My Ares Son-in-Law

Jin Lang practically dragged Ming Cheng away, and the two of them hurriedly retreated from the bar area in a disheveled state.

They staggered and nearly fell several times, but they didn't care about that now; all they wanted was to get away from this place that terrified them as quickly as possible.

Jin Lang then immediately gave a stern look to the security personnel and waiters around him.

The security personnel and waiters instantly understood his meaning. They quickly sprang into action, some shouting to maintain order, while others began guiding the surrounding crowd to disperse.

Their movements were swift and orderly, and in no time, the originally crowded people gradually dispersed, ensuring that nothing else disturbed Mr. Xiao.

Throughout the entire process, Jin Lang kept his eyes fixed on Xiao Chen, fearing that his arrangements might not satisfy Xiao Chen. He only breathed a sigh of relief after the crowd had completely dispersed, but his body was still trembling slightly from the tension.

A conflict that was originally tense, with the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and almost drawing blood, like a storm about to break out, suddenly subsided in a dramatic way that no one had expected, to everyone's astonishment.

The intense atmosphere was instantly shattered by an invisible hand, vanishing without a trace, leaving only a group of people stunned and still immersed in the shock and fear they had just experienced.

Fortunately, there weren't too many guests in the Qinren Club at this time, and most of them were of high status, experienced in the ways of the world, and skilled at reading people.

They knew that at such a sensitive time, it was better to avoid trouble. If they were to accidentally get caught up in this unknown storm, it would likely bring them endless trouble.

Otherwise, the impact of today's events will spread at an even more alarming rate, and may become the talk of the town in high society tomorrow, even triggering a series of unpredictable chain reactions.

Gradually, a strange yet tacit understanding emerged throughout the luxurious hall.

The dazzling crystal chandelier in the hall still emitted a soft and bright light, illuminating the entire space in a magnificent manner. However, at this moment, the light seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force, becoming somewhat oppressive.

An invisible vacuum zone was formed within a ten-meter radius of the bar where Xiao Chen was located.

The bar area, which was originally filled with exquisite wine glasses and high-end beverages, now appeared unusually deserted.

Apart from Xiao Chen, who was still sitting on the high stool, and Qin Lingling, who was still in shock, no one else dared to easily step into this circle.

As if under a spell, the people around unconsciously kept their distance from the area, and no one dared to sit down comfortably, as if the person sitting on the high stool was not a person, but a ferocious beast that might erupt at any moment.

It was as if an invisible, powerful aura emanated from Xiao Chen, spreading outwards in waves like a surging tide.

His aura was cold and imposing, causing people to hesitate and feel awe.

Everyone could feel the immense pressure, as if anyone who approached that area would be crushed by that force.

Some people who had originally wanted to get closer to watch the excitement stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with fear and hesitation.

"Mr. Xiao, you..." Qin Lingling only realized how terrifying the man in front of her was at this moment.

Her once fair face still bore a trace of lingering fear, and her eyes were filled with complex emotions: awe, doubt, and a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the words, like a flock of playful birds, hovered and circled around her lips, never finding their way out. In the end, she tightly closed her mouth, swallowing back the words she hadn't uttered.

For some reason, a strong thought grew wildly in her mind like weeds: the Qin family's current predicament, which seemed doomed to perish, was like a heavy mountain, making it hard for the entire Qin family to breathe. Perhaps only this unfathomable young man in front of her had the ability to turn things around.

He was like a beacon in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to the Qin family.

But... why should the other party help her Qin family?

They are not related, and her father even just called her to ask her to sever ties with Xiao Chen, fearing she might get into unnecessary trouble.

Thinking of this, Qin Lingling's eyes dimmed again, her heart filled with helplessness and confusion.

She stole a glance at Xiao Chen, only to see him still sitting there quietly, his eyes calm and deep, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

Qin Lingling had no idea what this mysterious man was thinking, nor did she know where the Qin family's future would lead.

Not long after, He Haiyue, the woman who had been wearing a red evening gown and whose beauty was as stunning as a rose blooming in the dark night, seemed to have gone through countless struggles and agonizing thoughts before finally mustering up her courage.

She gently pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingers, which were painted with bright red nail polish, adjusted her posture, and then walked towards the bar with a "tap tap tap" sound in her high heels, which were at least ten centimeters high.

The crisp sound of footsteps seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet hall, each step resonating in everyone's hearts.

She walked to the bar, her gaze lingering for a moment on the empty seat next to Qin Lingling. She hesitated for a moment, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, as if she were making a difficult decision.

In the end, she gently pulled over a chair and slowly sat down, her movements elegant yet slightly deliberate.

She gently bit her luscious red lips, as if they were an enticing cherry, making one want to kiss them.

Her beautiful eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, glanced at Xiao Chen, who was calmly sipping his wine.

She cleared her throat slightly, her voice carrying a deliberate softness, like a spring breeze gently brushing against one's ear: "Mr. Xiao, I was very rude just now, and my words inadvertently offended you."

"As you know, women sometimes just don't know what they're talking about, so please don't take it to heart."

"This humble woman sincerely apologizes to you."

As she spoke, she leaned forward slightly, and her already low-cut red evening gown now exuded a fatal allure, as if silently proclaiming her charm.

She tried to use her beauty as a test and a bargaining chip to see how this mysterious man would react.

However, Xiao Chen remained as cold as a statue, not even lifting his eyelids.

His gaze remained fixed on the amber liquid swirling in the glass, which shimmered captivatingly under the light, as if the entire world had shrunk to just him and that glass of wine. (End of Chapter)