My Ares Son-in-Law

Zhou Fenfang's gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing through the chaotic crowd. Among them were her equally shaken subordinates, curious employees of Xunjiang Group, and a few passersby whispering among themselves.

But in her eyes, there was only Xiao Chen, who still looked calm and even a little too young.

Xiao Chen stood there, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his face showing no trace of pride or arrogance. His calm expression made it seem as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him, or as if everything was under his control.

That look in his eyes was incredibly complex, like a pot of boiling stew, with all sorts of emotions churning within it.

She was shocked, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. She never imagined that Xiao Chen would receive such attention from Wang Kun.

She was puzzled, like a tangled mess that she couldn't untangle no matter how hard she tried. She couldn't understand what was so special about Xiao Chen that made the Wang family support him so strongly.

She harbored resentment, a resentment that burned fiercely in her heart like a raging fire. She hated Xiao Chen for ruining her plans and causing her to suffer such a humiliating disgrace.
Fear gripped her like a ghost in the darkness, clinging tightly to her. She feared that Xiao Chen possessed a powerful force behind him that she could not contend with.

There was also a lingering, immense sense of bewilderment, like being adrift in a vast ocean, unable to find direction. She didn't know which way to go in the future, or how to face this sudden change.

A question, like a dream, echoed repeatedly in her chaotic mind, deafeningly loud, as if it would burst her skull: "This Xiao Chen... what... exactly is his background?!"

This problem, like a sharp thorn, was deeply embedded in her heart, causing her immense pain.

At the entrance of Xunjiang Group, the aftershocks of the thrilling confrontation had not yet completely dissipated.

The air still seemed to carry a chilling tension, like sharp knives cutting into people's faces; the invisible pressure from the clash of power was pervasive, like a huge stone pressing on everyone's heart, making it hard to breathe.

Some of the people around were still whispering and discussing what had just happened; others were carefully observing Xiao Chen and Zhou Fenfang, afraid of missing any detail.

Xiao Chen stood quietly in place, his posture as upright as an unyielding general.

His eyes were calm and deep, as if they held endless secrets.

Everything that had just happened, including the meaningful conversation between Wang Kun and Zhou Fenfang, naturally reached his ears without missing a single word.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile that seemed to carry a hint of confidence and composure.

Xiao Chen understood perfectly well why the Wang family had so clearly and even urgently chosen to stand on his side.

He was like a master chess player, having already seen through the situation on the board.

This was by no means an impulsive decision. The Wang family, or rather Wang Kun himself, was like a shrewd businessman who made a crucial and extremely accurate investment in the future after careful consideration.

They saw the immense value and limitless potential hidden within Xiao Chen, and knew that befriending him would bring unexpected benefits to the Wang family.

Therefore, they chose to stand on Xiao Chen's side without hesitation, even if it might offend some other forces.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, a sigh filled with admiration and recognition for Wang Kun.

This Wang Kun, who has been able to stand firmly in the complex and chaotic power structure of the Western Region, and who has remained unmoved through countless storms and open and covert struggles, truly possesses extraordinary abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.

In this delicate game between the Zhou family and Xiao Chen, Wang Kun made the decision to bet on Xiao Chen almost in the blink of an eye. This decisiveness was like a sharp sword, drawn decisively at the crucial moment, cutting through all hesitation and doubt.

It should be noted that the Zhou family has deep roots and a huge influence in the western region. Choosing to stand with Xiao Chen is undoubtedly risking making enemies of the Zhou family.

Wang Kun's decisiveness and courage are truly admirable.

Moreover, his keen insight into opportunities is like the brightest star in the night sky, dazzling and precise.

He seemed to be able to see through layers of fog and discern the hidden truth and future trajectory of events.

He knew perfectly well that Xiao Chen was no ordinary person and had unlimited possibilities and enormous potential for the future.

Befriending Xiao Chen is like holding a key to unlock a treasure trove of the future, bringing countless benefits and opportunities to the Wang family.

This vision is truly extraordinary, befitting a ruthless and ambitious leader, possessing the grand vision to navigate turbulent times and control the overall situation.

Although Xiao Chen was well aware that Wang Kun's actions were driven by deep self-interest, after all, in this complex power struggle, there is no love or hate without a reason, and every decision could involve huge interests.

But he also knew that appearances still needed to be maintained, since social etiquette and reciprocity were also important aspects of maintaining relationships.

Xiao Chen remained calm and composed, his expression devoid of any emotion, as if nothing in the world could stir any ripples in his heart.

He simply turned his body slightly, slowly facing Wang Kun, and casually but politely cupped his hands in a gesture that was neither hurried nor slow, but just right.

Then, in a calm yet incredibly clear tone, he said, "I will remember the kindness of Patriarch Wang in coming today, and I thank you."

The voice was like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, clear and steady.

When Wang Kun heard Xiao Chen thank him, a look of surprise and delight immediately appeared on his face. His expression was like that of a child who had suddenly received a great surprise, with his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly agape, unable to close for a long time.

He hurriedly waved his hands vigorously, his hands waving in the air like two eager little birds, and replied in an urgent, even somewhat fearful tone, "Mr. Xiao!"

"You flatter me, Wang Kun, with your words!"

"Absolutely not, absolutely not!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, his eyes revealing genuine gratitude and lingering fear.

That gratitude was like the warm sun in winter, warm and sincere; that lingering fear was like a ghost in the darkness, constantly reminding him of the danger he had once faced.

"If it weren't for your special trip last time, pulling me back from that bizarre poison and fatal wound, I, Wang Kun, would have long since become a pile of bones, buried in that desolate borderland." (End of Chapter)