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

Chen Yang found a hairdryer in the bathroom and dried his hair in front of the mirror.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I still had a few red marks left by Liu Yifei on my body, which made me feel quite accomplished.

He casually rummaged through the bathroom cabinet and found a men's bathrobe, probably one of those provided by the hotel, which Liu Yifei had bought as a backup.

After putting on his bathrobe, Chen Yang strolled back to the bedroom.

Liu Yifei had changed into a casual slip dress, her hair half-dry and loose, and was curled up on the bed scrolling through her phone.

When she saw him come out, she glanced over and then quickly looked away.

The tips of her ears are still pink.

"The hairdryer is back in its place, Mr. Liu." Chen Yang walked over and sat down casually on the edge of the bed.

"Hmm." Liu Yifei stared at her phone screen without looking up.

Chen Yang leaned over to take a look. She was browsing a shopping app, searching for "men's custom suits".

"Oh, so you're already picking out clothes for me?"

Liu Yifei tucked her phone into her clothes and glared at him.

"I'm looking at my own things."

"You own men's suits? Mr. Liu, that's quite a unique hobby of yours."

"Chen Yang, can you shut up?"

Chen Yang chuckled and reached out to pull the phone out of her arms.

The screen prominently displayed the page of a high-end bespoke suit store, and even the appointment link was clicked.

"Mr. Liu, you said you'd have your assistant take me, but you've already started picking things out yourself. What's that called again?"

"I'm afraid you'll look like a country bumpkin and embarrass me." Liu Yifei snatched back the phone and turned her back to him.

Chen Yang leaned forward and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Then don't let your assistant take me; take me yourself."

"I'm too busy to go shopping with you."

"I'm meeting your dad on Saturday, and it's Wednesday today. Have your assistant take me. What if you're not satisfied with what he picks out? If your dad doesn't like what I'm wearing, my first impression will be ruined."

Liu Yifei's finger paused on the screen for a moment.

She didn't say anything, but Chen Yang knew her words had hit a nerve.

"Besides, I don't know what your dad's style is, or what kind of son-in-law he likes. What if I show up in a flashy purple suit and your dad kicks me out on the spot?"

"If you dare wear purple, I'll kick you out first." Liu Yifei turned her head, her tone tinged with gritted teeth.

"Then you see, you still need to keep a close eye on things yourself." Chen Yang casually pulled back the strap of her tank top that had slipped down her shoulder, tapping her shoulder with his finger. "Mr. Liu, are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

Liu Yifei stared at him for two seconds, then locked her phone and placed it on the bedside table.

"There are no meetings after 3 PM tomorrow."

"Shall I pick you up at those three o'clock?"

"Do you know where my company is located?"

"Mr. Liu, you're the deputy general manager of Jiangcheng Airport. Do you think I don't know my way around the airport?"

Liu Yifei was taken aback for a moment, then said irritably, "My office is in the administration area of ​​Terminal 3. Call me when you get there, don't wander off."

"Alright."

Chen Yang responded, leaned back, and lay down on the bed with his hands behind his head.

Liu Yifei looked down at him, who was still lying on her bed and wouldn't leave, and curled her toes under the covers.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Mr. Liu, look, it's already dark outside. Can you bear to let me drive back alone in the dark?"

"You're someone who can take on a dozen people in a fight, and you're telling me you're afraid of the dark?"

"Fighting is fighting, and being afraid of the dark is being afraid of the dark, but those are two different things," Chen Yang said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

Liu Yifei was so angry she laughed, and kicked him in the waist.

"The guest room is at the end of the corridor, go there yourself."

"Mr. Liu, you're being so heartless! We were just taking a bath together, and now you're kicking me out to the guest room?"

"Where do you want to sleep?"

"Of course, this is it." Chen Yang patted the mattress beneath him. "This bed is big and soft, more than enough for two people."

Liu Yifei hugged her pillow and looked at him, biting her lip.

"If you dare to lay a hand on me, I'll kick you off the stage."

"I swear, I'll be completely honest." Chen Yang held up three fingers.

"Your vows are like farts; you even kept them in the bathroom."

"That time doesn't count; you leaned on me first that time."

"Chen Yang!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I'll shut up and go to sleep."

Chen Yang quickly slipped under the covers and moved closer to Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei shrank back, turned her back to him, and wrapped the blanket tightly around herself.

There was silence for about ten seconds.

Chen Yang reached his hand out from under the blanket and wrapped it around her waist.

"You mean you won't lay a hand on me?" Liu Yifei's voice was muffled.

"That's not a hand, that's an arm, so it doesn't count."

"...Can't you be reasonable?"

"If I tried to reason with you, would I still be staying in this bed?"

Liu Yifei remained silent for a while, then stopped struggling.

Her hand reached under the blanket and touched the hand that was wrapped around her waist. She touched his knuckles with her fingers and didn't push him away.

"Chen Yang".

"Um?"

"When you buy a suit tomorrow, listen to me. Just try on whichever one I tell you to try on. Don't pick one randomly on your own."

"Okay, I'll follow Mr. Liu's arrangements."

"Also, get your hair trimmed tomorrow. Your bangs are too long and make you look tired."

"Yes, ma'am."

"You need to match your shoes too. What's your foot size?"

"Forty-three."

"Do you know how to tie a tie?"

"Not really."

"Then I'll teach you."

Chen Yang pulled her closer to him, his nose brushing against the hair on the back of her head.

"Mr. Liu, the way you're doing this doesn't look like you're taking a tool to buy clothes, it looks more like you're dressing up your man."

Liu Yifei's body stiffened for a moment.

You're overthinking it.

"Really? Then why do you insist on going yourself? You could have just had your assistant take you."

"...I don't trust my assistant's judgment."

"So you trust your own judgment?"

"Of course I have good taste."

"So, the fact that you've taken a liking to me means you have good taste, doesn't it?"

Liu Yifei suddenly rolled over and slapped him across the face with a light touch, like a tickle.

"Can you please stop putting everything on yourself?"

Chen Yang grabbed her hand and kissed her palm.

"Okay, I'm not going to stick it on anymore. Go to sleep. I have to get up early to get a haircut tomorrow."

Liu Yifei pulled her hand back and turned her back to him.

After a while, her voice came from under the pillow, so soft it was almost inaudible.

"Chen Yang".

"What's wrong now?"

"When you pick me up tomorrow... don't drive that Porsche."

Chen Yang was taken aback.

Why?

"That's your boss's car." Liu Yifei's voice carried an indescribable emotion. "You came to see me in her car, and I don't like that."

Chen Yang was silent for two seconds, then smiled.

"Okay, I'll take a taxi."

"Why are you taking a taxi? Don't you have your own car?"

"Mr. Liu, I'm just a security guard who just resigned, where would I get a car?"

Liu Yifei fell silent again.

After a while, her voice rang out again, with a hint of sullenness.

"Then after I buy the suit tomorrow, I'll also go check out cars."

"...Mr. Liu, are you going to buy me a car?"

"Who said I bought it for you? I'm lending it to you. You can be my personal driver and pick me up for dinner on Saturdays."

Chen Yang suppressed a laugh and hugged her a little tighter.

"Mr. Liu, what's the difference between you and your female boss? She also provided me with a car and a driver."

The person in the blanket suddenly sat up and glared at him.

Those eyes gleamed in the darkness, carrying a hint of annoyance, and something else entirely.

"Chen Yang, try comparing me to her again!"