My Ares Son-in-Law

"it is good!"

A glint flashed in Wang Kun's eyes, a light like lightning in the night sky, instantly illuminating his face.

He straightened his training clothes, which were pure black with a giant, menacing dragon embroidered in gold thread, as if it were about to take flight at any moment.

He strode out of the courtyard with a powerful, steady stride, each step as if he were stepping on the heart of the earth.

His back was tall and majestic, like an unshakeable mountain.

"set off!"

"I have a premonition that today may be a major turning point in the fortunes of my Wang family for the next few decades!"

"The opening of Xunjiang Group hides a huge opportunity. We must seize this opportunity and lay a solid foundation for the future of the Wang family."

……

Sunlight streamed down in front of the magnificent gate of Xunjiang Group, casting a soft golden glow over the entire scene.

At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, the air seemed to be filled with a tense yet expectant atmosphere at this carefully chosen auspicious time for the opening.

On the wall to one side of the group's main gate hangs a gilded clock, its exquisite face shimmering with a captivating light in the sunlight.

At this moment, the hands of the clock precisely aligned with the twelve o'clock position, emitting a crisp "tick-tock" sound, as if the bell of fate had been tolled, announcing that the auspicious time had arrived.

Xiao Chen was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, the sharp lines of which accentuated his tall and straight figure. His eyes were calm and firm, exuding an undeniable confidence.

Liu Jianming was wearing a dark blue suit with a kind smile on his face, but behind that smile was a hint of worry.

The two of them, along with several other senior executives of the group, stood at the entrance covered with a red carpet, as vibrant as blood, which stretched all the way to the road, as if it were a road leading to success.

However, the entrance remained empty; apart from themselves, no one else set foot in this place that should have been "festive."

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting a corner of the red carpet, as if silently telling the story of the desolation of the place.

Outside the group, reporters from several media outlets, either having received word of the situation or having been specially arranged to come, quickly surrounded the area like sharks smelling blood.

They set up a barrage of cameras, all pointing them at the entrance of Xunjiang Group, as if trying to capture every single detail.

The reporters wore undisguised excitement and curiosity, their eyes gleaming with greed, as if they were waiting for a spectacular show to unfold.

They whispered among themselves, their voices not loud, but full of speculation and discussion.

Some reporters' pens flew across notebooks, jotting down every possible news point; others typed headlines directly on their phone screens, using extremely harsh and sensational language.

[The most hilarious company in history has appeared! The opening ceremony was deserted; the owner must be crying in the bathroom!]

[The tragedy of being targeted! Xunjiang Group faced a cold reception upon opening; what lies ahead?]

[Has Xunjiang Group been cursed by the heavens? The auspicious time has arrived, yet no one is there to celebrate. What deity did they offend?]

[The most foolish start! Xunjiang Group's reckless opening is destined to become a laughing stock in business history!]

Not far away, Wang Haishan, dressed in an expensive casual outfit, crossed his arms, leaned back slightly, and wore a gloating sneer on his face.

A malicious glint flashed in his small eyes, as if he were anticipating the utter failure of the Xunjiang Group. He turned his head slightly and whispered to Chen Ziyan, who was dressed stylishly and had an elegant demeanor, beside him:

“Miss Chen, the auspicious time has arrived. Look at this doorway, there’s not a soul in sight.”

"I don't think we need to waste any more time here in the cold wind. The outcome is already decided. Xunjiang Group is destined to become the laughing stock of the whole city today. Let's leave as soon as possible and find a warm place to have a cup of coffee."

Chen Ziyan gently wrapped her expensive shawl around her body. The delicate and soft material caressed her skin, but it failed to dispel the chill brought by the morning breeze of the ancient city.

The wind, like an invisible hand, gently stirred her hair and agitated her already impatient heart.

She had long since stopped wanting to stay at the entrance of Xunjiang Group; the place was deserted and quiet, a far cry from the bustling opening scene she had imagined.

The reason she endured her discomfort and stayed was simply to see with her own eyes what kind of despair and embarrassment would finally appear on Xiao Chen's face, which always carried confidence and composure.

In her eyes, Xiao Chen was like someone standing on the edge of a cliff, completely unaware of it, while she was a cold-blooded bystander, waiting to see him fall into the abyss.

Now it seems that the goal has been achieved. She can almost see the relentless ridicule of Xunjiang Group and Xiao Chen by the major news media that night. Those sharp headlines and sarcastic words are like sharp daggers that will pierce Xiao Chen's heart.

Her red lips curled slightly, revealing a smug smile, a smile as beautiful as fireworks blooming in the night sky, yet tinged with a hint of cruelty.

She turned around gracefully, her steps light yet resolute, ready to leave this oppressive "place of right and wrong."

However, just as she turned around, out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught sight of two slender and beautiful figures on a distant street corner, like two dazzling lights, each carrying an exquisite flower basket, walking steadily toward Xunjiang Group.

The flower basket was decorated with colorful flowers, so vibrant and fresh, as if spring had arrived here ahead of schedule.

Chen Ziyan's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into her mind.

She looked closely and blurted out:

It's Zhou Keying and Yun Yuyan!

"How...how did they get here?"

"Could they be here to support Xunjiang Group?"

Someone in the crowd gasped in surprise and disbelief.

The onlookers, who had been whispering and discussing amongst themselves, fell silent instantly, and all eyes turned to the two beautiful figures.

The appearance of two stunningly beautiful women, each with a distinct style, was like two pebbles thrown into still water, instantly creating ripples.

Zhou Keying wore a light blue long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a quiet orchid under the moon, cool and elegant.

Her eyes were clear and bright, with a faint sense of detachment, as if nothing in the world could move her heart.

Yun Yuyan, on the other hand, wore a fiery red dress, exuding passion and radiance like the March sun.

Her smile was bright and sweet, like a ray of warm sunshine illuminating every corner around her.

As they walked down the red carpet, every step seemed to resonate in people's hearts.

Her outstanding temperament and appearance immediately made her the focus of everyone's attention, completely overshadowing the onlookers. (End of Chapter)