My Ares Son-in-Law

Zhou Fenfang's eyes widened suddenly, as if she wanted to see every single number on the license plate. Her pupils contracted sharply, as if she had seen something that could never happen!

The combination of numbers and letters on that license plate was all too familiar to her; it was a special license plate that only the most powerful and wealthy could possess, representing supreme power and status.

In the western region, there are only a handful of people who own this kind of license plate, and each of them is a big shot who can make the whole province tremble with a stomp of his foot.

She never expected that such a person would appear here, especially arriving in such a car.

The license plate was... a string of numbers and letters with special markings, shimmering with a mysterious and noble light in the sunlight, as if it were the mark of some kind of invisible power!
"This...this license plate..."

Zhou Fenfang murmured unconsciously, her voice becoming dry from extreme shock, as if it had been sanded.

She felt her throat was dry, as if a fire was burning inside, making each swallow extremely difficult.

Throughout the entire western region, this license plate is legendary, a symbol of top power and status!
It's like a key to unlock the halls of power; possessing it means having the ability to command influence in this region.

This is no longer something that can be obtained simply by having money. Even if you are as rich as a country, without the corresponding status and background, you can only look on with envy at this license plate.

The implications behind this are enough to send chills down the spine of anyone who knows the inside story!
The forces behind it are like an invisible mountain, pressing down on people and making it hard to breathe. Once touched, it could trigger an unpredictable storm.

She tried hard to search her memory, which was like an old photo album covered in the dust of time, requiring careful searching to find the picture she wanted.

She vaguely remembered that many years ago, Jiangnan Province seemed to have gifted this license plate, which held special significance, to a family...

A family that even the Zhou family has to look up to...

That family was like a dazzling star, shining brightly in the sky of power, while their Zhou family, although they were also considered prominent, were like weak fireflies in front of that family, and could not be compared at all.

Which family is it?
For a moment, she couldn't quite recall what it was, but she felt a chill creep up her spine, as if a cold snake was slowly crawling down her back.

The chill spread from her spine throughout her body, making her shiver involuntarily.

The names of various families flashed through her mind, but she rejected them all, as none of them were qualified to possess such an extraordinary license plate.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the Bentley Mulsanne with its outrageous license plate, like a noble king, slowly drove towards the entrance of Xunjiang Group.

Its tires made a slight sound as they rubbed against the ground, as if announcing its arrival to the world.

Finally, the prestigious vehicle came to a smooth stop in the open space in front of Xunjiang Group, like a giant ship docked in a harbor, exuding an inviolable aura.

The driver opened the car door respectfully, his movements so careful, as if he were opening a priceless treasure.

The driver bent slightly, a fawning smile on his face, and gently held the car door with both hands, as if welcoming a distinguished guest.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a custom-made dark blue suit and with a tall, straight posture, slowly stepped out of the car.

His suit was impeccably tailored, every line perfectly proportioned, highlighting his noble status and extraordinary temperament. His face exuded a refined yet authoritative air, and his deep eyes were like a bottomless lake, making it impossible to discern his inner thoughts.

His eyebrows were thick and neat, slightly raised, as if to proclaim his confidence and authority.

His lips were tightly closed, conveying an undeniable firmness.

Unlike the other guests, he did not carry large flower baskets, which, although ornate, might have seemed too tacky to him.

He casually held a small, exquisite corsage made of white magnolia flowers and green leaves. The corsage was like a fine work of art, emitting a faint fragrance.

His demeanor exuded a composure and ease befitting someone accustomed to a high position, as if everything was under his control. He didn't need to deliberately show anything; his nobility and authority were palpable.

When Xiao Chen and Zhou Keying's gazes focused on the middle-aged man who stepped out of the Bentley Mulsanne, and they finally saw his chiseled, resolute, and dignified face, Zhou Keying felt a buzzing in her head, as if she had been hit hard on the head with a club.

She gasped sharply, the breath coming in quick, forceful gasp, as if she were trying to draw all the surrounding air into her lungs.

Immediately afterwards, her originally upright and delicate body swayed almost imperceptibly, like a delicate flower swaying in a gale, which could be blown over at any moment.

Her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if she wanted to tear the hem of her clothes apart.

Those beautiful eyes were now filled with extreme shock and horror. Her once bright eyes were now wide open, as if she had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world. The whites of her eyes were bloodshot, as if telling of the fear in her heart.

She recognized this person!
That face was as if it had been etched into the depths of her memory, and even after several years, it remained as clear as if it had happened yesterday.

Several years ago, she accompanied her father to a high-level dinner party in the western region.

It was an extremely luxurious event. The banquet hall was brightly lit, and the light from the crystal chandeliers was like a dream. Celebrities from all walks of life strolled around, chatting and laughing.

She had seen this person once from afar at that banquet.

At the time, the atmosphere at the banquet was lively, and everyone was enjoying the pleasure brought by the feast.

However, out of nowhere, an arrogant fellow suddenly appeared. It seemed that someone had offended him or said something disrespectful to him, but she couldn't remember the specific details.

All I remember is that the person's tone was extremely arrogant, completely unaware of the kind of person I was facing.

Shortly thereafter, a significant upheaval occurred within the power structure of the western region.

The earthquake came suddenly and violently, like a storm sweeping through the entire forest of power.

Several influential figures disappeared as a result. They had once wielded great power and were admired by many, but in the blink of an eye, they vanished without a trace, like bubbles.

Their family businesses collapsed one after another, their once glorious enterprises vanishing in an instant; their political influence was also uprooted, and their former power disappeared without a trace. (End of this chapter)