My Ares Son-in-Law

Chen Ziyan didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, as if the tearful and disheveled Wang Haishan in front of her was just an insignificant ant, not worth her even a second glance.

She merely frowned slightly, and the disgust that instantly gathered between her brows was like a biting winter wind, sending chills down one's spine.

The bodyguards around her were all battle-hardened and highly trained experts who naturally understood their mistress's intentions.

One of the burly bodyguards, a sharp glint in his eyes, stepped forward without hesitation and shoved Wang Haishan away.

The force was so great that Wang Haishan had no time to react. He fell to the ground in a sorry state, like a kite with a broken string.

His body slammed hard against the hard ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and he was instantly covered in dust, looking as miserable as could be.

"roll!"

Chen Ziyan sat in the car, her eyes cold and ruthless, as if her voice came from the deepest hell, uttering a single word in a cold and resolute tone.

The voice, devoid of any emotion, was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Wang Haishan's heart.

Then, she slowly raised the car window, her movements elegant yet indifferent, as if she were completely shutting out Wang Haishan and all his hopes.

The black sedan, like a black beast, roared with a deep, powerful sound from its engine, its tires screeching against the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust as it sped away.

All that remained was the pungent exhaust fumes and a chilling despair, permeating the air.

Wang Haishan slumped to the ground, staring blankly in the direction the car had disappeared, as if his soul had been ripped out, his mind a complete blank.

The world around him became blurry and distant in his eyes, as if the whole world was collapsing before his very eyes.

His first reaction told him with absolute clarity—it's over!
Wang Haishan is completely finished!
Having lost the Chen family, once an unshakeable backer, and having completely offended Liu Jianming and Xiao Chen, two powerful figures in the ancient city, he will have nowhere to stand in the city anymore. What awaits him is endless darkness and despair.

Just then, a shadow loomed over him like a dark cloud.

He suddenly raised his head, and through his cloudy, tear-filled eyes, he saw Liu Jianming's expressionless face.

That face, at this moment, was both familiar and strange to him, as if it carried an invisible sense of oppression, making him feel extremely fearful.

As if grasping at the last straw, Wang Haishan instantly burst forth with astonishing speed, lunging forward with both hands and feet.

He desperately clung to Liu Jianming's calves with both hands, the veins bulging from the force, as if he were pouring all his strength into them.

His voice was hoarse and desperate, with a hint of a sob, as he pleaded, "Brother Jianming! Brother Jianming! We brothers have struggled together for so many years, through thick and thin!"

"We got through those tough days together, and we faced those dangerous situations together."

"You'll definitely help me, right?!"

"You'll definitely lend me a hand, won't you?!"

His eyes were filled with longing and expectation, as if Liu Jianming was his only hope.

He looked up, and his once handsome face was now a mess of snot and tears, his features distorted beyond recognition, making him look like a pitiful creature trapped in a desperate situation.

He screamed, his voice trembling with tears, his expression twisted as he pleaded, "Brother Jianming! All those things I did to you before—the backstabbing, the public humiliation—it was all the Chen family's doing!" "It was all that bitch Chen Ziyan's fault!"

"She threatened me with all sorts of means, using my family and my career to blackmail me. I had no choice but to do it!"

"That was really not my intention!"

"You...you're a magnanimous person, you can forgive me, right?"

"We've been through so much together, called each other brothers over drinks, and fought tooth and nail for business together. We're brothers!"

"We're best buddies, aren't we?!"

Wang Haishan was acting like a madman at this moment, as if he had lost his mind, and his eyes revealed extreme fear and unease.

He knew better than anyone that, faced with this cruel reality and in this isolated and helpless situation, the only person who could save him, or was willing or able to save him, was Liu Jianming right in front of him!
He was like a drowning man, clinging tightly to Liu Jianming, his only lifeline, and dared not let go for a moment.

"Brother Jianming! Please! You must save me! Otherwise, I'm truly doomed!"

"My life is ruined!"

“I have elderly parents and young children to support. All the business I’ve built up over the years will go down the drain. I’ll be left with nothing, with nowhere to even settle down!”

He wailed and waved his hands incessantly, as if this would make Liu Jianming feel his despair and sincerity.

He portrayed humility and pitifulness to the extreme; anyone who saw him would feel a pang of pity.

Liu Jianming looked down at the man who had once called him brother, but who had betrayed him at the most crucial moment and done everything he could to humiliate him.

Scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a movie: during that important business negotiation, Wang Haishan deliberately leaked his business secrets in order to please the Chen family, causing him to fail at the last minute; and in public, Wang Haishan mocked him in front of everyone, causing him to lose face.

Thinking of these things, his whole body trembled slightly with extreme anger and the pain of past betrayals, his face flushed red, like a volcano about to erupt.

He suddenly raised his foot, his eyes filled with determination and anger, and with all his might, kicked Wang Haishan away!

This kick carried his years of resentment and anger, as if he wanted to vent all his pain.

Wang Haishan crashed to the ground like a shell that had been hit, making a dull thud, and let out a painful scream.

"Wang Haishan!"

Liu Jianming's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs were covered with scarlet blood vessels, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He almost roared out the name.

His voice was distorted by extreme excitement, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, as if he wanted to vent all the emotions in his heart through this roar.

The humiliation, anger, and disappointment that had been suppressed in my heart were now released like a flood bursting its banks.

"I used to! Truly consider you my brother!"

"Back then, we stayed up all night discussing business in our cramped rented rooms, drank until we vomited at dinner parties trying to land a client, and dreamed of making a name for ourselves in this city." (End of Chapter)