My Ares Son-in-Law

The dance ended, the brilliant lights gradually dimmed, and the guests gathered in groups of two or three to chat and laugh, while others said goodbye and left reluctantly.

Xiao Chen found Lin Miaomiao in the crowd and said to her gently, "Miaomiao, you go back first. I still have some things to deal with." His voice was low and magnetic, with an unquestionable firmness.

Lin Miaomiao's face was filled with a smile of gratitude and joy. She bowed slightly and said:
"Then Mr. Xiao, I'm leaving first. Thank you so much for today. With your appearance, the old man who had been harboring ill intentions towards me no longer dared to attack me, and other people's attitudes towards me have obviously improved a lot. It's really thanks to you that I spent a pleasant and peaceful night at this dance."

There was a gleam of gratitude in her eyes, as if Xiao Chen was her patron saint.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's lips curled up into a warm smile. He patted Lin Miaomiao's shoulder gently and said, "Sorry for the estrangement, Miaomiao. Just call me Xiao Chen from now on. We are friends, and we should help each other." His eyes were full of sincerity and care, which made Lin Miaomiao feel extremely warm.

"Yeah!" Lin Miaomiao nodded vigorously, with a happy smile on her face. She felt as if she was surrounded by a warm current, and her heart was filled with gratitude and satisfaction.

Although she knew clearly that she would never meet a good man like Xiao Chen and marry him in her lifetime, she was content to have such a considerate, gentle and kind friend.

As Xiao Chen saw her off, Lin Miaomiao slowly turned around and walked away from the party with light steps. Her heart was full of expectations and longings for the future, and she secretly made up her mind to cherish the friendship with Xiao Chen and make it the most precious wealth in her life.

After the two separated, Xiao Chen did not stop at all. He relied on his keen intuition and the remaining breath to go straight to the back of the ballroom. There was the most hidden and chaotic area in the ballroom, and ordinary people were absolutely not allowed to enter easily.

As Xiao Chen approached step by step, the surrounding environment gradually became noisy and dark. Under the dim light, shadows were everywhere, and the air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression. Xiao Chen's eyes were like torches, penetrating through the layers of fog, and moving forward towards his goal firmly.

As soon as he reached the door, Xiao Chen was stopped by two burly bodyguards. They were wearing black suits and had cold expressions on their faces, like two insurmountable gatekeepers.

"Stop, this is private territory, no outsiders are allowed to enter." One of the bodyguards shouted sternly, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his voice.

However, Xiao Chen seemed not to have heard it, his eyes flashing with determination. He turned his body slightly to the side, and he seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, with an astonishing speed.

The bodyguards who tried to stop him only saw a flash before their eyes and a shadow passed by. By the time they reacted, Xiao Chen had disappeared from their sight like a ghost.

"Where is that guy just now?" A bodyguard scratched his head in confusion, his eyes full of confusion.

"I don't know!" The other bodyguard also looked confused. He looked around but couldn't find even a shadow.

"Did we see a ghost in broad daylight?" One of the bodyguards couldn't help but mutter, with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, believe in science." Another bodyguard interrupted him quickly. He tried to keep himself calm and whispered, "Okay, don't worry about it, just stand guard. If we ruin Brother Qiao's good deeds, we will all be in trouble."

After saying that, the two bodyguards stood back in their original positions. They watched everything around them vigilantly, fearing that something unexpected would happen. At this time, Xiao Chen had already quietly sneaked into the back of the dance hall like a swimming fish.

...Xiao Chen had quietly entered the secret area behind the dance hall.

It was unusually quiet here, with only the occasional faint sound echoing in this empty corridor, adding a bit of mystery and tension. Relying on his keen sense of smell and the unique breath tracking ability of the Prison Clan, he continued to explore forward with steady and firm steps.

Since there were no surveillance cameras here, Xiao Chen no longer needed to hide anything and he devoted himself to the tracking.

Along the way, those seemingly strict security measures were useless in his eyes. He cleverly used the terrain and obstacles to easily avoid every blind spot of surveillance that might expose his whereabouts.

Finally, he came to a tightly closed room. This room exuded a strong smell of the Prison Clan, which was undoubtedly the target he was looking for. Xiao Chen's heartbeat accelerated, and he took a deep breath, ready to face the next challenge.

At the door of the room stood two burly warriors, dressed in tight clothes, with bulging muscles, and their eyes revealed a fighting spirit that should not be underestimated.

Their aura was steady and powerful, and they were obviously not ordinary people. Xiao Chen knew that it was impossible to avoid them directly this time, so he decided to take a more direct approach.

He walked over carelessly with a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't take the two warriors seriously at all. However, he was already prepared to deal with any unexpected situation.

"Who?" One of the warriors was keenly aware of Xiao Chen's approach. He shouted loudly and at the same time, he was ready to fight. The other warrior followed closely behind him, tensed and ready for battle.

However, before they could make a move, they were already pinned down by Xiao Chen's lightning-fast Hundred Ghosts Acupuncture Technique.

Xiao Chen's figure flashed, and his hands drew strange trajectories in the air like a ghost, accurately hitting the acupuncture points of the two warriors. Their bodies suddenly stiffened and they could only watch Xiao Chen approach the room step by step.

Immediately, Xiao Chen's fingers were on the door handle, ready to push it open.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from the house. The voice was filled with a complex emotion of anger and fear. "Mr. Qiao, you are simply crazy. You even dare to set your sights on me. Do you want to die?"

The voice was like the sound of nature, yet it was noble and arrogant. It was obvious that the person who spoke was not simple.

Xiao Chen's movements paused involuntarily. He tilted his ear slightly and listened carefully to the movements in the room.

Then, another rough voice with a bit of excitement and eagerness sounded. It should be the so-called Brother Qiao.

"Hey, Jiang Yixiu, don't think I don't know. I've been eyeing you for a long time. If I hadn't been concerned about your identity, I would have made you a fait accompli. Do you know? You're so tempting. I really like you to death. I dream of getting you." (End of this chapter)