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

Liu Yifei bit her lip, her eyes reddening, and refused to look at him.

"Let go."

She spoke in a coquettish tone.

Chen Yang not only didn't let go, but instead used his wrist to pull the person directly into his arms.

Caught off guard, Liu Yifei fell directly onto him.

Chen Yang cupped that puffed-up face and lowered his head to kiss it deeply.

The kiss came suddenly and fiercely, with an irresistible force, silencing any sour words.

Liu Yifei's eyes widened, and she instinctively pushed against his chest with both hands, desperately trying to push him away.

Through his white shirt, his fingernails scratched several marks on the muscles of his chest.

Chen Yang wasn't about to let her go. He grabbed the back of her head with one hand and ran his palm into her soft, long hair.

With his other hand, he wrapped his arm around her slender waist and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

The man's body temperature, carrying a strong masculine scent, flowed through their pressed lips, instantly taking Liu Yifei's breath away.

Liu Yifei struggled fiercely at first, kicking her knees erratically.

The high heels stomped against the leather interior of the Maybach, making a few dull thuds.

But to Chen Yang, this force was no different from a kitten scratching him.

Gradually, under this powerful yet lingering offensive, Liu Yifei's strength completely dissipated.

Her body went limp like a puddle of water, and her hands, which had initially been pushing him away, unconsciously gripped his shirt collar.

The air inside the carriage became scorching hot.

All that remained were the sounds of their intertwined breaths and the rustling of fabric against fabric.

When Liu Yifei was almost out of breath and making soft sobs, Chen Yang reluctantly let go of her.

Liu Yifei leaned weakly against his chest, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed.

She raised her watery eyes and glared at him, both ashamed and annoyed.

"That's all you know, isn't it?"

She raised her fist and punched Chen Yang in the chest.

The punch was weak and soft, landing on his solid chest muscles, barely even a tickle.

Chen Yang took the opportunity to grab her small hand, kissed it softly, and said it in a flattering tone.

"Yifei, don't be angry."

Liu Yifei turned her face away, trying to pull her hand back.

"Why would I be angry? What right do I have to be angry? She's your boss, and she even prepared lace and new styles for you."

Hearing that sarcastic tone made Chen Yang secretly amused.

Mr. Liu's jealous nature beneath his aloof exterior is truly adorable.

But he still had a serious expression on his face.

"That was really for work."

Chen Yang sighed and simply told the truth, albeit in a half-hearted manner.

"I resigned from my job at the airport so that I could become her personal assistant and bodyguard."

"She thought I was very skilled and could take on more than a dozen people by myself, so she offered me a high salary."

"As for living together, she saw that I had nowhere to stay, so she lent me a room in her villa, which was like a high-class staff dormitory."

Liu Yifei turned around, her suspicious gaze sweeping over his face.

"Luxury staff quarters? What was that new idea they mentioned on the phone earlier?"

Chen Yang remained calm and composed, continuing the conversation without batting an eye.

"She's a person who likes to joke around and has a rather carefree personality. She was just teasing me on purpose."

"Think about it, she's the president of a multi-billion dollar conglomerate, she's surrounded by business elites, why would she be interested in a bodyguard like me who just left the company?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's brows relaxed slightly.

Logically, it makes sense; how could a female CEO just casually fall for a bodyguard?

But she still gritted her teeth and refused to give in.

"Who knows? Maybe they just like someone young and strong like you."

Chen Yang pinched her nose and laughed.

"I don't have that much charm."

"Besides, I spent half the day shopping with you, acting as your porter, without even having a sip of water. This is all I did for you."

Liu Yifei felt awkward as he pinched her, so she turned her head away and her voice softened considerably.

"Chen Yang, tell me the truth."

She raised her eyes and looked intently at the man in front of her, a hint of unease in her eyes.

Are you just keeping me as a backup option?

"He's coaxing his boss into giving him a high salary while simultaneously flirting with me, as if he thinks I'm easy to bully."

These words immediately created a somber atmosphere in the carriage.

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Chen Yang was touched in the softest part of his heart.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Liu Yifei's hand, unbuttoned his collar, and pressed it against his left chest.

Liu Yifei was stunned for a moment.

Beneath his palm were the man's firm, powerful muscles, and the thumping sound of his heartbeat.

Her heartbeat was loud, transmitted through her skin into her palm, and the rhythm was astonishingly fast.

"Did you feel it?"

Chen Yang lowered his head, his nose touching hers, his voice hoarse.

"Can you jump fast?"

Liu Yifei bit her lip, feeling her heart pounding, and nodded obediently.

Chen Yang stared intently into her eyes, speaking each word with utmost seriousness.

"My heart is beating so fast because you're in my arms."

"If I were treating you as a backup plan, I would have driven to the villa by now, instead of sitting here hugging you and getting yelled at."

"Mr. Liu, I am greedy and want to make more money, but my feelings for you are truly sincere."

"Since I promised you I'd be your boyfriend for Saturday's dinner, I'll support you even if the sky falls."

These words were spoken bluntly and directly, without any of those cheesy, flowery phrases.

But it is precisely this kind of unvarnished, crude language that is most effective at breaking down a woman's psychological defenses.

Liu Yifei's tears had been welling up in her eyes, and finally she couldn't hold them back, and they slid down her cheeks.

How long has it been since she heard such firm words?

At work, everyone treats her as a cold, strong woman, and no one dares to get close to her.

Returning home, she also faces pressure from her father to get married.

Only this man, disregarding everything, barged into her life and forcefully took over her heart.

"You bastard."

Liu Yifei cursed and buried her face in his neck, hugging his waist tightly with both hands.

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, patted her back, and stroked her fur gently.

"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard. I made our boss Liu angry. I deserve to die."

Liu Yifei snuggled against him, wiping her tears on the expensive white shirt.

It took her a while to raise her head.

"Come pick me up at eight o'clock on Saturday morning."

Her muffled voice came out, indicating that she had completely surrendered.

Chen Yang grinned and tightened his grip on her arms.

"No problem, a personal driver is on standby."

The two lingered in the car for a while longer.

When other cars drove into the garage and their headlights swept across the Maybach's windows, Liu Yifei finally snapped out of her daze.

She hurriedly climbed off Chen Yang and back into the passenger seat, her face as red as a ripe apple.

She hurriedly straightened her slightly disheveled shirt, tidied her hair, and picked up her designer handbag.

"I'm going up now, you should go back early too."

She opened the car door, stepped out with one leg, and glanced back at him.

Drive carefully on the road.

Chen Yang smiled and waved to her, watching her slender figure walk into the elevator in high heels.

Chen Yang only looked away after the elevator doors had completely closed.

Just then, a crisp system notification sounded in my mind without warning.

[Ding! It has been detected that the favorability rating of Daoist partner candidate Liu Yifei has reached 90.]

[Side quest triggered: The Father-in-Law Conquest Plan.]

[Task Reward: God-level Business Negotiation Skills.]

Chen Yang was stunned. He immediately turned off the Maybach, which he was about to start, and leaned back in the leather seat.

Is the favorability rating at 90?

This woman is indeed hypocritical; no matter how harsh her words are, she has already completely fallen for him.

Chen Yang was happy for a while, thinking that the beating and scolding he received was worthwhile.

He quickly brought up the system panel in his mind to check the newly triggered task.

As Chen Yang's gaze swept over the lines of small print in the mission description, his smile froze on his face.

[Mission Details: During Saturday's dinner, the host must successfully gain Liu Yifei's father's approval without revealing their wealth.]

[Failure Penalty: 50% of your current health/vital energy will be deducted.]

Upon seeing these two lines of text, Chen Yang almost jumped up from his seat.

How to conceal wealth?

These days, how can you save face by not spending money when going to a blind date to meet your future father-in-law?

Isn't this cutting off his escape route?

If you could just pull out the 30 million+ balance from the system's black card, which father-in-law wouldn't be able to win you over?

The most fatal thing is the penalty for failure.

Fifty percent of the Qi and Blood value.

If he gets confiscated, his hard-earned, reinforced body will be severely damaged on the spot.

Chen Yang looked at the empty passenger seat, where Liu Yifei's pleasant perfume scent still lingered.

He stroked his chin and muttered to himself, staring at the load-bearing pillars outside the car window.

"Just who is Fei Fei's father? Even the system is giving him so much face, setting such tough targets."

Before he could figure out how to deal with his father-in-law, his phone on the center console lit up.

A WeChat pop-up window flashed briefly.

It was a message from Liu Yifei.

With just a simple sentence, she exuded the decisive and efficient nature typical of female CEOs.

Chen Yang picked up his phone, looked at the content on the screen, and couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"I'll prepare a detailed document about my dad for you tomorrow. Memorize it carefully, or you'll embarrass me on Saturday."

He read the words aloud softly, then pressed the voice button and brought it to his lips.

"Mr. Liu, memorizing the materials is no problem, but we'll have a make-up lesson tomorrow night. Should we memorize them on the sofa or in bed?"