chen Yang didn't even turn his head, standing still without moving a single step.

Just as the stick was about to hit his head, he made his move.