My Ares Son-in-Law

"Stop!" Xiao Chen quickly stretched out his hand, like a traffic policeman directing traffic, to stop her from moving forward, his face full of helplessness, "I'm used to this outfit, and I don't want to wear anything else, Miss Yun, please stop working. It's actually not appropriate for me to accompany you out today, I'm still someone else's bodyguard, I have to be aware of my identity at all times."

His tone was sincere and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

Yun Yuyan's eyes instantly turned red. She bit her lips, rubbed the corners of her clothes with her fingers, and said with grievance in her voice: "I just want to thank Mr. Jiang. Now that Mr. Jiang is not here, I have to ask him to prepare snacks. I just want to dress you up a little more handsomely, and I don't mean anything else..."

As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, and tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would burst at any moment.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Chen suddenly panicked and stood there at a loss.

When facing the enemy, he could be calm and decisive, and was able to kill without hesitation. However, when facing the kind-hearted and aggrieved girl in front of him, it was as if all the strength in his body was drained away, and he was filled with helplessness and reluctance.

He sighed and compromised, "Okay, okay, then just buy this one, and don't buy any more."

Yun Yuyan's face suddenly cleared up. Tears were still hanging on her eyelashes, but the corners of her mouth were raised high, revealing two sweet dimples: "Okay!"

She jumped up happily, like a bird that had regained its freedom, and pulled Xiao Chen towards the cashier, muttering to herself how to match the clothes.

Xiao Chen followed behind her, smiling helplessly, but a different kind of warmth surged in his heart.

This quirky girl added a different color to his life in her unique way.

In the restaurant on the top floor of the shopping mall, gorgeous crystal chandeliers are hung in an orderly manner on the ceiling, casting a soft and warm halo, enveloping the entire dining area.

The soft and soothing music is like the gurgling water in the mountains, flowing slowly in the air, interweaving a pleasant melody.

On the wooden dining table, there is an exquisitely designed vase, in which a few pure white roses are quietly blooming. The petals are stretched out, exuding a faint and elegant fragrance, adding a bit of elegance to the dining environment.

Yun Yuyan's slender fingers gently pinched the beautifully printed menu, and her slightly opened red lips uttered a crisp sound. She raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Xiao Chen opposite with a playful look, and suggested: "Would you like to try the ancient city's special roujiamo? I heard that the steamed buns in this shop are made with old dough that has been passed down for many years. They are kneaded and baked every day. They are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They make a crunchy sound when you bite them. The meat filling is carefully selected and carefully prepared by the chef. It is a unique dish."

While she was talking, the next table just served a steaming hot roujiamo. In an instant, the fresh aroma of the meat filling and the burnt aroma of the baked steamed bun blended together, like an invisible force, directly tempting people's taste buds and making people salivate.

Not long after, two steaming roujiamo were brought to the table by the waiter.

The steamed bun skin is an attractive golden color with a layer of oil on the surface, and you can tell at a glance that it is baked to perfection.

Gently break it open, the tender and juicy meat filling will come out, and the rich and mellow aroma will instantly spread in the air like fireworks.

Xiao Chen had long been attracted by the aroma and could not hold back. He opened his mouth impatiently and took a big bite. The boiling hot gravy unexpectedly slid through his fingers. He was unable to react and subconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick it in a hurry.

Yun Yuyan was sitting opposite, taking in the whole scene, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. The laughter was clear and pleasant, like a silver bell.

Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she quickly took out wet wipes from the delicate little bag beside her, reached out her hand gently, gently took Xiao Chen's hand, and while wiping it, she muttered: "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you..." The tone was gentle and doting, as if she was coaxing a greedy child.

Xiao Chen felt very uncomfortable with this sudden intimate gesture. His ears turned slightly red and he turned his head away quietly.

However, at that moment, a different kind of warmth surged in his heart, spreading throughout his body.

He silently complained in his heart: Yun Yuyan really treats me like a child.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden burst of noise at the restaurant entrance.

Xiao Chen raised his head inadvertently, his gaze seemed to have substance, and instantly locked onto a figure that could not be more familiar.

The man was wearing an expensive, neat suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he was smiling as he walked in with his arm around a heavily made-up woman, as if no one was around.

Xiao Chen's mouth corners lifted unconsciously, and he pulled out a meaningful smile, and said softly: "Yang Xiong, our fate is really deep! Are you eating here too?"

Yang Xiong, who had been full of smugness on his face, turned pale when he heard the voice, like a sculpture that had all the blood drained out.

His eyes suddenly widened into a circle, filled with fear and disbelief, as if he had seen some extremely terrifying monster.

Yun Yuyan looked curiously at Xiao Chen's relaxed smile, then at Yang Xiong's face as pale as paper. She always felt that the man in front of her looked familiar, and there seemed to be a vague impression in her mind, but for a moment, she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Before Yun Yuyan could come to her senses from her confusion, Yang Xiong pushed the woman beside him away like a firecracker that was suddenly lit, turned around and ran away.

His movements were hurried and hasty, his leather shoes slipped repeatedly on the mirror-smooth ground, and he almost fell several times.

The speed of its escape was comparable to that of a frightened rabbit running desperately. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared around the corner of the restaurant, leaving behind only a string of hurried footsteps that echoed in the empty shopping mall and lingered for a long time.

"What's going on?" Yun Yuyan widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief and confusion. She looked at Xiao Chen eagerly, hoping to get an explanation.

Xiao Chen looked at the direction where Yang Xiong disappeared. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, waved his hand with a wry smile, and said in a relaxed tone: "There was a little conflict in the Eastern Region before. I guess he thought I was going to cause trouble for him, so he ran away in fear."

He spoke lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but if you looked closely, you could detect a barely perceptible flash of coldness in his eyes, which was the emotion of the past that was deliberately suppressed.

"Celebrating the festival?" The wet wipes in Yun Yuyan's hand seemed to be suspended in the air by an invisible thread.

Her delicate eyebrows were raised high, like two lively willow leaves; her amber pupils shrank slightly, just like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. (End of this chapter)