My Ares Son-in-Law

Yun Yuyan stared at the vague, mysterious smile on Xiao Chen's lips, like that of Mona Lisa. In an instant, as if struck by a sharp electric current, her fingertips uncontrollably clenched the wet wipes package, and her joints turned slightly white due to the force.

"Yang Xiong! That boy is Yang Xiong!" She murmured to herself, her voice as low as a mosquito or fly, but her eyelashes trembled rapidly like a frightened butterfly, and a dazzling light of sudden enlightenment flashed in her eyes.

The dazzling crystal chandelier on the restaurant's dome was like the stars in the night sky, reflecting tiny and charming spots of light in her eyes. In a trance, those spots of light seemed to have turned into fragments of memory and were rapidly reassembling.

Yun Yuyan's thoughts were instantly pulled back by an invisible force to the extremely luxurious business dinner two years ago: the gilded and carved banquet hall was like a dream palace, and the crisp sound of red wine glasses colliding was clear and pleasant, interweaving with the crowd in neatly dressed suits and leather shoes, forming a prosperous and lively picture.

The third young master of the Yang family, who had always been arrogant and domineering, was now like a rabbit being chased by a hunter. He was so scared that he was pissing and shitting. He wanted to escape, but he seemed to be nailed to the spot and could not move.

The cold sweat on the back of his neck trickled down like a stream, even soaking the collar of his expensive custom-made shirt, making him look miserable.

"This is impossible..." Yun Yuyan murmured unconsciously, her voice full of disbelief.

Her bony fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tapping" sound, as if she was playing a silent piece of music.

As a well-informed socialite who has been immersed in the ancient city's wealthy circle for many years, she knows better than anyone the huge and terrifying power of the Yang family: the Yang family firmly controls more than 60% of the mineral resources in the western region, like a towering mountain, standing tall and unshakable.

The Yang family's private bodyguard team is full of hidden talents. It is said that there are even three half-step masters among them. Their existence is like the three sharp blades of the Yang family, able to clear all obstacles for the family at any time.

And at this moment, this favored child who was highly expected by his family and treated like a star by everyone, actually fled like a stray dog ​​in front of everyone. This scene was really too weird.

She suddenly came back to her senses, and the corners of her mouth, which was painted with bean paste-colored lipstick, slowly raised a playful arc, just like a crescent moon.

"Brother, this man seems to be from the Yang family in the ancient city, right? What grudge do you two have that scared him so much that he didn't even want his female companion?" When asking this, she deliberately rested her elbows on the table with an elegant posture, supporting her chin, her eyes sparkling with gossip, like two shining stars.

Xiao Chen wiped his fingers slowly with a wet wipe, his movements neither hurried nor slow, showing his composure.

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know him?" His tone was as calm as if he was discussing whether the weather would be sunny or rainy today, but his drooping eyelashes were like a curtain, covering the dark tide surging in his eyes, making it hard to fathom.

Yun Yuyan picked up the lemonade and took a sip. The icy liquid flowed down her throat, bringing a hint of coolness.

Droplets of icy water slid down the wall of the cup, like crystal pearls, and fell onto the emerald green jade bracelet on her wrist, which emitted a warm luster under the light.

"I have met him before when discussing business with my father. He is the third young master of the Yang family and now manages the marketing department of the family business." When she said this, she suddenly lowered her voice, with a hint of mystery in her eyes, as if she was sharing a huge secret.

"But you know what, this guy's behavior has changed a lot recently. In the past, he was accompanied by at least five bodyguards when he went out, like a mobile fortress, but now..." She raised her chin meaningfully in the direction where Yang Xiong disappeared, with something behind her words. Xiao Chen nodded slightly when he heard it, and his bony fingers tapped the table from time to time, making a dull sound, as if he was thinking about something.

"That's right. But isn't this kid the adopted son of King Tianhai? How is he related to the Yang family?" There was a hint of carelessness in his voice, as if he was just asking casually, but he accurately captured the flash of surprise in Yun Yuyan's eyes. That look was as sharp as a cheetah catching prey.

Yun Yuyan suddenly burst into laughter, her laughter as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the restaurant.

"Yang Xiong had conflicts with his family before, and later went to Tianhai. I heard that he took refuge with the King of Tianhai. He suddenly came back some time ago... Could it be that he was scared back by you?" She came closer half-jokingly, and the faint scent of rose perfume on her body came like a soft breeze, mixed with the aroma of meat in the restaurant, making people feel a little dazed.

Xiao Chen's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the wall of the glass. Due to the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, a layer of fine water droplets condensed on the outer wall of the glass.

As he moved, water droplets meandered down between his fingers, slowly gathering at the base of his thumb, forming a small puddle.

He tilted his head slightly and looked through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant at the bustling crowd outside the mall.

The streets were bustling with people, but he seemed to be out of it.

At this moment, he suddenly chuckled. The chuckle was low and seemed to come out from deep in his chest with some effort. It carried a hint of ridicule that was difficult for others to detect: "Maybe you were really scared by me."

As he spoke, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, cleverly concealing the dark light surging in his eyes in shadows. Only the arc at the corners of his mouth still faintly retained the aftertaste of his previous confrontation with that man.

Yun Yuyan rested her elbows firmly on the dining table covered with an off-white tablecloth. The tablecloth was smooth and had a great touch.

Her slender fingers were tapping rhythmically on the ceramic plate in front of her, making a crisp and pleasant "tapping" sound that was particularly clear in this slightly noisy restaurant.

She tilted her head with an elegant movement, and the pearl pendants on her earlobes swayed gently with the movement, reflecting a soft luster.

"Looking at the situation, the conflict between you two is quite big. This kid can become the adopted son of King Tianhai, and he has the support of the Yang family behind him. You never know when he will use some dirty tricks on you." When she mentioned the word "dirty tricks", she deliberately emphasized her tone, and her lips painted with bean paste-colored lipstick were slightly pursed, and her eyes were full of worry about Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen looked calm as he casually pulled over a neatly folded napkin. His movements were smooth and fluid, as if he was handling a very ordinary and trivial matter.

He wiped the water droplets from his fingertips, his eyes still calm: "What's the big deal? He just has something on his mind. There are so many people watching, can I really hit him?"

His tone was light, but the moment he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly passed by the window at an extremely fast speed, startling the pigeon that had been quietly perched on the windowsill, so that it flapped its wings and flew away in panic. (End of this chapter)