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

Chen Yang tossed the dark iron plate in his hand, then casually stuffed it into his pocket.

"Who cares if it's the Valley of the Underworld or the Valley of the Yellow Springs?"

"If you mess with me, even if he's the King of Hell, I'll still pluck two of his whiskers off."

Lin Qingzhi was so anxious that she stomped her feet and clung tightly to Chen Yang's sleeve.

"Don't take this lightly."

"I heard my grandfather say that this Netherworld Valley is a very evil hidden sect, and all the people in it are madmen who refine corpses and raise ghosts."

"They disappeared more than a hundred years ago. I never expected that they were the backers of the Black Feather Organization."

Chen Yang pinched her puffed-up little face and laughed heartlessly.

"What are you afraid of? Your husband will hold the sky up even if it falls."

"Besides, that old monster couldn't even withstand one of my lightning spells, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"If he dares to come again, I'll chop him into skewers and give him a nice treat."

Lin Qingzhi was amused by his joking remark.

"Who wants to eat that disgusting stuff?"

She wanted to say something more, but found that Chen Yang didn't respond.

The guy's eyes were fixed on his own body.

Lin Qingzhi looked down following Chen Yang's gaze.

I shouldn't have looked at it; once I did, my face turned bright red all the way to the roots of my neck.

I was so worried about Chen Yang that I ran so fast that I didn't even notice my clothes got caught.

Now, her originally elegant white dress has several large tears.

Several places were cracked open, revealing large areas of fair skin underneath.

The most problematic part is the neckline.

They tore open a triangular opening, revealing the edge of the black lace lingerie underneath.

The bottomless ravine was completely exposed to the air.

"Miss Lin, your look is quite unique."

"You're dressed like that on the main street, aren't you putting my willpower to the test?"

"If I lose control and do it to you in this desolate place, don't blame me."

Lin Qingzhi covered her chest in embarrassment and anger, and stomped hard on Chen Yang's foot.

"What are you looking at? It's all because of you!"

"You're still laughing? Open the car door right now, I need to get back in."

Chen Yang laughed heartily, completely unconcerned about the slight force exerted on his foot.

He bent down and scooped Lin Qingzhi up in his arms.

Lin Qingzhi exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What are you doing? Put me down!"

"If I put you down, you'd walk barefoot?"

Chen Yang carried her to the car, used his foot to open the door, and gently placed her in the passenger seat.

Then he went around to the driver's seat, sat down, and stepped on the gas.

The Porsche roared to life and got back on the road.

"Let's stop for a bit and go somewhere," Chen Yang said, gripping the steering wheel with both hands.

While frantically tidying up the tattered skirt, Lin Qingzhi asked in bewilderment.

"Where are we going?"

"Let's go to the mall."

Chen Yang turned his head and looked her up and down.

"Your clothes are ruined. We can't just leave you naked."

"And I've wanted to say this for a long time: your clothes are always too plain, either white or gray, like a little nun."

"Today, your husband will take you to buy some nice clothes to give you a makeover."

Lin Qingzhi rolled her eyes at him, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness.

"I usually wear haute couture, okay? How did I become a little nun?"

"Besides, I haven't agreed to marry you yet, so stop calling me 'husband' all the time."

Chen Yang chuckled, steering the wheel with one hand.

"You've already taken the family heirloom; it's too late for you to back out now."

"Once you're on my pirate ship, you'll never get off."

The Porsche sped along the winding mountain road and soon entered the urban area of ​​Jiangcheng.

Chen Yang drove directly to Henglong Plaza, the most upscale shopping mall in Jiangcheng.

This is a money pit for Jiangcheng's rich, filled with top international brands, where a single piece of clothing can cost as much as an average person's annual salary.

As soon as the two entered the mall, Lin Qingzhi felt a little uncomfortable.

Her current disheveled appearance, with one bare foot, is truly an eyesore walking through the glamorous shopping mall.

Passersby cast strange glances at them, and some even secretly pointed and whispered.

Chen Yang, on the other hand, looked completely at ease.

He took off his suit jacket and draped it over Lin Qingzhi's shoulders.

The oversized suit completely covered up the spring scenery, leaving only a pair of straight and slender calves exposed.

"Let's go to the VIP area on the top floor."

Chen Yang put his arm around her waist, completely ignoring the stares of those around them, and went straight into the VIP elevator.

Once the elevator doors open, you'll find yourself in a sprawling Chanel flagship store.

Luxury stores of this caliber are usually closed to VIP customers.

The store manager was a shrewd woman in her thirties, dressed in a business suit.

Lin Qingzhi had been here before.

The store manager recognized her.

"Miss Lin, what brings you here today? Please come in."

Although Lin Qingzhi's attire today was somewhat shabby, and she was even wearing a man's suit, the store manager didn't dare to ask her a single question.

Anyone who's in this industry knows what to ask and what not to ask.

Lin Qingzhi adjusted her suit jacket, regaining her aloof and refined demeanor befitting a well-bred young lady.

"Take me to the VIP fitting room and just grab a few of the latest seasonal items."

The store manager hurriedly nodded and bowed as he led the way.

"Okay, okay, please come with me. Tea has been prepared inside."

The VIP fitting room is as big as a one-bedroom apartment, complete with a leather sofa, coffee table, and full-length mirror.

Even the air was filled with a faint scent of high-end perfume.

The two had just sat down on the sofa when the store manager pushed over a row of clothes racks.

It was covered with all sorts of new women's clothing, with the tags still on.

The shop manager quickly brought over two cups of freshly ground Blue Mountain coffee, along with exquisite French desserts.

After putting her things down, she very tactfully stepped outside and thoughtfully closed the fitting room door behind her.

The space was left entirely to the two of them.

Lin Qingzhi stood up, looked around, and reached out to grab a cream-colored silk dress.

This is her favorite style, elegant and dignified.

Before his hand could even touch the clothes, Chen Yang stopped him.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Chen Yang looked at the dress with disdain and shook his head.

"This dress looks so plain. Wearing it would make you look like Snow White. There's no originality at all."

Lin Qingzhi looked at him with annoyance.

"That's my usual style, so what do you think I should wear?"

Chen Yang stroked his chin and stood up from the sofa.

He walked up to the row of clothes racks and scanned the clothes with his eyes.

"Since I'm paying the bill, you have to listen to me today."

"Let me help you choose."

Chen Yang spoke while fiddling with the clothes hanger.

"Wearing this yellow one makes me look like a banana that has come to life."

"Is this green one something you're planning to do, like herding sheep on the grasslands?"

"This suit skirt is even more ridiculous. Are you going to work or on a blind date?"

Lin Qingzhi rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"What do you know? This is this year's trending color, a French retro style."

"What French retro style? I think it's just French tacky stuff," Chen Yang retorted without holding back.

Chen Yang picked and chose for a long time, and finally his eyes settled on a black dress in the corner.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the dress.

This is a black silk slip dress.

The amount of fabric was pitifully small.

The neckline was extremely low, and the entire back was open, with only a few thin straps crisscrossing it.

The skirt was also slit up to the upper thigh.

If someone wore this, it would definitely be so eye-catching it would make people's noses bleed.

Chen Yang swung his skirt in front of Lin Qingzhi, grinning like a bandit about to do something bad.

"This one is fine."

"Not only will it keep you cool, but it will also perfectly showcase your figure."

"Honey, you look absolutely stunning in this."

Lin Qingzhi looked at the dress made of several pieces of fabric, her face turning so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She quickly turned her head to the side, not daring to look at it again.

"Are you crazy?!"

"How can you wear this out? You can't even wear an inner layer underneath. You'll be exposed after just a few steps."

"I'm not wearing it, take it away now."

Chen Yang leaned close to her ear and deliberately lowered his voice.

"Who said you were supposed to wear this out?"

"If you buy this dress, you'll only wear it for me."

"Wearing it as pajamas at home would be so romantic."

Lin Qingzhi was so embarrassed that she pinched the soft flesh on his arm.

"Don't push your luck."

"What kind of nonsense is going on in my head all day long?"

"Hurry up and change into something else, or I'll go back. I might as well walk back barefoot."

Chen Yang wasn't angry. He let her pinch him and chuckled as he stuffed the skirt into her hands.

"Fine, fine, I won't wear it outside."

"But you go in first and try it out, let me see how it goes. I can't have come all this way for nothing."

"If you don't try, neither of us will leave this room today."

Chen Yang started acting like a rogue, as if he had her cornered.

Lin Qingzhi had no choice but to blush and hold her skirt.

With a mix of reluctance and agreement, she took the black slip dress and walked to the huge floor-length mirror.

She took off her suit jacket and placed it on the sofa, then held up her skirt in front of her with both hands to show it off.

Looking at her blushing face in the mirror, and at the shockingly revealing dress, she felt a sense of embarrassment.

She bit her lip, torn between whether or not to change into it.

This fabric is way too sheer.

It's practically like she's not wearing anything at all.

Just then, Chen Yang quietly walked up behind her.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around Lin Qingzhi's slender waist from behind.

The man's chest was pressed tightly against her back.

Through the thin fabric, they could clearly feel each other's body temperature.

Lin Qingzhi froze, and the dress in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing? This is a fitting room, there are people outside."

She protested in a low voice, struggling to get away.

Chen Yang hugged her even tighter, his hands firmly locked around her waist.

He rested his chin on Lin Qingzhi's shoulder, looking at the two people overlapping in the mirror.

"Don't move, let me compare it for you."

Chen Yang's large hand covered Lin Qingzhi's hand that was holding the dress.

He took her hand and lifted the black slip dress up a little.

The neckline of the dress was positioned in a very problematic spot.

The black silk fabric contrasted sharply with Lin Qingzhi's fair skin.

It has an indescribable allure.

Chen Yang's breathing became heavy, and his hot breath sprayed onto Lin Qingzhi's neck.

"Qingzhi, you look really good in this color."

Chen Yang's voice became somewhat hoarse, revealing a suppressed passion.

Lin Qingzhi was so aroused by him that she felt weak all over and could barely stand.

She could only lean all her weight against him.

In the mirror, the man's eyes burned with passion, and the woman's cheeks were flushed.

The temperature in the air rose sharply.

Chen Yang's fingers slid down the straps of the dress and slowly landed on Lin Qingzhi's rounded shoulders.

Following the curve of the shoulder, it slid all the way down to that fair swan neck.

The fingertips gently caressed the delicate skin.

Lin Qingzhi felt a current surge from her shoulder all the way to her heart, as if she had been electrocuted.

She gripped the black dress tightly with both hands, her fingers turning white.

"Chen Yang, stop fooling around, the store manager is still outside."

Chen Yang chuckled lightly, and instead of restraining himself, he intensified his actions.

He turned Lin Qingzhi around so that they were facing each other directly.

Chen Yang lowered his head, his lips close to the girl's red earlobe, his voice seductive.

"If you don't change it yourself, I'll change it for you myself."

"Honey, are you going to change or not?"