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

"What do you want...?"

Chen Yang repeated her words, then flicked a water droplet off her chin with his finger.

"Mr. Liu, are you sure? Will you give me anything I want?"

Liu Yifei looked up at him, her eyelashes still damp with moisture, her whole body flushed pink from the heat.

"Now that I've asked, just tell me."

"Then I'll tell you, but don't hit me."

"You go first."

Chen Yang leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

Liu Yifei's face instantly turned from pink to red, then from red to purple. She bounced back a step, her lower back slamming against the sink.

"Chen Yang, you're dreaming!"

"Mr. Liu, you asked yourself. I didn't force you." Chen Yang shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Why don't you just fly to the moon?!" Liu Yifei gritted her teeth in anger, poking his chest with her finger. "Do you even know what you're saying?"

"Of course I know, that's why I told you not to hit me."

Liu Yifei stared at him, her chest heaving, the jade pendant swaying below her collarbone.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Chen Yang shrugged and took a step back.

"Fine, fine, forget I said anything. I'll be your shield on Saturday for free, no appearance fee required."

He turned around and prepared to walk towards the bathtub to retrieve his clothes that were soaking in the water.

"stop."

Liu Yifei's voice came from behind, so soft it was almost swallowed by the steam.

Chen Yang turned around.

Liu Yifei stood in front of the sink, biting her lower lip, her face so red it looked like it could bleed. Her eyes darted around, glancing at him and then looking away, then looking back again.

"You...you don't move."

After she finished speaking, she took two deep breaths, as if she were mentally preparing herself.

Then she came over.

One step, two steps, three steps.

The hem of the bath towel trailed on the wet floor tiles, and the footsteps were so light they were almost inaudible.

She walked up to Chen Yang, looked up at him, and her eyes were filled with shame and anger, as well as a kind of reckless ruthlessness.

"Chen Yang, remember this, this is a pledge of loyalty, not a reward."

"What 'sworn brotherhood'...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yifei reached out and pressed down on his shoulder, pushing him to sit on the edge of the bathtub.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment.

Liu Yifei didn't look at him. Her ears were so red they were practically burning. When she squatted down, her long hair fell down, covering most of her face.

"If you dare tell anyone, I'll kill you."

Her voice was muffled, coming from the gaps in her hair.

Chen Yang's Adam's apple bobbed, and his hand unconsciously rested on the top of her head.

The bathroom fell silent.

Only the showerhead was still dripping water, each drop hitting the floor tiles, its sound particularly clear in the empty bathroom.

The mist on the mirror slowly condensed into water droplets, which flowed down the surface, leaving behind winding trails.

Time seemed to slow down.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Chen Yang's fingers ran through her wet, long hair, his fingertips gently stroking her scalp.

His breathing became heavy and labored, his chest heaving more and more, and his other hand, resting on the edge of the bathtub, clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Liu Yifei's shoulders were trembling slightly, whether from the cold floor tiles or something else, she didn't know.

A while later.

Chen Yang's body tensed up suddenly, and his fingers instinctively tightened, gripping a handful of her hair.

"Yifei..."

His voice was so hoarse it was almost unbearable, as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

Liu Yifei let out a muffled groan, her shoulders shaking even more violently.

Then, everything returned to calm.

Only the heavy breathing of the two people remained in the bathroom, mingling together, gradually subsiding.

When Liu Yifei looked up, her eyes were red, with tears still clinging to the corners, and her lips were swollen and red.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and turned her face away from him.

"Satisfied?"

His voice was hoarse and soft, with a slight nasal tone.

Chen Yang slid down from the edge of the bathtub, squatted in front of her, and reached out to brush the stray hairs from her face.

Her face was as red as a boiled shrimp, her eyes were watery, and she looked both aggrieved and angry, which made Chen Yang feel both soft-hearted and heartbroken.

"Mr. Liu, your pledge of loyalty... has won me over completely."

"Shut up." Liu Yifei reached out and covered his mouth, stopping him from speaking.

Chen Yang pulled her hand down, kissed her palm, and then lifted her up from the ground.

"The ground is cold, do your knees hurt?"

Liu Yifei was taken aback by his question. She looked down at her knees, which were red from kneeling, and suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

This man was acting like that just now, and now he's asking if her knee hurts. Which one is the real him?

"...A little," she said softly.

Without saying a word, Chen Yang bent down, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the bedroom.

"What are you doing? I can walk by myself."

"Mr. Liu, you've said you can walk eight hundred times today, but which time were you really telling the truth?"

Liu Yifei opened her mouth, only to find herself unable to refute.

She simply gave up, buried her face in his neck, pressed her lips against his Adam's apple, and mumbled something.

"Chen Yang, if you dare to stand me up on Saturday, I'll make sure you never get into any airport in Jiangcheng again."

"Don't worry, I'll crawl to Mr. Liu's dinner party, even if I have to."

"Who told you to climb? Come pick me up in your car."

Chen Yang placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her reddened knees, leaned down, and kissed her forehead.

"Okay, I'll pick you up by car on Saturday. What should I wear?"

Liu Yifei nestled in the blankets, only her eyes peeking out as she looked at him, and thought for a moment.

Do you have a suit?

"no."

"Then I'll have my assistant take you to book a place tomorrow. You can't be too casual when you meet my dad."

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Mr. Liu, are you taking me to meet your parents?"

Liu Yifei stuck one foot out from under the covers and kicked him.

"Who introduced you to the parents? You're just a tool, understand? A tool."

"Okay, I'll be your tool." Chen Yang grabbed the foot and pinched the ankle. "Then, Mr. Liu, can I borrow your hairdryer now? My hair is still dripping wet."

"The second shelf of the cabinet."

Chen Yang got up to find a hairdryer, but after taking a couple of steps, he turned back.

"By the way, Yifei, was that... your first time?"

Liu Yifei's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

"Chen Yang, get out of here!"

A pillow hit him on the back, and Chen Yang laughed as he hid in the bathroom.

Liu Yifei buried her face in the remaining pillow, curling up into a ball, her ears so hot they could fry an egg.

She bit the corner of the pillow, her voice muffled, only she could hear it.

"...So what if it's the first time? You're the first person who dared to talk to me like that."