My Ares Son-in-Law

When the seventh glass of red wine was handed to her, Yun Yuyan's throat tightened. The red wine gave off a pungent smell of alcohol, which made her stomach feel sour.

Her brows knitted slightly, and disgust welled up in her heart, but she still smiled and said, "Are you planning to get me drunk so that I can do something bad?"

Her voice was clear and pleasant, yet with a hint of teasing, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

However, her slightly trembling fingers betrayed her inner nervousness.

Suddenly, the air in the banquet hall seemed to freeze.

The originally lively noise came to an abrupt end, as if it was instantly extinguished by an invisible hand.

Everyone's eyes were directed towards the main table.

Yang Pan, wearing a dark gray custom-made suit, slowly stood up. His suit was well-tailored with smooth lines, highlighting his nobility and elegance.

However, the expression on his face was extremely sinister, and his eyes revealed a chilling ruthlessness.

He walked closer step by step. The sound of his leather shoes hitting the ground was particularly clear in the silent banquet hall, like the drumbeat of the god of death. Every step seemed to step on people's hearts, making their heartbeats quicken and their breathing rapid.

Yun Yuyan felt the blood rushing to her head instantly, her cheeks became hot, and her head felt dizzy.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped blood marks, and the pain made her a little more sober.

She didn't know what tricks Yang Pan was trying to play this time, she just felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

Muffled gasps were instantly heard all around, and the sound was like an invisible hand strangling the throat; it was intermittent but clearly audible.

In this almost frozen silence, every breath was like a sharp needle, pricking people's nerves.

Yun Yuyan struggled to stand firmly, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, but her legs were shaking slightly uncontrollably, and the shaking was like leaves swaying in the autumn wind, which could be blown down at any time.

That nightmarish night suddenly appeared in her mind, and the scene kept flashing before her eyes like a movie.

The box was filled with a strangely sweet smell, which was like some kind of evil magic that made people dizzy.

The subtle medicinal smell in the red wine is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

There was also the disgusting desire in Yang Pan's eyes. Those eyes were like two burning flames that wanted to devour her completely.

If she had not noticed the abnormality in time and escaped from the box with her keen intuition and extraordinary courage, the consequences would have been disastrous.

When she thought of this, her body shuddered involuntarily.

"Mr. Yang, are you threatening me?"

Yun Yuyan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She sneered, and that smile was like the frost in winter, cold and sharp.

There was a hint of anger in his voice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "Your Yang family is powerful, but my Yun family is not a pushover! My Yun family has been struggling in the business world for so many years, and has a deep foundation. How can your Yang family bully us at will?"

There was a determination and stubbornness in her eyes, as if she was declaring her bottom line to Yang Pan.

"Hey, I threatened you today, so what?"

Yang Pan suddenly overturned the table like an enraged beast.

The table fell to the ground with a loud bang under the tremendous force, and the sound of cups and plates breaking exploded in the silent banquet hall, like a thunderclap, making people's eardrums hurt.

Shards of glass flew everywhere, flashing cold light under the light, like countless sharp daggers.

He untied his tie, revealing the hideous tattoo on his neck. The tattoo was like an evil poisonous snake, coiled around his neck, emitting a terrifying aura.

"In the ancient city, no one dares to disrespect me! You have to drink this wine today whether you want to or not!" His voice became hoarse and fierce, like a roar from hell.

"Do you believe that I can let you experience the feeling of serving a man right now?"

As Yang Pan spoke, he moved forward, his eyes filled with evil and greed, as if Yun Yuyan was already in his pocket.

The people around retreated as if they were avoiding the plague.

Someone was snickering in glee, and that laughter was like a sharp needle, piercing Yun Yuyan's heart.

Some of them were whispering to each other, their eyes full of mockery and anticipation; others were covering their mouths, trying hard to suppress their laughter, as if they were watching a wonderful farce.

Some people even pulled out their cell phones to record videos. The flashing lights were like the eyes of a wolf, greedily recording everything.

But no one dared to step forward to dissuade them. They were afraid of getting into trouble and chose to protect themselves.

Yun Yuyan stood alone and helpless in the mess, her face as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, and the pain allowed her to maintain a last bit of consciousness.

Her heart was filled with anger and resentment, yet she felt extremely lonely and helpless.

Something is not right today.

Yun Yuyan frowned, her eyes revealing a hint of doubt and vigilance.

Although Yang Pan is not a good person on weekdays, he would never dare to provoke me easily.

After all, the Yun family’s influence in the ancient city cannot be underestimated. Although the Yang family also has certain strength, it is still slightly inferior to the Yun family.

This kid seems to have gone crazy today. He totally disregards the consequences. There is definitely something fishy going on.

Her brain was working rapidly, trying to analyze Yang Pan's real purpose, but she had no clue for the moment.

Seeing that Yun Yuyan didn't say anything, the ferocious smile on Yang Pan's face became more and more wanton, like a wolf about to succeed.

He raised his hand and grabbed Yun Yuyan's hand. The movement was swift and rough. His five fingers were spread out like eagle claws, with a disgusting ruthlessness, as if he wanted to completely control Yun Yuyan in his hands.

Just as Yang Pan's hand was about to grab her wrist, a black shadow flashed by like a ghost.

Xiao Chen stood in front of her like a black panther, with a fierce momentum.

His body was strong and agile, and every movement was smooth and natural, as if it was integrated with the air.

A faint golden aura of true energy emanated from his body, and that aura was like the mist in the morning light, hazy and mysterious. It was the unique aura of a warrior, demonstrating his profound cultivation and powerful strength.

Xiao Chen's eyes were as cold as the stars in the cold night, revealing endless chill.

He quickly grabbed Yang Pan's wrist, and his fingers clasped it tightly like iron clamps, his knuckles making a teeth-grinding crackling sound.

The sound was particularly clear in the silent banquet hall, as if the gears of fate were turning mercilessly.

"Touch her? You're not qualified enough."

Xiao Chen's voice was low and intimidating. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yang Pan's heart hard.

The banquet hall was instantly silent, as if time had stopped at that moment. (End of this chapter)