My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned forward slightly, with a hint of mocking smile on his face. He stared straight at Yun Yuyan opposite him and said slowly: "If the designers in your company are really good, they should be able to see the clues."

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused deliberately, and his eyes were like a sharp blade, gently sweeping across Yun Yuyan, and the flash of provocation in them was revealed without any concealment.

Then, his tone suddenly became heavier, with a merciless sharpness: "If you can't see it, then you can only say that they are all trash and can be fired. I want to see what kind of people your company supports."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking the air in the office again and again, with an unquestionable majesty.

Every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, making people feel that he was not simply making a statement, but declaring an irrefutable fact, as if the whole world should agree with his point of view.

Yun Yuyan's pretty face turned slightly red at this sudden provocation. Anger surged in her heart. She was about to open her mouth to refute, but saw Xiao Chen waving his hand impatiently.

His movements were graceful and decisive, his slender fingers drew an arc in the air, as if cutting off any possible arguments.

"Okay, bye, we'll see each other again if we're destined to." Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile, with a hint of anticipation and excitement in his eyes. "After all, I found interesting things in the ancient city, and I won't leave for a while. Maybe next time we meet, I can share my wonderful experience in the ancient city with you."

The tone was as if the so-called fun things were emitting endless charm, waiting for him to explore and conquer.

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Yun Yuyan's surprised and slightly angry reaction, and walked out of the room with brisk steps.

The sunlight shone through the window onto his body, giving him a layer of golden glow and casting a long shadow.

The shadow moved slowly on the ground and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving Yun Yuyan standing there alone.

Yun Yuyan was still tightly holding the piece of toilet paper in her hand. That was the item Xiao Chen had used to demonstrate the so-called "clue".

She looked at the direction where Xiao Chen left with complicated eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

She didn't know what secrets were hidden in this seemingly ordinary toilet paper, nor did she know what changes it would bring to her and her company.

Is it an opportunity or a crisis? She was filled with doubts and uneasiness.

On the other side, just as Xiao Chen was about to return to his artistic villa located in the prosperous area of ​​the ancient city, a crisp and messy sound of high heels crushing water suddenly came from the originally quiet alley.

The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet alley, as if it was an unexpected melody played by fate.

Two figures stumbled through the crowd of onlookers and appeared in Xiao Chen's sight.

The girl walking in front has a light figure, like a moving ink painting.

She was wearing a white baseball cap with the brim pulled down low, but it still couldn't hide her delicate face.

Against the backdrop of twilight, her eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a frightened butterfly, casting fan-shaped shadows on her cheeks, adding a touch of mysterious beauty.

Following behind her was a short-haired girl wearing overalls.

Her hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks, looking a little messy, and the strawberry hairpin hanging on her chest was also tilted to one side, making her look a little disheveled.

But her eyes revealed a stubborn and unyielding spirit, and she followed closely behind the girl in front of her, as if she was guarding something important. The originally bustling street seemed to have been muted by an invisible big hand, and suddenly it was so quiet that one could hear the crisp sound of the bamboo sticks of the candied haws colliding.

The crisp sound echoed in the silent air, as if it were a note frozen in time.

In this silence, a young girl appeared at the corner of the street.

She is like a star falling from the night sky, carrying a mysterious and charming aura.

The girl's off-shoulder sweater fits softly against her skin, which in the dim light seems to be wrapped in a layer of moonlight, emitting a soft and charming luster.

A silver ornament in the shape of a ginkgo leaf hung gently on her collarbone, swaying rhythmically with her rapid breathing, as if telling of her inner anxiety and uneasiness.

She was wearing a pair of tight jeans that perfectly outlined her smooth leg lines, and every step she took was accompanied by a lively rhythm.

She was wearing a pair of clean white shoes, the toes of which were still stained with mud from the suburbs, as if she had just accidentally entered this world from a secret garden full of vitality and mystery, like an elf who was not of this world.

The girl's eyes quickly scanned the street and finally stopped on Xiao Chen.

She stared at him intently, her eyes startlingly bright, as if hiding two flames that were about to go out but struggling desperately, flashing a desperate yet blazing light in the darkness.

She walked forward a few steps, stopped in front of Xiao Chen, and looked at him carefully for a long time, as if she wanted to engrave every inch of his face and every expression in her heart.

"Can you really heal a dying person?" The girl's voice finally broke the suffocating silence. The last tone trembled slightly, with an urgency like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood.

In that voice, there was doubt, expectation, and more importantly, a kind of despair of having nowhere else to go.

Xiao Chen was stunned by this sudden question, and doubts arose in his heart.

Who spread the news that he could treat illnesses and now people come to him for treatment?

His originally relaxed body tensed up instantly. He subconsciously straightened his back which was hot from the sun, and a hint of vigilance was revealed in his eyes.

His eyes fell on the girl's wrist, and he saw a fresh red mark on the inside of her wrist, like a mark left by a rope, which was particularly glaring on her fair skin.

Xiao Chen frowned and asked, "Who told you that I can cure diseases?"

"Uncle Ma told me, can you come with me?" The girl seemed to have grabbed the last straw, suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly grasped Xiao Chen's wrist.

The temperature of her fingertips was surprisingly low, as if they were stretched out from an ice cellar, bringing a bone-chilling chill.

Her nails were trimmed neatly and rounded, but because she used too much force, she pinched Xiao Chen's skin and left a shallow crescent shape.

"My father can't wait until tomorrow's sunrise." The girl's voice was filled with tears, and her body was shaking slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow her down. (End of this chapter)