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

Chen Yang leaned back in the soft boss's chair.

He casually picked up a grape from the fruit plate on the conference table and popped it into his mouth.

"I'll bluff him. You can easily trick this old fox who's done something wrong, and he'll reveal his hand on his own."

"As for whether your second uncle confessed or not, you'll have to ask the police officers at the Municipal Bureau. I don't have the time to ask them."

Qin Xue rolled her eyes at him, but her gaze lacked its usual aloofness and instead held a touch of girlish charm.

"You never tell the truth, but I really have to thank you today."

Chen Yang chewed on a grape and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Just saying thank you isn't enough. Mr. Qin, you should at least show some appreciation, like by giving me a car or a house or something."

Qin Xue stood up and straightened the hem of her fitted suit.

"Sure, let's talk in my office. I happen to have something I'd like to ask you, an expert."

The two left the conference room and went to the president's office at the end of the corridor.

This office is very large, taking up an entire half-floor area.

A large desk stands in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

There is also a set of genuine leather sofas for people to rest on, which connects to a hidden private lounge.

Qin Xue closed the office door.

She walked to the water dispenser and personally brewed two cups of the finest Da Hong Pao tea.

He carried the teacup to the sofa and handed it to Chen Yang, who was lying sprawled out on it.

"Have some tea to soothe your throat. You must be thirsty after talking so much in the meeting room."

Chen Yang reached out and took the teacup.

His fingertips brushed against Qin Xue's fair and delicate hand.

The smooth texture startled them both.

Qin Xue recoiled as if she had been electrocuted, a blush rising to her face.

She quickly sat down on the single sofa next to her, trying to hide her panic.

Chen Yang blew on the steam from his teacup and looked at her with a smile.

"Mr. Qin's hands are quite smooth. You must use a lot of high-end hand cream."

Qin Xue glared at him, annoyed.

"Stop talking nonsense. This is a company, so watch your behavior."

Today she is wearing a black bodycon skirt that just reaches her knees.

As she sat down, the hem of her skirt rode up slightly.

Those calves, encased in thin, flesh-colored stockings, appeared exceptionally long and shapely in the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Chen Yang placed the teacup on the coffee table.

His gaze swept over those two legs without any hesitation.

"I'm basically a private doctor giving my employer a medical check-up. I'm worried about what kind of impact this might have."

"I saw President Qin standing in the conference room for so long just now, her legs must be sore from wearing high heels."

"How about I, this miracle doctor, do my part and give you a couple of free massages to relax?"

Qin Xue pulled her legs back a little and awkwardly tugged at her skirt.

"No need, I'm fine. When you saved my grandfather halfway up the mountain, did you use the same trick to fool a young girl?"

Chen Yang sat up straight and patted his chest in a serious manner.

"How can they be the same? Saving the old man is real skill, massaging your legs is just for fun. They are two different things."

As he spoke, he naturally moved to the single sofa where Qin Xue was sitting.

This single sofa is already quite narrow.

When Chen Yang squeezed in, their shoulders were almost touching.

Qin Xue could even smell the faint scent of soap on Chen Yang.

"What are you doing? Why don't you sit on that big sofa over there? Why do you have to squeeze into this cramped little place with me?"

Qin Xue reached out and nudged his shoulder.

Chen Yang seized the opportunity to grab her soft little hand.

"Don't move. I noticed when I handed you the tea earlier that your pulse was a bit weak."

"You were frightened last night, and you got really worked up today. Do you feel a tightness or a dull ache in your chest?"

Qin Xue originally tried to struggle to pull her hand back.

But when she heard Chen Yang say that, she really felt a tightness in her chest.

"How did you know? I do feel a little uncomfortable here."

She pointed to the area on her left chest.

Because of the tight-fitting white silk shirt she was wearing, this movement made the fabric there stretch taut.

Chen Yang swallowed hard.

He tried to make his gaze appear clearer.

"I told you I'm a miracle doctor. This is called qi and blood stagnation. If you don't massage it out quickly, it's easy for nodules to form."

"Come on, doctor, please do me a massage."

As he spoke, his restless large hand went straight up to her.

Through that thin silk shirt, Chen Yang could clearly feel the amazing elasticity and warmth underneath.

Qin Xue froze completely.

She bit her lower lip hard, her face so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

"Chen Yang, are you crazy? This is an office; anyone can come in at any time."

Her voice was soft and weak; she didn't even have the strength to push Chen Yang away.

Chen Yang's hands didn't stop; he continued to massage that soft area with neither too much nor too little pressure.

"What are you afraid of? Doesn't the door to the CEO's office have a combination lock? Who would dare to barge in without knocking?"

"Besides, I'm seriously treating your illness. See, don't you feel less tightness in your chest now?"

I have to say, after being rubbed by his big, warm hands...

Qin Xue really felt that the frustration that had been weighing on her heart had dissipated quite a bit.

But this position is just too embarrassing.

She was now leaning halfway against Chen Yang's chest.

With just a slight tilt of the head, one could see Chen Yang's large hands wreaking havoc on their body.

"Let go of me, I'm all better now, I don't need to press anymore."

Qin Xue reached out and grabbed Chen Yang's wrist.

Chen Yang then pressed her hands onto the back of the sofa.

He lowered his head, his lips almost touching Qin Xue's earlobe.

"That's good. If the disease isn't cured completely, it will recur."

"Since you won't let me press it up there, I'll go somewhere else."

As he spoke, his hand slid down Qin Xue's slender waist.

I put it on directly through the stockings.

Qin Xue let out a short gasp in fright.

"Don't touch there, it itches."

She shifted uncomfortably on the sofa.

This action made the friction between the two even more obvious.

Chen Yang's breathing also began to become somewhat heavy.

Just as he was about to lift the hem of that annoying bodycon skirt.

Chen Yang's phone suddenly vibrated as if it were a death knell.

Qin Xue, as if grasping at a lifeline, pushed him away forcefully.

Your phone is ringing, answer it quickly.

She frantically straightened her slightly wrinkled silk shirt.

Pull the hem of the skirt down tightly.

Chen Yang pulled out his phone from his pocket, somewhat disappointed.

I glanced at the caller ID on the screen.

It was an unfamiliar number without a contact name.

He answered the phone, his tone somewhat unpleasant.

"Hey, don't you know it's very impolite to bother others?"

A mature, slightly hoarse female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chen Yang, right? I'm Shen Man from the Special Investigation Bureau."

"You've made quite a stir at the Qin Group. Are you free now? Let's meet. I have some new information about Kuroba that I want to discuss with you."