My Ares Son-in-Law

Yun Yuyan's words were like a gentle breeze, but they carried sharp thorns, piercing straight into Xiao Chen's heart, as if to dig out all the secrets in his heart.

Xiao Chen frowned, his brows were furrowed so tightly, like two locked mountains.

He held the phone tightly in his hand again and took a half step back, that half step as if to draw a line between himself and his friends.

He said seriously, "If you keep joking like this, I'll really get angry. You can't just talk about this kind of thing casually, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

He lowered his eyes to look at his phone, the light from the screen reflected in his eyes, and that light seemed to reflect Sophie's gentle eyes when she looked at him.

He knew that maybe she had other feelings for him, but his heart had long been firmly tied to Jiang Meng, like a solid rock that no one could shake or change.

Yun Miao's eyes curved into crescents, and she smiled so hard that her eyebrows and eyes almost melted into two pools of sweet honey. She jumped and grabbed Xiao Chen's arm, and the colorful nail polish on her nails flashed under the neon lights of the bar: "Okay, okay, it's the boss, then take us to meet him tomorrow! Anyway, it's summer vacation now, and I'm so bored every day. I'm either using the air conditioning in the milk tea shop or playing games with my girlfriends."

She suddenly turned to look at Yun Yuyan, and deliberately stretched out her tone: "My sister is even more free. She is the daughter of the Yun family. She has long achieved financial freedom. She can play when she wants to play and work when she wants to work. She lives a more carefree life than a god!"

Hearing this, Yun Yuyan pretended to knock her sister on the head with her fingertips, and her dangling pearl earrings swayed gently with the movement: "Who is saying that I am financially free? Don't listen to this girl's nonsense. I am just a small clerk in the family company. The financial power of the family is still firmly in the hands of my father."

She took a sip of her cocktail, her red lips leaving a faint mark on the rim of the glass: "But speaking of which, the project just finished recently, so I can steal a few days of leisure."

Yun Miao stuck out her tongue, her eyelashes fluttering as she moved closer to Xiao Chen. The ends of her hair were still stained with gold powder from the fight. "It's settled! Let's go to the ancient city's Houhai Park tomorrow. The lotus pond there is so beautiful, and there are delicious sugar paintings! I'll be your tour guide, and I promise you'll have a blast!"

She gestured excitedly, and the little panda on her phone pendant kept shaking.

Yun Yuyan leaned against the back of the sofa and gently turned the wine glass in her palm. The wine drew an attractive arc on the wall of the glass: "You are his bodyguard, you can't leave the boss. Houhai Park has a pleasant scenery. Let her come out for a walk together. It can be regarded as a combination of work and rest."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Chen, with a sly smile at the end of her eyes, "Could it be that your boss is afraid of meeting people?"

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. The spotlight above his head cast tiny shadows under his eyelashes.

He was about to open his mouth to refute when Yun Miao grabbed his arm and shook him: "Don't shake your head! It's settled! If Sister Sophie doesn't come, I will go to your place to block people every day!"

She put her hands on her hips, looking like a kitten with its fur standing on end, making everyone else in the booth laugh.

The crisp sound of wine glasses clinking rang out again, and the amber wine rippled in the glass.

The joy of victory was like invisible wings, lifting everyone's spirits.

The bar's resident singer changed to a passionate rock song. The drum beats made the floor tremble slightly. Yun Miao twisted her body to the rhythm, while Yun Yuyan gracefully shook her wine glass and whispered a few words to Chen Mo beside her from time to time.

The clock hand quietly pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and the neon lights cast colorful light marks on the glass windows.

Xiao Chen declined Yun Yuyan's offer of farewell and stood at the door of the bar. The warm summer night breeze, carrying the aroma of the barbecue stall, blew in his face.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Yun Jingtian: "Mr. Yun, Sister Yuyan just finished drinking and feels a little dizzy. I called a car to take them home. Remember to open the door."

As soon as the message was sent, the phone screen suddenly lit up and a video call request from "Yun Lao" popped up.

Xiao Chen looked at the time. It was 1:15 in the morning. The street lights made his shadow very long.

He remembered that Yun Jingtian always went to bed at 10 o'clock in the past, but now he was awake late at night. He couldn't help but chuckle and pressed the answer button. The familiar face full of worry soon appeared on the screen. As soon as he pressed the answer button, Yun Jingtian's face full of wrinkles but full of concern instantly appeared on the phone screen.

The old man's gray hair was a little messy, and he had obviously gotten up in a hurry. The collar of his pajamas was also crooked.

The eyes behind the lenses were bloodshot, revealing an anxiety that could not be concealed.

He spoke eagerly, his voice trembling slightly, and every word seemed to be rushed out by nervous emotions: "Mr. Xiao, are you okay? Someone just called me and said that you had a fight with Yin Mo from the Yin family, and that Jiang Wei was also there. How is it? Is he injured?"

Xiao Chen looked at the worried face of the old man on the screen, and the scenes from his childhood suddenly flashed through his mind.

In my memory, the concerned expressions of my parents gradually overlapped with the appearance of Yun Jingtian in front of me.

This feeling of being cared for was like a ray of warm sunshine, which dispelled the long-standing loneliness in his heart and even made his nose slightly sore.

He tried to make his tone sound relaxed and natural, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Yun, they are all fine. Don't worry. They will probably be back soon."

Yun Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders slowly relaxed, but his brows were still furrowed.

He looked at Xiao Chen seriously, his eyes full of earnestness: "Are you okay? We owe it to President Jiang, and we can't let anything happen to the person President Jiang cares about the most."

The old man paused and continued, "Don't get involved when they fight in the future. No one will die anyway. I don't want you to get hurt and feel bad."

Hidden in his chattering words was his worry and concern for Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen smiled and replied, "Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, he shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself: "This old man is more nagging than my mother. Sigh."

Although he complained, his eyes were full of warmth and emotion.

The night wind blew, bringing a little coolness.

Just as Xiao Chen was about to step away, the door of the taxi behind him was suddenly pushed open.

Yun Yuyan stumbled out, her eyes blurry and her face flushed, obviously she was very drunk.

She grabbed Xiao Chen's hand with surprising strength, mumbling incoherently, "Come home with me, I won't let you leave!"

The smell of alcohol mixed with the faint scent of her perfume hit me in the face.

Xiao Chen looked at the drunken Yun Yuyan in front of him with a wry smile on his face.

He knew that Yun Yuyan had no idea what she was doing at the moment.

In desperation, he took out his cell phone and called Sophie to briefly explain the situation.

Afterwards, considering the safety of the two girls, he decided to personally escort Yun Yuyan and Yun Miao home. (End of this chapter)