My Ares Son-in-Law

Zhou Fenfang asked directly in a cold voice, each word as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar, carrying a chilling coldness: "I only care about two things: First, whether Zhou Keying is pregnant or not!"
Secondly, what exactly is the background of that arrogant, ignorant poor boy?

Her voice echoed in the silent room like thunderclaps, making the middle-aged man's heart beat faster involuntarily.

The middle-aged man trembled almost imperceptibly, like a leaf shivering in the cold wind, clearly intimidated by his wife's undisguised rage.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and slowly slid down his cheeks, but he dared not reach out to wipe it away.

He dared not delay and immediately straightened his body, replying in the clearest possible voice: "Madam, according to our meticulous investigation of the timeline and the comprehensive medical examination report of the young lady we have reviewed, we can confirm that there are currently no signs of pregnancy."

but……"

Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Zhou Fenfang's tense expression eased slightly, like a tightly stretched rubber band loosening a little.

But that "however" immediately sharpened her gaze again, like two sharp daggers piercing straight at the middle-aged man.

Her voice rose sharply, carrying an unquestionable authority: "But what?"
explain! "

The voice was like a sharp sword, instantly piercing the tense atmosphere in the room.

The middle-aged man felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, making each swallow incredibly difficult.

He swallowed, the sound of the saliva rolling in his dry throat particularly clear in the quiet and oppressive room.

He braced himself, sweat rolling down his forehead and soaking his collar, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment, and continued to report: "However, Madam, Miss drank outside the night she left home. We conducted a detailed investigation at several bars she might have gone to, and the waiters there all confirmed that Miss did drink quite a lot that night."

She was subsequently picked up by a woman named Yun Yuyan.

Following the clues, we found Ms. Yun Yuyan's residence. After observing her discreetly and making inquiries, we indeed discovered that she had another male roommate living with her. After repeated verification, he is the very person you requested to be investigated.

Based on the partial surveillance footage we obtained, although the images are somewhat blurry, we can see that the woman and the man had relatively close contact. Combined with analysis of the surrounding environment, we cannot completely rule out the possibility of intimate behavior that night… Therefore, regarding whether pregnancy has occurred, we currently only have no indication of it based on the existing situation, but further observation is needed to make a final determination.”

"Slap!" Upon hearing this, Zhou Fenfang felt a surge of anger rush from the soles of her feet to her head, instantly igniting every cell in her body.

She suddenly swung her arm with astonishing force, and the expensive bottle of red wine on the coffee table in front of her was swept to the ground like a leaf caught in a whirlwind.

With a loud crash, the wine bottle shattered on the floor, and the crimson liquid splattered everywhere like gushing blood, splashing onto her skirt and the middle-aged man's suit trousers, but she didn't care about any of that at the moment.

Her fists clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her nails almost digging into her palms, but the excruciating pain did nothing to diminish her inner rage.

Her body trembled slightly with extreme anger, and her voice became chilling, as if it were a curse from the depths of hell: "If that vile thing really dares to defile Zhou Keying, to defile the noble bloodline of our Zhou family... I will make sure he dies a horrible death!"
I will make him pay a terrible price for what he has done!

Say!
"Just who is that kid?!" The middle-aged man trembled with fright and nodded hurriedly, his head bobbing like a chicken pecking at rice.

His tone became even more cautious, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth: "Madam, this person's background... is indeed quite strange."

We used every information channel and network we could think of, and sent out a large number of people to investigate. We searched almost every place he might appear, but the results were very disappointing. We could find almost no valuable background information about him.

His past seemed to be completely shrouded in a mysterious mist, or as if it had been completely erased by an invisible hand, or as if it had appeared out of thin air.

We have no idea where he came from or what his purpose was; it's all a huge mystery that leaves us completely baffled.

Zhou Fenfang's beautiful eyes, which were originally as calm as a deep lake, now flashed with a genuine surprise for the first time. That surprise was like a pebble thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples in her eyes.

She slightly raised her chin, her eyes filled with doubt and disbelief, and said, "How is this possible?"

The intelligence network you control is renowned in the industry, with its reach extending to almost every corner.

Even information about high-ranking military officials, which is protected by multiple layers of secrecy, can be gleaned from your methods and resources. How could you possibly get nothing out of a seemingly ordinary young man?
This is completely illogical.

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, pondered for a moment, quickly sorted through various clues and possibilities in his mind, and tried to organize his words to explain: "Madam's doubts are correct. Logically speaking, this situation should not have occurred."

But what we've presented so far is this perplexing result.

After extensive analysis and investigation, it is highly likely that all his information has been deliberately concealed or cleaned by someone using extremely high privileges.

The other party was skillful and cautious, leaving almost no obvious traces, which is why we have fallen into such a passive situation.

However, the lady was not entirely without a trace.

These days we've been like a group of persistent treasure hunters, not letting go of any tiny clue.

Based on scattered clues, such as his habits inadvertently revealed on certain occasions, and the clever coupling of specific time points, after repeated deliberation and verification, we have a bold conjecture... This person is very likely none other than Xiao Chen, the once renowned and awe-inspiring War God of the Dragon Kingdom.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fenfang's already slightly furrowed brows furrowed even more. She slowly leaned back against the soft sofa and fell into a brief silence.

The room was so quiet that the only sound was the ticking of the wall clock, as if time had frozen at that moment.

The name Xiao Chen was not unfamiliar to her.

Before the Age of Martial Arts began, he was a figure known to all, an undisputed hero of the Dragon Kingdom. (End of Chapter)