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

Liu Yifei stood in front of the sink, holding her phone, her towel wrapped tightly around her, her brows furrowed.

The phone was still buzzing, and the word "Dad" on the screen was particularly glaring.

"Not going to answer?" Chen Yang was soaking in the bathtub, his arms resting on the rim, looking like he was watching a show.

"Sigh, if I don't answer, he'll keep calling until tomorrow morning." Liu Yifei gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and slid the answer button.

"dad."

Her voice instantly became three times more obedient, completely different from the coquettish and petulant woman in the bathtub just now.

A strong, resonant male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Feifei, you're free on Saturday night. Your Uncle Wang's son is back from abroad, and your mom and I have arranged to have dinner with them."

Liu Yifei's face immediately fell.

"Dad, I have work on Saturday."

"What job is more important than your life's most important thing? Don't you know how old you are? You're twenty-eight, and if you delay two more years you'll be thirty. A thirty-year-old woman in the marriage market..."

"Alright, alright, stop reading." Liu Yifei interrupted him, her voice filled with helplessness.

Chen Yang could hear everything clearly from inside the bathtub; the echo effect in the bathroom was truly impressive.

He stood up silently from the bathtub, water dripping down his body, his steps as light as a cat's.

Liu Yifei had her back to him, holding the phone in one hand and resting her other hand on the sink, completely unaware that someone was approaching from behind.

"Dad, I really don't have time. Tell Mom not to worry about me. I can handle my own affairs."

"What did you deal with? How many boyfriends have you had? That guy you went on a blind date with was such a great catch, and you rejected him after just one meeting..."

Just as Liu Yifei was about to retort, a pair of wet hands suddenly appeared on her waist.

She jerked so hard she almost dropped her phone.

Chen Yang pressed himself against her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her waist, slowly tightening them through the bath towel.

Liu Yifei suddenly turned her head and glared at him, her mouth opened, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

Her father was still rambling on on the other end of the phone.

"...That Wang family kid has a Harvard MBA, and he came back and became the vice president of his father's company. What makes him unsuitable for you?"

"Dad, I..."

Chen Yang's lips touched her earlobe and gently sucked on it.

Liu Yifei's voice caught in her throat, and she froze like a piece of wood.

She reached out to push Chen Yang's head, but the man seemed to be attached to her body, and she couldn't move him at all.

"Yifei? Are you listening?" the voice on the other end of the phone asked.

"I'm...I'm listening." Liu Yifei gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words, while her free hand tightly gripped Chen Yang's wrist, which was wrapped around her waist.

Chen Yang remained unmoved, drawing circles on her waist with his fingers through the bath towel, his lips brushing from her earlobe down to the side of her neck.

Liu Yifei's knees buckled slightly, and her fingers, gripping the sink, clenched so tightly they turned white.

"Saturday night at six o'clock, third floor of the State Guest House. If you dare to stand me up, I'll personally go to your company and drag you out."

"Dad, I really... um..."

Chen Yang gently bit the tender flesh on her neck, and Liu Yifei couldn't help but let out a snort through her nose.

"What's wrong?" The tone on the other end of the phone had changed.

"No, it's nothing, I just bumped my head on the corner of the table." Liu Yifei's voice was trembling as she turned around and glared at Chen Yang.

The look in his eyes was as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Chen Yang smiled silently at her, but instead of stopping, he intensified his actions.

His fingers touched the corner where the bath towel was tucked in, and he gently tugged it.

Startled, Liu Yifei clutched the towel to her chest and leaned against the sink, trying to create some distance.

But behind her was Chen Yang's chest, and in front of her was a cold marble countertop. She was trapped in the middle, unable to move forward or backward.

"Then it's settled for Saturday. Don't give me any excuses."

"Okay, okay, I'm hanging up now, Dad." Liu Yifei wanted nothing more than to slam the phone down immediately.

"Wait a moment."

Liu Yifei's hand froze in mid-air.

"Your mom asked me to ask you if you've been dating anyone lately?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's heart skipped a beat.

"No, who said that?"

"Your mom said that the things you've been posting on WeChat Moments lately haven't been right, and your assistant also said that you took half a day off, which is something you never do."

Chen Yang's hand had already slipped under the towel, his palm resting on the outside of her thigh, slowly sliding upwards.

Liu Yifei almost bit her tongue.

"No, that's not true. I wasn't feeling well that day and went to the hospital."

"Really not?"

"Really not!" Liu Yifei's voice rose, partly because she felt guilty, and partly because Chen Yang's hand had already touched a place he shouldn't have.

She suddenly reached behind her and slapped him hard on the stomach.

Chen Yang grunted and finally behaved himself for two seconds.

"Okay, then don't forget to dress nicely on Saturday."

"Okay, I'm hanging up."

Liu Yifei quickly pressed the hang-up button, slamming her phone onto the sink with a loud thud.

She turned around and slapped Chen Yang in the chest.

"Chen Yang, are you crazy?! I'm on the phone with my dad, what are you doing there?!"

"I'm trying to help you relax. You get all tense the moment you answer the phone, and I'm worried you'll get nervous," Chen Yang said innocently.

"You call that helping me relax? You're killing me!" Liu Yifei stomped her feet in anger, almost losing her towel with her own movement, but quickly held it back down.

"What if my dad notices?"

"What did I hear? You bumped your head on the corner of the table."

"Chen Yang!"

Liu Yifei raised her hand to hit him again, but Chen Yang grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

The two were pressed together, with only a thin layer of fabric separating her bath towel from his naked body.

"Ms. Liu, your dad has arranged a blind date for you. Are you planning to go?" Chen Yang looked down at her.

Liu Yifei was taken aback by his question and looked up.

"What can I do if I don't go? You know my dad's temper... You know how he is, he means what he says, he can really come to my company."

"Then just tell him you have a boyfriend."

"Where would I get a boyfriend?" Liu Yifei turned her face away.

Chen Yang pinched her chin and turned her face back.

"Mr. Liu, what's that you're holding in your arms? Just some decoration?"

Liu Yifei's eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips.

"Who said you're my boyfriend? We've only met twice today."

"So, does Mr. Liu usually interact with people he meets for the second time like this? Taking a bath or soaking in the tub together?"

"You're a scoundrel."

"I'm a scoundrel, and you're still sticking so close."

Liu Yifei looked down and realized that her hands had somehow ended up on his waist, and they were pressed tightly together.

She quickly let go and took a step back, her lower back hitting the edge of the sink, causing her to hiss in pain.

Chen Yang reached out and placed his hand behind her waist, pulling her back.

"Stop dodging, you must have hurt yourself."

"It's all your fault," Liu Yifei muttered softly, then stopped struggling.

The two of them stood in the middle of the bathroom, the heat still lingering, the mirror fogged up.

Liu Yifei buried her face in his chest and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Chen Yang, if you're free for that dinner on Saturday..."

"Um?"

"Could you... come with me?"

Chen Yang looked down at the whorl of hair on the top of her head, and couldn't help but smile.

"What does Mr. Liu mean by this? Does he want me to be your boyfriend?"

Liu Yifei raised her head, her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her eyes held a mixture of anger and guilt.

"Who asked you to be my boyfriend? I asked you to be my shield and help me get rid of that blind date."

"What about my appearance fee?"

"You want an appearance fee?"

"Ms. Liu, I'm not a cheap person." Chen Yang lowered his head, his nose brushing against hers.

Liu Yifei's breathing became erratic again, her fingers clutching the water droplets on his chest, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

"Then tell me... what do you want?"