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

At 3 p.m., Chen Yang arrived on time outside the administrative area of ​​Terminal 3 at the airport.

This time, he didn't drive the Porsche that Yang Mi lent him. Following Liu Yifei's orders from last night, he simply hailed a ride-hailing car on the roadside and came to wait for her.

A few minutes later, a familiar, tall figure walked out through the glass doors of the administration building.

Today, Liu Yifei didn't wear a formal business suit. Instead, she wore a very elegant beige long trench coat over a pure white silk shirt, with the top two buttons undone at the collar.

She wore a pair of slim-fitting light-colored jeans and flat nude leather shoes.

This outfit shed most of her aloof, cold CEO persona, giving her a more gentle and charming feminine air.

She walked over quickly, opened the door of the ride-hailing car, and sat directly in the back seat.

"Have you been waiting long?"

Liu Yifei turned her head to look at him, a few fine beads of sweat still glistening on the tip of her nose, indicating that she had rushed down from a meeting.

"I've only been here for five minutes, Mr. Liu, you look really beautiful today."

Chen Yang smiled and leaned over to help her pull over and fasten her seatbelt.

The two were very close, and Chen Yang could smell the pleasant scent of her shower gel, exactly the same as the scent he had smelled in his apartment that morning.

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him and pushed his head away a little.

"Stop being so glib, driver. Go to Hang Lung Plaza in the city center."

She gave him an address, and the driver in front responded and stepped on the gas, driving off.

The carriage quieted down. Liu Yifei's hands were on her knees, but they were soon covered by Chen Yang's large hand.

She instinctively tried to pull back, but Chen Yang grabbed her fingers, their fingers intertwined tightly.

"Behave yourself, there's a driver ahead."

Liu Yifei lowered her voice, her cheeks flushed, and she glanced guiltily ahead.

"When I hold my girlfriend's hand, the driver will only be envious, right, sir?"

Chen Yang casually chimed in, and then struck up a conversation with the driver in front of him.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and chuckled.

"Young man, you're so lucky! Your girlfriend looks like a movie star."

Liu Yifei's ears turned red. This time, she was too embarrassed to pull her hand back, so she could only let him hold it and turn her head to look at the scenery outside the window.

The car drove all the way to the city center, and the two got out and headed straight for the high-end menswear section on the top floor of Hang Lung Plaza.

Liu Yifei was clearly a regular customer of this store. As soon as she entered the well-decorated suit shop, the store manager greeted her with a big smile.

"Hello Mr. Liu, is it the usual VIP room today?"

The store manager was respectful, but his gaze fell on Chen Yang beside him, and he was secretly surprised.

This beautiful deputy general manager at the airport used to buy clothes for her elders and take them away immediately. But today, she actually brought a young man with her. This is unprecedented.

"Okay, pick out a few sets for him, take some of your latest cut styles."

Liu Yifei resumed her usual cool and capable demeanor and led Chen Yang into the spacious VIP fitting room.

This fitting room is very large, with full-length mirrors on three sides and a genuine leather velvet sofa in the middle.

A short while later, the store manager pushed in a long row of clothes racks, on which hung more than a dozen haute couture suits of different styles and colors.

"Alright, you can go out and get busy. We'll take care of it ourselves."

Liu Yifei dismissed the store manager, closed the door, and left only the two of them in the fitting room.

She walked to the clothes rack and began to carefully select clothes, her fair fingers tracing over the expensive fabrics.

"This dark blue outfit is nice, it looks sophisticated. This black one is a bit old-fashioned, it will make you look older, don't wear it."

Liu Yifei muttered to herself, picked out three sets in a row, turned around and stuffed them all into Chen Yang's arms.

"Go over there and try them on one by one for me."

Chen Yang, carrying his clothes, walked behind the heavy curtain and quickly took off his coat.

He was still wearing his usual casual clothes today, but now he had changed into suit pants and a white shirt, and walked out while buttoning them up.

Liu Yifei was sitting on the sofa looking at her phone when she heard the noise. She looked up and stared blankly for a second.

Chen Yang has a great physique; the muscle lines he has developed through years of training make his white shirt look full, and his slim-fitting suit pants hug his long legs, making him look tall and energetic.

Normally, when he wears casual clothes, you just think he's a sturdy guy. But now that he's in a suit, that roguish air is toned down a bit, and he exudes a special kind of masculine charm.

"How about it? It's not embarrassing to take you out as a tool, is it?"

Chen Yang opened his arms and spun around in front of her.

Liu Yifei blushed slightly, coughed lightly to cover it up, and stood up.

"It's alright, come here, I'll teach you how to tie a tie."

She picked up a dark gray silk tie and beckoned Chen Yang to come closer.

Chen Yang obediently walked over and stopped less than half a step away from her.

Liu Yifei stood on tiptoe, wrapped the tie around his neck, and nimbly moved her hands in front of his chest.

"Look carefully, the wider end is placed on top of the narrower end, goes around once, and then passes through from underneath."

Her voice was soft, and her breath brushed against Chen Yang's chin. The faint fragrance emanating from her body wafted into Chen Yang's nose.

Chen Yang looked down at her.

Looking at her serious expression, her slightly red earlobes, and the faint red mark on her neck—the mark he left in bed that morning—he seemed to be the one to be seen.

"Mr. Liu, you're tying your tie way too slowly. Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

Chen Yang made a joke, his voice low and deliberately hoarse.

"Stop being so conceited. I'm just giving you a heads-up so you won't embarrass yourself when you meet my dad on Saturday."

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him, but her hands scrambled for a moment, and she almost tied her tie into a knot.

She was a little annoyed and wanted to untie the knot again, but Chen Yang's big hand covered hers and grabbed her mischievous little hand.

"It's one thing if you can't tie your tie properly, but at least you should button your cufflinks."

Chen Yang grasped her hand and guided it to his wrist.

Liu Yifei was pulled forward a small step by him, almost pressed against his chest, and could clearly feel the warmth of his chest through the thin shirt.

She bit her lower lip, picked up an exquisite sapphire cufflink, and carefully threaded it through the buttonhole of his cuff.

The fitting room was so quiet you could hear each other breathing; the two were too close.

They were so close that Liu Yifei could touch Chen Yang's lips with just a glance up.

"Alright, put on your coat and let me see."

After Liu Yifei finally managed to fasten both cufflinks, she quickly stepped back half a step, turned around, picked up the dark gray suit jacket, and handed it to him.

Chen Yang put on his coat and straightened his collar.

He turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, then at Liu Yifei standing behind him.

"Let's go outside and let the store manager see where the size needs to be altered."

Liu Yifei turned around first and opened the door to the fitting room.

Chen Yang followed her out.

As soon as the two stepped out, two stylishly dressed women walked towards them.

The person walking in front was wearing a Chanel suit and carrying a limited edition Hermès bag, talking to the sales assistant next to him.

The man looked up and saw Liu Yifei walking out of the fitting room.

"Oh my, Yifei, what a coincidence to run into you here."