My Ares Son-in-Law

The fake smile that Zhou Fenfang had been carefully maintained to conceal her true emotions had now completely frozen.

Like a frozen, eerie image, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, yet he could no longer muster even a natural smile.

Her eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.

Those once bright and cunning eyes were now wide open, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets, staring intently in a certain direction.

It was as if I had seen the most terrifying and unbelievable thing in the world.

When Xiao Chen saw her like this, he immediately understood, as if he had suddenly found a ray of light in the darkness and realized many things that he had not noticed before.

It seems that Wang Li, who came uninvited, is far more powerful and influential than he had previously estimated!

Even Zhou Fenfang, who is usually arrogant and domineering in all situations, as if the whole world revolves around her, showed such a loss of composure, which shows how much influence Wang Li has.

It is absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.

At this moment, the atmosphere at the entrance of Xunjiang Group became subtle and tense, like a string stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.

People around seemed to sense the unusual atmosphere, and they all slowed down and lowered their voices.

They carefully observed their surroundings, afraid of accidentally getting into trouble.

Wang Li was walking with steady and powerful steps, holding tightly the small but meaningful white magnolia corsage in his hand.

This corsage is as white as snow, with a warm luster on its petals, as if it were carved from the purest jade.

He planned to personally pin the corsage to Xiao Chen's chest as a sign of the highest level of recognition and support.

This is an unprecedented honor in the history of Xunjiang Group.

However, he had only taken two steps forward when his sharp, hawk-like gaze suddenly fixed on the doorway.

There, a white jade Pixiu with a split belly, deliberately placed there, gleamed with an ominous, pale luster under the direct sunlight.

This Pixiu has a bizarre shape; its belly appears to have been torn apart by a powerful force, revealing a hollow darkness inside.

It sends chills down one's spine.

Wang Li's face darkened almost instantly, like the sky before a storm, with dark clouds rapidly gathering and completely obscuring the bright sunshine.

His brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes revealed anger and disgust, as if this white jade Pixiu with a split belly was the most filthy and evil thing in the world.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to burst into a roar, but he forcibly held back.

The oppressive atmosphere made everyone around feel an invisible pressure, as if the air had become thin and it was hard to breathe.

On the auspicious day of the grand opening, someone actually sent such an ominous object, maliciously damaging the feng shui of the business!

This isn't some kind of congratulatory visit, is it?

They're clearly here to cause trouble; it's a complete provocation and a curse!

A surge of anger welled up in Wang Li's heart, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to burn everything around it to ashes. Having long held a high position in the complex power and business world, Wang Li had witnessed countless people and endured numerous conspiracies and schemes.

In his eyes, all sorts of underhanded and dirty tricks and shady dealings were commonplace and nothing new.

Without much thought, his cold gaze, like a high-intensity searchlight, with an undeniable sharpness, immediately locked onto his target in the bustling crowd.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a gray Zhongshan suit. At this moment, his eyes were darting around, glancing left and right, as if searching for a place to hide.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks, shimmering faintly under the lamplight.

He tried to shrink his body behind the crowd, attempting to hide himself, like a rat that couldn't stand the light, trying to escape the hunter's pursuit in the dark.

His guilty look was practically an admission of guilt; anyone with eyes could tell he had something to hide.

Upon seeing this, Wang Li couldn't help but let out a cold snort, a sound that seemed to come from an ice cellar, carrying a chilling aura.

He temporarily abandoned his original plan to pin a corsage on Xiao Chen. In his opinion, this sneaky guy in front of him obviously needed to be dealt with more.

He then casually yet solemnly placed the small but exquisite white magnolia flower in his hand on the ceremonial table covered with red velvet next to him.

The bright red velvet fabric stood out vividly against the pure white magnolia blossoms, as if silently foreshadowing an impending conflict.

Then, Wang Li took a steady yet imposing stride.

His footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, yet they seemed to carry an invisible force, each step seemingly coinciding with the heartbeats of the crowd.

The air around him seemed to stagnate, affected by his footsteps, making it difficult to breathe.

People spontaneously made way for him, their eyes following his every move with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness, wondering what would happen next.

Finally, Wang Li stopped just a step away from the middle-aged man.

He was tall and imposing, looking down at the other man like an insurmountable mountain, making the middle-aged man feel incredibly small and insignificant.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a cold, hard quality, like metal clashing against stone, as if an ice pick pierced the bone, sending chills down one's spine: "Did you send this?"

The middle-aged man felt an invisible, immense pressure, like a mountain, pressing down on him, almost suffocating him.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his head drooped even lower, almost burying itself in his chest.

His lips trembled incessantly, as if he wanted to say something to defend himself, but his throat felt as if something was blocking it, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He could only stare intently at the tips of his shoes, as if there were some secret there that could save him.

He tried to get away with silence and feigning deafness, but his trembling body and nervous expression had already betrayed his inner fear and panic.

Are you deaf? Or mute?

Wang Li's eyebrows shot up sharply, his eyes so sharp they seemed to pierce through people's hearts. A cold, emotionless smile curved his lips, like icicles hanging from the eaves in winter, exuding a chilling aura and carrying undisguised contempt.

Having held a high position for many years, he had seen all sorts of situations. In his eyes, this timid middle-aged man was nothing more than a nobody, not worthy of being mentioned. (End of Chapter)