My Ares Son-in-Law

His gaze seemed to see right through people's hearts, making the three members of the Liu family feel that their thoughts were completely exposed under Xiao Chen's watchful eyes.

Immediately, Xiao Chen shifted slightly, reached out his right hand, and carefully took out a thin kraft paper document bag from the inner pocket of his tracksuit.

The document bag looked ordinary, with a dull color and even some wear and tear on the corners from frequent handling, making it appear somewhat old.

However, when Xiao Chen took it out, his movements were strangely solemn, as if the document bag contained something more important than the most precious treasures in the world.

Under the watchful eyes of Liu Jianming, Madam Liu, and Liu Yulian, Xiao Chen gently pinched the file bag with his long, strong fingers.

His fingers, like nimble dancers, moved steadily and slowly along the smooth, mirror-like surface of the mahogany coffee table.

His movements were unhurried and deliberate, and every subtle gesture revealed a sense of composure and confidence.

"despair."

With a soft sound, the file bag came to a steady stop within Liu Jianming's reach.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet living room, like a heavy hammer blow to Liu Jianming's heart.

Liu Jianming's gaze instantly became fixed on the inconspicuous brown paper bag, and his body suddenly stiffened as if he had been frozen in place!

His eyes were wide open, as if trying to see through the thin parchment to see what was inside.

Actually, he didn't need to look; he already knew what was inside.

Because Xiao Chen had previously solemnly told him that he needed to obtain this equity transfer agreement.

This agreement was like an insurmountable mountain to Liu Jianming, making it hard for him to breathe.

Over the past three days, he has used all his connections and resources, and tried every possible method, but he still has no clue and feels helpless.

He never expected that Mr. Xiao would resolve the matter in such a short time.

An immense, unbelievable ecstasy swept away Liu Jianming's composure in an instant, like a tsunami!

His breathing suddenly stopped, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.

His pupils dilated sharply, his eyes filled with shock and ecstasy.

His hand, reaching for the file folder, began to tremble uncontrollably, the trembling growing stronger and stronger, as if it were beyond his control.

His fingers twitched in the air, almost touching the file folder several times, but he pulled them back because he was too excited.

At this moment, he completely lacked the composure and calmness he usually displayed in the business world. He was like a child who had received a long-awaited gift, filled with joy and excitement.

The mahogany coffee table was polished to an extremely fine finish, its surface so smooth it could reflect a mirror, like an antique mirror, clearly showing Liu Jianming's slightly trembling fingers.

His fingers swayed uncontrollably like withered branches in the wind. His nails, which were neatly trimmed, were now white from excessive force, and the skin at his knuckles was taut, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

He carefully held the thin, translucent brown paper document bag, his movements as gentle as if he were touching the most fragile treasure in the world.

He carefully tore the bag open with trembling fingers, making a soft "ripping" sound that seemed particularly jarring in the quiet living room.

Then, he slowly pulled out a few pages of documents from inside. The rustling sound of the paper rubbing together was like fine needles, pricking his nerves one by one.

When his gaze fell upon the signature that pierced through the paper and the bright red fingerprint at the end of the document, Liu Jianming felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if he had been struck hard by an invisible electric current!

The signature was strong and powerful, carrying an undeniable air of dominance; and the bright red fingerprint, like a burning flame, seared his eyes. "Di Lang..."

He murmured the name, his voice low and hoarse, each syllable trembling with disbelief.

In the ancient city's business circles, who doesn't know the name of Di Lang?
It was an ancient fox that had been entrenched at the top of the Nanlai Group for thousands of years, cunning as a fox, greedy as a wolf, and with claws and teeth as sharp as blades in the cold night.

He controlled everything in the Nanlai Group, regarding this vast business empire as his own private domain and the cornerstone of his dynasty.

He meticulously planned and advanced step by step, dominating the business world with unparalleled skill, and no one dared to challenge him.

How could such a person willingly sign a document that is tantamount to handing over the country?

absurd!

This is even more absurd than the sun rising in the west!
Liu Jianming's mind was in chaos, with all sorts of thoughts surging in like a tide.

He recalled how he had spent the last three days running around, begging and pleading, and using all his connections and resources to secure this equity transfer agreement, but to no avail.

Mr. Xiao obtained this seemingly impossible document in just three days.

What astonishing methods and power are hidden behind this?

A chilling coldness crept up his spine, like a cold snake slowly crawling through his body.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as a hook, fixed on Xiao Chen, who was sitting not far away.

The young man sat there quietly, his eyes lowered as he played with his teacup, his posture as relaxed as if he were enjoying tea in his own backyard.

His fingers were long and slender, and he gently turned the teacup, causing the tea inside to ripple in small circles.

He was surrounded by a suffocating silence, like an unfathomable, icy pool, making it impossible to see through his thoughts.

"Om-"

Just then, Liu Jianming's phone screen, which was on the coffee table, suddenly lit up, emitting a piercing buzzing sound in the quiet living room.

The light, like a bolt of lightning in the darkness, instantly shattered the deathly silence of the room.

He subconsciously looked down and a cold news notification caught his eye:
[Breaking News! A massive explosion occurred on the rooftop of the Nanlai Group headquarters! Founder Di Lang has been confirmed dead at the age of 52! The fire is under control, and the police are investigating the cause...]

Liu Jianming's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to bulge out of their sockets.

His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't make a sound, as if an invisible hand was choking him.

This sudden news struck him like a bolt from the blue, completely stunning him.

He never expected that Di Lang would die at the same time he received the equity transfer agreement.

boom!
The few lines of shocking news text on the phone screen exploded in Liu Jianming's mind like a thunderbolt!

The enormous sound made his eardrums ache and his head buzz, as if the whole world was spinning in an instant.

His fingers, which had been gripping the document, tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force. The paper hissed and groaned under the strain, as if it were about to be torn to shreds at any moment. (End of Chapter)