My Ares Son-in-Law

Chen Ziyan was very depressed and unhappy.

No matter how carefully she dressed up and deliberately tried to show off her charm in front of him; no matter how she created opportunities to try to get close to him and talk to him, he always remained indifferent and aloof, with even a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Her attempt to befriend them only resulted in whispers and ridicule from her classmates, making her the laughingstock of the entire medical school. During that period, every time she walked on campus, she felt that the eyes of those around her were full of mockery and ridicule, as if they were all pointing and talking about her.

Now, as time goes by, she thought that unbearable past had long been buried, but Xiao Chen has gone even further, once again trampling on her dignity!

Not only did he dare to use his invisible yet powerful aura to force her two well-trained and imposing bodyguards to kneel on the ground with a thud, the heavy sound of their kneeling being like a series of loud slaps to her face; now, he is even more audacious, daring to lay a hand on her, the daughter of the Chen family!

That powerful hand, like an iron clamp, gripped her neck tightly, and then with a forceful pull, lifted her up like a chick!
On this bustling street, amidst the comings and goings of people, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he brazenly humiliated her, causing her to lose face and dignity!

How dare he? !

Doesn't he know how to write the word "death"?!
In the ancient city, the Chen family is a force to be reckoned with; if they stomp their feet, the entire city will tremble.

The Chen family's influence is deeply entrenched, extending to various fields, including politics, business, and both the legitimate and underworld, where they have extensive connections and a powerful impact.

Doesn't he know what offending the Chen family means?!
That was a raging inferno, enough to crush him, his shabby club, and that bitch Zhou Keying, into dust like an ant being crushed!

He will die without a burial place, suffer the cruelest punishment in the world, and regret everything he did today!
"Uh...you...you actually...dared...to...touch...my...Chen..."

Chen Ziyan tried her best, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Xiao Chen's hand gripped her throat tightly, making each breath extremely difficult, as if a sharp knife was cutting her trachea.

Those few broken syllables, carrying her venomous curses and incredulous horror, trembled in the air.

Her face flushed rapidly due to lack of oxygen, as if it had been scorched by fire, and then turned bluish-purple, like a piece of cloth soaked in bruises.

Her eyes were wide open, bloodshot and seemingly about to burst, staring intently at Xiao Chen with a look of hatred and resentment.

Her vision blurred, and stars flashed before her eyes. She felt as if she were in an endless darkness, about to be swallowed up at any moment.

The shadow of death had never loomed so clearly; she seemed to see the candle of her own life flickering in the wind, about to be extinguished.

The immense pain of suffocation and the fear of impending death, like a cold, venomous snake, slowly crept up her spine, finally piercing through her hard shell called "nobility."

That outer shell was once her shield to protect her dignity and pride, and the capital that allowed her to act recklessly in this world.

But now, under the bite of this venomous snake, it became utterly vulnerable.

The pain and fear gnawed fiercely at her heart, making it feel as if countless needles were piercing it at the same time, causing her unbearable agony.

She wanted to struggle, to resist, but her body was as if frozen in place, unable to move, and she could only watch helplessly as death drew ever closer.

Scared!

At this moment, Chen Ziyan was truly afraid!

That fear, like a surging tide, spread rapidly from the soles of her feet to her entire body, completely engulfing her and leaving her nowhere to escape. She felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest, as if it were about to burst out of her chest, each beat accompanied by a sharp pain.

The man's eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, without a ripple or wave, yet unfathomable, as if concealing endless secrets and terrors.

There was no anger, no pleasure at her provocation, only a kind of indifference that regarded everything as worthless.

It was as if in his eyes, Chen Ziyan was nothing more than an insignificant ant, a bug that could be crushed at will, not worth the slightest bit of his emotion.

This indifference is more terrifying than anger and more chilling than hatred, because it means that she has no value in front of this man and no reason for him to care.

He is not human!

He is the devil!

This thought kept echoing in Chen Ziyan's mind.

She had never seen such a terrifying person, with such cold and ruthless eyes.

In her past life, the men around her either flattered her and tried to please her in every way, or they harbored ill intentions towards her and tried to take advantage of her.

But the man before her was completely beyond her comprehension. He was like an insurmountable mountain, a cold and hard iceberg, making her feel utterly desperate and helpless.

Just when Chen Ziyan thought she was about to be strangled to death, her consciousness about to sink into boundless darkness, as if she saw the gates of hell slowly opening towards her...

"Snapped!!!"

A crisp, loud slap that sent chills down your spine exploded like a thunderclap in the silent parking lot!

The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it could penetrate one's eardrums and reach the depths of one's soul.

The already quiet and somewhat oppressive parking lot became even more deathly silent after the loud slap, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.

Xiao Chen slapped him across the face with a swift and decisive motion, without the slightest hesitation or delay.

That slap, filled with his boundless anger and disgust, landed hard on Chen Ziyan's face, which was contorted with suffocation and terror.

His large, powerful hand slammed into Chen Ziyan's face like a heavy iron plate.

The force was so great that Chen Ziyan's head suddenly tilted to one side, as if it had been forcibly twisted by a tremendous force.

Her body swayed slightly as her head moved, and she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Her carefully styled hair was thrown into disarray and flew around like a flock of startled birds scattering in all directions.

On her fair cheek, a clear, swollen five-finger handprint appeared at a visible speed. The handprint was like an ugly mark, deeply imprinted on her face, proclaiming her current dishevelment and humiliation.

A streak of bright red blood slowly oozed from the corner of her split mouth, dripping down her chin and staining the front of her expensive suit a jarring crimson, like a blood-red flower blooming in the snow—a truly shocking sight. (End of Chapter)