My Ares Son-in-Law

"This time, thanks to the generous donation from an overseas collector, I was able to return to my homeland, to this land that once witnessed my glory and honor."

"The starting price is 50 million, and each bid must be at least 1 million higher."

After the auctioneer finished speaking, his gaze slowly swept across the entire room, awaiting the bids from the buyers.

Xiao Chen wasn't particularly interested in these jewels; his mind was entirely focused on the cultivation items that might appear later.

Those cultivation items played a crucial role in helping him improve his strength and explore higher realms.

However, just as the auctioneer was telling the story behind the bracelet, his body suddenly became excited, as if struck by an electric current!

His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his eyes flashed with a complex light, a mixture of surprise, anger, and a trace of indescribable pain.

After all, this was a gift that his wife, Jiang Meng, gave to someone else!

He and Jiang Meng were once so in love, and they spent countless wonderful times together.

But later, due to some unforeseen circumstances, they got separated.

Now, the appearance of this bracelet is like a key, unlocking the long-sealed door to his memories deep in his heart, allowing him to recall every moment he spent with Jiang Meng.

What puzzled him was that Zhou Keying, who was standing next to him, also seemed rather strange.

Originally dignified and elegant, her delicate body began to tremble uncontrollably, like a leaf swaying in a strong wind.

Her hands gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her face revealed an undisguised excitement and surprise.

Her eyes were fixed on the bracelet, as if trying to uncover some secret from it.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but wonder what kind of story existed between Zhou Keying and this bracelet.

Xiao Chen was immersed in the slightly tense atmosphere of the auction and his own chaotic thoughts when he heard a faint but heart-wrenching noise beside him. He turned his head in surprise.

Turning her head, she was surprised to find that Zhou Keying was no longer as calm and composed as usual.

Those bright, mischievous eyes, which seemed to hold countless little secrets and playful thoughts, were now brimming with tears, their rims red and swollen as if scorched by fire.

One by one, glistening tears, like pearls with broken strings, rolled silently down her smooth, delicate, and jade-white cheeks, dripping onto the back of her tightly clasped, slightly trembling hands, splashing up tiny teardrops.

Her once slender and delicate fingers were now white at the knuckles from excessive force, gripping the armrests of the chair tightly, with veins even showing on her knuckles from the exertion.

The armrest of the chair seemed to be her only lifeline in the turbulent sea of ​​emotions. She gripped it tightly, as if trying to hold herself still and prevent herself from being overwhelmed by the overwhelming emotions.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the bracelet on the stage, shimmering with the light of life.

Under the light, the bracelet shimmered with a strange and captivating luster, as if possessing an invisible magic that drew her soul to it.

Her eyes were incredibly complex. There was excitement, a burning flame that danced and flickered in her eyes; there was sorrow, a bottomless abyss that dimmed her gaze; there was disbelief, her eyes widened slightly, and her lips trembled gently, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing; and there was an indescribable, deep longing, a longing that grew wildly in her heart like vines, entwining her so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

She was so overwhelmed with grief that even breathing became difficult. Her chest heaved violently, each breath sounding like a strained animal gasping for breath.

Xiao Chen's gaze fell once again on the bracelet on the stage, named "Bracelet of Oath." The bracelet lay quietly on the tray, exuding a mysterious and noble aura, as if telling a story unknown to others.

He glanced at Zhou Keying, who was on the verge of a breakdown, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning, illuminating his previously muddled thoughts...

Could it be that the person Jiang Meng was giving the gift to, as the auctioneer mentioned, was actually Zhou Keying?

Once this thought arose, it was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in his heart.

But did Zhou Keying need to get so agitated?

Even if the bracelet was once a gift from Jiang Meng, why is her reaction so strong now that time has passed?

I really don't understand.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, his eyes filled with doubt and contemplation.

However, no matter what, he's determined to get his hands on this.

This bracelet is not just a precious item; it seems to hide many unknown secrets, and these secrets may be intricately connected to him, Jiang Meng, and even Zhou Keying.

Xiao Chen is determined to uncover the mystery behind this and obtain the "Bracelet of Oath".

"Sixty-nine million."

Inside the auction hall, the whispers that had been rising and falling instantly subsided, and everyone's eyes focused on the source of the sound.

A young playboy was seen reclining in his chair, his posture extremely languid.

He casually fiddled with the lustrous, finely carved jade thumb ring on his thumb with one hand, while slowly raising the number plate with the other.

He was wearing a custom Armani suit, perfectly tailored and made of exquisite fabric, with every detail showcasing its considerable value. Yet, on him, it inexplicably exuded a roguish and irreverent air.

His voice was languid, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a frivolous air of certainty, as if the "sixty-nine million" was nothing more than a small sum of money to him, not worth mentioning at all.

The bracelet on the stage, named "Bracelet of Oath," lay quietly on a black velvet tray, radiating a mysterious and captivating glow under the light.

This bracelet is no ordinary piece; it is the final work of the late international jewelry design master Edgar Foster.

Edgar Foster is a household name in the jewelry design world. His unique style blends the essence of Eastern and Western cultures, and each piece is a true work of art.

This "Bracelet of Vows" is the pinnacle of his artistic career, a masterpiece into which he poured all his heart and soul and talent.

The master's last work inherently possesses immeasurable artistic value and collectible significance; for those passionate about jewelry collecting, it is undoubtedly a rare and highly sought-after treasure. (End of Chapter)