My Ares Son-in-Law

There was a hint of irony and disdain in Xiao Chen's words, and his eyes became sharp, as if he wanted to see through the woman in front of him.

He was not a good guy, and he would never choose to tolerate the unreasonableness and provocation of others. His tone was full of counterattacks against the woman's harsh words, and every word was loud and clear.

At this moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, and the confrontation between the two made the atmosphere around them extremely tense.

At this time, the old man's cough gradually weakened, and it seemed that the violent coughing had finally subsided.

But his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he leaned limply on the young woman. The woman supported the old man with great effort and slowly sat down in the empty seat next to him. While panting, she did not forget to mock Xiao Chen: "What did you say? You single dog, how dare you scold me?"

A scornful smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face, and his eyes were full of helplessness and disdain for the woman's unreasonable behavior.

He raised his chin slightly, with a hint of provocation in his tone: "Believe it or not, if you keep talking nonsense, I will beat you. Anyway, you are shameless, so it doesn't matter if I beat you." His voice was not loud, but every word was clear and powerful, as if carrying a thousand pounds of force, which shocked everyone around him.

The woman was about to explode, her face was already covered with a red flush of anger, as if a volcano would erupt at any time. However, at this moment, a car slowly stopped by the roadside, breaking the tense atmosphere.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground was crisp and powerful, and Sophie walked over with a queen-like grace. She was wearing an elegant dress, and her steps were light and confident, exuding charming charm with every step.

Sophie walked to Xiao Chen and naturally took his arm with a gentle smile on her face: "What's wrong, husband?"

Her voice was gentle and caring, as if it could instantly resolve all unhappiness and disputes. Her appearance instantly eased the tense atmosphere and gradually calmed Xiao Chen's anger. He turned to look at Sophie, with a hint of tenderness and gratitude in his eyes, as if to say: It's great to have you here.

Xiao Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile: "It's okay, I just took your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Others say that I look poor and even village girls don't want to marry me. They also say that I am a single dog. Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

There was a hint of self-mockery and relief in his tone, as if he was already accustomed to such unwarranted ridicule and misunderstanding.

Hearing this, Sophie glanced at the woman opposite her, with a hint of disdain and contempt in her eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly, and the corners of her mouth raised an elegant arc, and laughed: "It's really ridiculous. She thinks that she is not a country girl just because she dresses up beautifully? It's really ridiculous. She doesn't know how many women are chasing after our husband. Let's go and have dinner. It's really a loss for us to quarrel with such a woman."

Her voice was soft but firm, and every word revealed her protection and confidence in Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's smile widened when he heard this. He gently patted the back of Sophie's hand, as if to thank her for her understanding and support. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's go eat. Ignore these boring people and just live our own lives." His voice was warm and powerful, full of expectations and determination for the future.

The two smiled at each other, as if at this moment, all the troubles and unhappiness disappeared. They walked hand in hand towards the restaurant, their backs looking particularly warm and harmonious in the afterglow of the sunset.

The woman opposite looked at this scene, her face flushed instantly, as if she had been slapped in the face in public, extremely embarrassed. After all, no matter how you look at Sophie - her exquisite appearance, graceful figure, suitable age, or the noble temperament radiating from inside out, they were all as dazzling as bright stars, completely crushing her without any chance of fighting back.

As for his clothing and the car he drove, they revealed an unconcealable wealth and taste, making her feel ashamed.

The woman recalled what she had said just now, mocking the other party for not being able to marry even a village girl, but now she was severely slapped in the face by this sudden reversal.

Her heart felt as if it was burned by fire, and it was burning with pain. The embarrassment and shame on her face made it almost impossible for her to look directly at the loving couple in front of her.

"Honey, are you feeling better? Let's continue shopping. The store is just in front. I remember you always liked their designs."

The old man hummed softly, and his eyes fell deeply on the woman beside him. His eyes seemed to contain thousands of words. He slowly said, "I'll sit here and take a rest. I'll give you the card. Go buy it yourself. Buy whatever you want. Don't let yourself down."

When the woman heard this, her eyes lit up instantly, as if she saw the dawn of hope.

She nodded excitedly: "Okay, husband, you are so nice! Can I buy two more sets of clothes? The season is about to change, and we have to prepare some new clothes." There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone, and she was obviously very satisfied with the old man's doting.

"Buy!" The old man's brief and powerful words revealed an unquestionable determination.

"Thank you, husband!" The woman's face was filled with joy and satisfaction. She kissed the old man gently on the cheek, and the intimate gesture seemed to announce their love to the whole world.

Then, she happily took the card handed to her by the old man, and strode towards the shop in front of her in her high heels, each step seeming so brisk and confident.

The old man watched the woman's back, and a bit of undisguised disgust flashed in his deep eyes. The disgust was as cold as ice, forming a sharp contrast with his previous doting on the woman. His eyes seemed to contain endless complex emotions, including disappointment, anger, and deep helplessness.

Suddenly, the old man's throat felt itchy, and that familiar and uncomfortable feeling came again. He lowered his head suddenly and started coughing violently. The sound was rough and hoarse, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs. His hands tightly grasped the armrests of the chair, and his veins bulged, looking extremely painful.

Not far away, the woman's footsteps paused for a moment. She seemed to hear the old man coughing, but the sound seemed to be just an insignificant background noise to her.

The next second, she quickened her pace and walked quickly towards the Lv store in front of her. Her figure quickly disappeared behind the glass door of the store, as if she didn't hear the violent coughing behind her at all, and didn't care about the old man who was struggling in pain.

It was obvious that she had no feelings for this old man. (End of this chapter)