My Ares Son-in-Law

"Succubus?" Xiao Chen's eyes instantly sharpened when he heard the voice, like a hawk locking onto its prey. However, he did not get angry, and his face remained calm. From the moment he first learned of the existence of the succubus, he knew that this opponent was very difficult to deal with.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth even slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. Such an opponent could actually arouse some interest in him, and stir up a different kind of ripple in his uneventful life. Otherwise, the dullness day after day would be too boring.

"Yes, it's me!" A charming voice like the singing of a nightingale suddenly sounded from the other end of the phone. The voice was like a nimble fish, quietly entering Xiao Chen's ears along the phone line, and it was like an invisible but sharp hook, gently scratching his heart, causing a different ripple in his heart.

"Mr. Xiao, we will meet again soon. By then, you will thoroughly understand that your plan, which you think is ingenious and perfect, is nothing more than a child's play in front of a real strong man. It is not worth mentioning at all and is so fragile that it can be easily defeated."

As soon as she finished speaking, before Xiao Chen could respond, a busy tone suddenly rang through the phone. Succubi always acted so decisively, like a gust of wind, coming swiftly and leaving without delay. She hung up the phone without any regrets, leaving Xiao Chen holding the phone, lost in thought facing the busy tone.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and a cold and slightly mocking smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. Humph, this is simply a blatant declaration of war against him. But if you think about it carefully, this may not be a bad thing.

He had been secretly worried recently that his life had been too smooth and comfortable, as calm as a lake without any ripples. If this continued, he would almost lose the sense of crisis that he relied on to survive in the cruel era of warriors.

Now that the succubus had intervened so forcefully, it was like a powerful medicine, instantly arousing the fighting spirit that had been dormant in his bones for a long time. He secretly swore in his heart that he would take a good look at what kind of extraordinary means this succubus, who was famous all over the world, could use to give him a "surprise" gift.

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In the Aramco Group's luxurious and almost extravagant conference room, everything exudes a suffocating sense of oppression. The floor is paved with expensive marble, so smooth that it can reflect people's reflections; the walls are hung with priceless paintings, each of which silently tells the charm of art.

A blonde woman was sitting lazily on a leather sofa that seemed so soft that it could swallow you up instantly. Her figure was like a willow branch swaying in the spring wind, graceful and charming, exuding a fatal attraction.

A waterfall of golden hair is scattered freely on the shoulders. Every strand seems to be given life, dancing gently in the air, exuding a unique and charming charm, which attracts people unconsciously.

What was surprising was that all the people around, who were usually very powerful and influential in the business world, were now standing there respectfully like docile lambs.

Among them was Tom Zhang, the chairman of Aramco Group, who was known as the "iron fist" in the business world for his decisive and vigorous actions. His eyes, which used to be as sharp as a hawk, were now drooping, and he dared not look directly at the woman on the sofa, and there were even beads of sweat on his forehead.

There is also manager Jin Lanlan, who is adept at public relations and has been able to get along with everyone, and has resolved countless crises with her clever words and extraordinary skills.

Her lips, which were usually painted with bright lipstick and were full of eloquence, were now tightly pursed and her face was filled with a flattering smile.

As well as the Black Hawk Club's famous president Jiao Heng, whose stomping of his feet would shake the martial arts world. They all lowered their heads, leaned forward slightly, and were extremely humble. Their eyes were filled with a complex mixture of awe and fear, as if the blonde woman in front of them was not an ordinary person, but a god from ancient times who could not be desecrated.

This woman is none other than the long-rumored and feared succubus. Today, in this complicated world, almost no one knows her original name, because the nickname "succubus" is too loud and well-known, and has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Over time, it became her only known code name and a mysterious and awe-inspiring legend in the world.

The succubus's slender white fingers gently pinched the phone. After hearing Xiao Chen's final response from the receiver, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing an expression that was neither a smile nor a smile. There was a bit of playfulness in that smile, mixed with a hint of appreciation.

She lazily placed her phone on the coffee table beside her, a barely perceptible light flashed in her eyes, and she whispered softly, "This Xiao Chen is quite interesting. He didn't get blown to pieces when faced with such a difficult situation, and he was able to remain so calm. It seems that this time, I have met an opponent of equal strength."

Her voice was soft, but it seemed to have an invisible penetrating power, echoing lingeringly in this slightly empty room.

Then, the succubus tidied her cascading blonde hair and casually put her phone away. Just when everyone thought she was going to continue to deal with other matters, her gem-like eyes suddenly turned and shot straight at Jiao Heng like a sharp sword.

Without any extra words, she just raised her hand lightly and waved it casually. The movement seemed careless, but it seemed to carry a tremendous force.

In an instant, the black-clothed man who had been standing quietly beside the succubus suddenly pounced towards Jiao Heng like a black lightning. The man was agile and moved so fast that people had almost no time to react.

He raised his right fist high, with a whistling sound and a powerful force, and smashed heavily towards Jiao Heng.

There was a dull thud, as if a huge rock had hit something. Jiao Heng was like a kite with a broken string. He was sent flying several meters away by the punch and fell heavily to the ground. Blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain, instantly dyeing the surrounding ground red.

Jiao Heng's face was full of fear, and he looked as panic-stricken as a frightened rabbit.

He endured the severe pain in his body, supported himself on the ground with his hands, raised his head with difficulty, and asked in a trembling voice: "Succubus, why did you do this to me for no reason? Although you have a higher position than me in the company, I, Jiao Heng, am not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by others. You are so reckless, I will report it to the company's top management and let them do justice!"

As he spoke, he tried to get up from the ground, but the pain in his body made his movements look extremely awkward. (End of this chapter)