My Ares Son-in-Law

Even so, Xiao Chen actually... actually had the leisure to sit down and enjoy his wine?!

Xiao Chen walked unhurriedly to the bar, his eyes scanning the rows of exquisite wine bottles. Then, he stretched out his slender fingers, gently picked up a bottle of enticing red wine, skillfully uncorked it, and slowly poured the wine into a stemmed glass.

The red wine shimmered with a captivating luster under the light, like fresh blood.

He picked up the wine glass, swirled it gently to coat the inside of the glass with a layer of wine, then brought it to his nose, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if savoring the aroma of the red wine.

Then, he took a small sip, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a satisfied expression, as if he were not in a dangerous situation, but at a luxurious private party.

Who the hell is this person?!

The crowd looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief and deep confusion.

Is he mentally unstable?

To have the leisure to enjoy wine at such a tense and dangerous moment is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Is he a mentally deranged madman who has no idea how dangerous his situation is?
Or... has its background become so powerful that it can completely disregard the Ming family, the Qin people's club, and even the rules?

In this realistic society, rules are often used to constrain ordinary people, while for those with powerful backgrounds and influence, rules may just be a piece of waste paper that can be torn up at will.

If his background is truly that powerful, then he is naturally fearless and doesn't take the Ming family and Qinren Club seriously at all.

He Haiyue's delicate body trembled slightly, and the fear in her heart grew stronger with each passing moment, as if a chill ran from the soles of her feet straight to her head.

She felt her legs were going weak and she could barely stand, so she had to hold onto the table next to her tightly.

She tried hard to recall, and the previous scenes kept flashing through her mind. Qin Lingling seemed to have always referred to that man as "Mr. Xiao"...

But when did such a terrifying person with the surname Xiao appear in the ancient city?

In her memory, she had heard of most of the prominent figures in the ancient city, but this "Mr. Xiao" was like a mysterious figure who suddenly appeared in their lives without any warning, and even caused such a huge uproar.

She couldn't help but move closer to Qin Lingling, whose face was ashen. Qin Lingling's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were filled with fear and confusion, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

He Haiyue lowered her voice, which trembled slightly with nervousness, and asked softly, "Lingling... who... who exactly is he?"

"He's caused such a huge mess, hitting Mingcheng, who is the Ming family's precious darling. What he did is a slap in the face to the entire Ming family!"

"The Ming family is a force to be reckoned with in the ancient city; they'll make the whole city tremble if they stomp their feet. They definitely won't let this go!"

"We will definitely use all our connections and means to retaliate against him and make him pay a heavy price."

"But why is he still so calm? It's as if none of this concerns him."

"He...he's not from the ancient city, is he?"

“If they were from the ancient city, they would know the power of the Ming family and wouldn’t do something so impulsive.”

At this moment, Qin Lingling felt as if her mind was a tangled mess stirred up by a raging wind, her heart in utter turmoil.

Her gaze swept frantically across the room, finally settling on Xiao Chen, who sat calmly sipping his wine. Xiao Chen held the elegant stemmed glass, gently swirling the rich, ruby-red wine within, then took a graceful sip. His face showed no sign of panic or tension, as if everything around him was irrelevant; he was simply in the midst of a tranquil wine tasting event.

But in the blink of an eye, her gaze fell on Mingcheng, who was groaning in pain in a pool of blood.

Mingcheng's once neat and clean clothes were now stained crimson with blood. He was curled up on the ground, his body convulsing, his hands weakly covering his wounds, and he was making weak but painful groans. The sound was like a sharp blade, piercing Qin Lingling's heart again and again.

Looking around again, the security personnel stared at them menacingly, their eyes revealing vigilance and ferocity, as if they would pounce on them like hungry wolves at the first opportunity.

Qin Lingling felt a sudden dizziness, and her vision began to blur. She felt her legs go weak and she could barely stand. She could only hold onto the table next to her tightly to keep from falling.

She panicked like a lost fawn in the forest, frantically pulling her phone out of her bag, her fingers trembling uncontrollably from nervousness, nearly dropping it several times.

The first thing she thought of was calling her grandfather. In her heart, her grandfather had always been the omnipotent person who could shelter her from the wind and rain.

She waited expectantly for the call to connect, her eyes glued to the phone screen, muttering to herself, "Grandpa, answer the phone, answer the phone..."

However, the phone call ended with a "cannot be connected" message. The cold tone was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the glimmer of hope that had just ignited in her heart.

Qin Lingling's heart sank suddenly, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss.

Without the slightest hesitation, she quickly dialed her father's number with trembling fingers.

As soon as the call connected, her urgent voice, choked with sobs, burst forth like a flood: "Dad! Something terrible has happened!"

"Mr. Xiao beat Ming Cheng of the Ming family to the point of near death at the Qinren Club!"

"Dad, can you think of a way..."

“Mr. Xiao is usually very good to me, and there might be some misunderstanding in this matter. We can’t just stand by and watch something happen to him…”

Before she could finish speaking, a cold and impatient voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice was like a thunderclap, making Qin Lingling's ears hurt. Even He Haiyue, who was next to her, could vaguely hear it.

"Is it Xiao Chen?"

"Lingling! Let me tell you, the Qin family is in dire straits right now, and we absolutely cannot afford to get into trouble!"

"You know how powerful the Ming family is in the ancient city. They are like a sleeping lion. Once they are angered, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"We cannot afford the wrath of the Ming family!"

"You immediately distance yourself from him and stay away! Don't get involved!"

"His life or death is none of my Qin family's business! Let him fend for himself!"

The father's voice held no pity or hesitation; it was eerily unfamiliar. (End of Chapter)