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

On the other end of the phone, Liu Yifei spoke a few steps faster.

"It's the Song family, who are said to be in the antique and collectible business in Beijing and have connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles."

"If it were just him going crazy, I could hide from him. But the Song family has been secretly spreading rumors these past two days, trying to interfere and obstruct our acquisition of the Wang family's assets."

"The acquisition had reached its most critical final stage, and the cash flow was stretched thin. It simply couldn't withstand such a behemoth sabotaging us from behind."

"I have to go to the banquet tonight to check things out, but Song Ziming said he wants to be my date, and I can't refuse. So I can only ask you to be my shield."

Liu Yifei's tone was full of pleading, with a hint of pitifulness.

The once aloof and icy female CEO was now as vulnerable as a little girl in need of protection.

"What do you mean by using me as a shield? I am your husband."

Send me the time and address of the dinner party on my phone. I'll pick out an outfit this afternoon and pick you up tonight.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yang took on the job.

What man could tolerate his woman being coveted by someone else?

Not to mention he was some spoiled brat from the capital who popped out of who-knows-where.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang casually tossed his phone onto the bedside table, turned around, and looked at Yang Mi, who was leaning against him, with a half-smile.

The voice on the phone was quite loud, and since this woman was so close, she clearly heard every single word.

Chen Yang reached out and pinched Yang Mi's cheek, unable to resist teasing her.

"What's wrong? Isn't our CEO Yang jealous? Aren't you afraid that I'll be completely captivated by that ice queen at the banquet and won't come back tonight?"

Yang Mi didn't throw a tantrum; instead, she gave him a charmingly disdainful look.

She thoughtfully stretched out her jade-like arms from under the covers, took the shirt next to her and draped it over Chen Yang, slowly and carefully buttoning it up while giggling charmingly.

"Why are you jealous? My back is still sore, I wish someone could share the heat with me."

"If I, Yang Mi, didn't even have this much tolerance, and instead spent my days crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, how could I possibly manage your 'backyard' in the future?"

Chen Yang grabbed Yang Mi's slender waist and lowered his head to give her a heavy kiss on her rosy lips.

"Our CEO Yang is so sensible; the Empress has such a broad perspective."

Chen Yang stroked her hair with satisfaction, his playful expression fading slightly.

"I'll have my men investigate the matter at the construction site in the eastern suburbs. Today, just relax at home and get some rest."

Yang Mi nodded understandingly, smoothing out the wrinkles on his shirt collar, her eyes filled with a gentle light of unconditional trust.

"Go ahead, business is important. Be assertive when you're out there, don't let that spoiled brat from the capital embarrass you. Come back early tonight, I'll leave the door open for you."

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Yang changed into a black high-end custom-made suit.

The clothes were perfectly tailored, with every inch of fabric conforming to his perfectly proportioned physique.

Broad shoulders, a slender waist, and long legs.

Standing there, his lazy demeanor subsided somewhat, replaced by an inexplicable and sharp aura.

He drove his black SUV and parked it steadily downstairs in front of Liu Yifei's apartment building.

Not long after, the sensor-activated glass doors of the building entrance slowly slid open to both sides.

Dressed in her finest attire, Liu Yifei emerged from inside, wearing silver crystal high heels.

She wore a champagne-colored off-the-shoulder evening gown with an asymmetrical fishtail design.

A priceless pink diamond necklace adorned her slender swan neck, making her exquisitely made-up face even more radiant and breathtaking.

Even Chen Yang couldn't help but whistle from inside the car and push open the car door to greet them.

"President Liu's outfit today is sure to steal the spotlight from all the socialites in Jiangcheng. Aren't you afraid those rich ladies will be grinding their teeth in envy behind your back?"

Liu Yifei naturally took Chen Yang's arm and gave him a reproachful glare.

"When we get to the banquet hall, you'd better hold things together. Song Ziming is surrounded by a bunch of local Jiangcheng rich kids who are trying to curry favor with him, and none of them are pushovers."

"Don't worry, with me here, even the Heavenly King himself would have to behave."

Chen Yang opened the car door and helped Liu Yifei into the passenger seat.

Night falls.

The luxurious banquet hall on the top floor of Jiangcheng International Hotel was brightly lit and filled with elegantly dressed people.

The melodious classical piano music flowed gently through the air.

Chen Yang, arm in arm with Liu Yifei, stepped onto the thick red carpet and entered this magnificent arena of fame and fortune with unhurried steps.

The moment the two entered, it was as if a bombshell had been dropped onto a calm lake.

All the business tycoons and socialites around, who were exchanging pleasantries while raising their wine glasses, turned their gazes toward them.

Liu Yifei is known in Jiangcheng's business circles as an ice queen.

Today's outfit is absolutely stunning; it's impossible not to attract attention.

But most of the attention was focused on the unfamiliar young man beside her.

Everyone was whispering among themselves, wondering how this young upstart, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, could possibly win the heart of this unattainable beauty.

Just then.

The crowd automatically parted to both sides, making way.

A young man in a white tuxedo, with slicked-back hair, walked over carrying a wine glass.

The man was quite good-looking.

However, the dark circles under his eyes, coupled with his pale complexion from excessive indulgence, made him look exactly like a pampered young man whose body had been hollowed out by wine and women.

No need to guess, this is naturally the main character of tonight's show, Song Ziming, the young master from Beijing.

Song Ziming watched as Liu Yifei nestled against another man's arm like a little bird.

The face that had been wearing a fake smile visibly darkened.

However, he didn't rush to lash out; instead, he walked over with a forced smile.

"Yifei, I've been waiting for you all night. I thought you weren't going to grace me with your presence today. But who is this young master? He looks unfamiliar. Won't you introduce him to me?"

Song Ziming was accompanied by several rich second-generation kids who usually acted arrogantly in Jiangcheng. At this moment, they were all looking Chen Yang up and down with a critical and hostile gaze.

Before Liu Yifei could even speak...

A glamorous woman in a revealing red deep-V dress, who was clinging to Song Ziming's arm, spoke first in a high-pitched, sarcastic tone.

The woman wore heavy, trendy makeup and reeked of pungent perfume.

It looks just like a peacock wagging its tail frantically in front of its owner, vying for favor.

"Oh, Young Master Song, you overestimate him."

The green tea girl glanced at Chen Yang from head to toe, her face full of undisguised contempt and mockery.

"This outfit looks authentic, but it's probably a knock-off from a high-end tailor shop, made to look like a designer brand."

"We all know all the well-known young masters in Jiangcheng. This poor guy probably crawled out of some ditch and is just a gigolo who uses his looks to scam people out of food and drink."

Upon hearing this, the wealthy second-generation heirs who hung out with Song Ziming immediately burst into laughter.

All sorts of offensive and vulgar language drifted over without any restraint.

Liu Yifei's face was covered in frost.

This icy female CEO's temper wasn't something to be made of dough. Seeing the man she brought with her being humiliated like this, she was about to erupt in defense of her husband.

"Watch your mouths, this is Liu Yifei's boyfriend, it's none of your business to point fingers at him."

Just as she was about to have another attack.

Chen Yang, who had been mostly silent, gently squeezed her sweaty palm.

A warm sensation came from my palm.

Liu Yifei turned her head and saw Chen Yang give her a reassuring look, indicating that she didn't need to be angry at all.