My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen scoffed.

trouble?

From the moment he returned to the provincial capital and decided to track down his wife Jiang Meng, and from the moment he began to "pay back his debts" to those ignorant fools from the Qingyang Sword Sect, trouble was destined to follow him like a shadow.

Avoidance is never an option for him; anyone who dares to block his way, no matter who they are, will only meet the same fate.

There are three days left until Ao Tianchen's so-called "re-election celebration".

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.

The real show has only just begun.

If Ao Tianchen is so eager to crash into it himself, it will only bring the climax of the scene forward a little earlier.

He needs to hurry now.

The clues to the core materials for the Enlightened Reverse Scale Sword seem to have been temporarily blocked at the Qin family's hands, but it's not entirely hopeless.

Perhaps we should start from other aspects, or... try a more direct approach to "communicate" with the Qin family.

Just as he was pondering this, his cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

The screen lit up, displaying an unsaved number, but Xiao Chen recognized the combination of numbers... it was Yun Yuyan's phone number.

He pressed the answer button, and Yun Yuyan's voice, tinged with barely perceptible anxiety and dependence, immediately came through the receiver, along with faint background noise:
"Xiao Chen? Are you... available now?"

"explain."

Xiao Chen's voice was concise and to the point, without any unnecessary words, yet it exuded a reassuring calmness.

"Um... could you come to the company?"

Yun Yuyan lowered her voice, clearly embarrassed, "Xunjiang Group... has run into some trouble."

"Ke Ying's family has had an emergency, and we can't reach her by phone for the time being. Mr. Liu is also still on the plane and can't come back."

"There's someone here claiming to be from the Qian family. They're up to no good and are being extremely aggressive. I...I'm having trouble handling them..."

"Zhou Keying isn't here?"

Xiao Chen frowned almost imperceptibly.

Given Zhou Keying's abilities and the Zhou family's background in the provincial capital, ordinary troubles are no problem for her. What could make her leave in a hurry and become unreachable must be something truly urgent.

"Yes, she received a call from home this afternoon and left in a hurry. She hasn't replied to my messages yet."

Yun Yuyan hurriedly explained, her tone becoming increasingly urgent, "They specifically requested to see someone who can make decisions, and nothing I said worked..."

"I'm in my office on the fifteenth floor. If you don't have time, that's okay, I'll think of something else..."

"Wait."

Two words, resolute and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Xiao Chen hung up the phone immediately, looked up at Huang Jian in the front seat and said, "Change course and go find the Jiang Group."

"Besides, you're not a driver. Zhuang Yuan needs a lot of manpower, so don't just wander around all the time."

"Yes!"

Huang Jian stuck out his tongue, immediately turned on the turn signal, and made a clean turn at the intersection ahead. The car accelerated instantly, the engine emitting a deep roar, and sped towards the Xunjiang Group.

Xiao Chen leaned back in his seat, his gaze fixed on the neon lights flashing past the car window.

Xunjiang Group is the key clue for him to find his wife Jiang Meng, and it is also the culmination of Yun Yuyan and Zhou Keying's hard work.

Although he doesn't usually interfere with the company's specific operations, he absolutely won't allow anyone to set their sights on Xunjiang Group under his nose.

The Qian family?

A vague impression flashed through Xiao Chen's mind. There was indeed such a family in the provincial capital, with some influence in the business world. They made their fortune through shady industries and were said to have connections with certain martial arts factions. They were known for their arrogant and domineering behavior.

It seems that some people, seeing him as a "newcomer" or having heard certain rumors, think that Xunjiang Group is an easy target and are eager to test the waters, or even take a bite out of him.

Yeah.

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.

Some rules can only be truly remembered by experiencing them firsthand.

The car sped along like a black lightning bolt, cutting through the city's night, heading towards the Xunjiang Group.

...

Meanwhile, on the fifteenth floor of the Xunjiang Group building, in the president's office.

Yun Yuyan sat behind the large mahogany desk, trying her best to maintain her composure, but her slightly furrowed brows, tightly pursed lips, and quietly clenched hands under the desk still betrayed her inner tension and unease.

Her white business suit accentuated her snow-white skin, but it couldn't hide the embarrassment in her eyes.

On the leather sofa opposite her sat a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

He was dressed in a bespoke Italian casual suit, with a Patek Philippe watch worth millions on his wrist, and his hair was slicked back and meticulously combed.

He was handsome, but the undisguised arrogance and frivolity between his brows, like ink stains on white paper, completely ruined his overall demeanor.

He crossed his legs, and the soles of his expensive leather shoes even rested directly on the pristine ebony coffee table, leaving two clear shoe prints.

The young man smoked a Cuban cigar as if no one else was around, the smoke filling the luxuriously decorated office and making Yun Yuyan instinctively hold her breath.

Behind the young man stood two burly, muscular bodyguards in black, standing motionless like two guardian deities.

The two men were expressionless, their eyes were as cold as ice, and they exuded a strong aura that kept strangers at bay, clearly ruthless characters with blood on their hands.

The young man slowly exhaled a smoke ring, squinting as he sized up Yun Yuyan, who was trying to remain calm. His gaze was like that of a greedy beast, lingering unabashedly on her beautiful face and slender figure, with a frivolous and blasphemous air, as if he were assessing merchandise.

"Mr. Yun, are you done making the call?"

The young man spoke lazily, his tone carrying a condescending confidence, as if everything was under his control, "When will the person who can speak arrive?"

"Don't keep me waiting too long. My time is far more valuable than the turnover of your Xunjiang Group."

"He's already on his way and will be there soon."

Yun Yuyan suppressed the surging disgust in her heart and tried her best to make her voice sound calm and steady.

"That's good."

Qian Li nodded in satisfaction, casually pointing at Yun Yuyan with the finger holding the cigar, a playful smile on his face. "President Yun, to be honest, your Xunjiang Group has really done something to grow from that small place in the ancient city to the provincial capital and achieve its current scale."

"But just because you can command the wind and rain in the ancient city doesn't mean you can do the same in the provincial capital."

He leaned forward slightly, his arrogance intensifying, and wore a fake "I'm doing this for your own good" smile: "You don't understand the rules here."

"To gain a foothold in the dazzling world of the provincial capital, having money and good products is far from enough."

"The water here is very deep, deep enough to completely drown outsiders like you."

Yun Yuyan's heart tightened, knowing that the main topic was about to be discussed, and she subconsciously clenched her fists.

Sure enough, Qian Li changed the subject, his tone becoming confident: "What do you need?"

"What you lack is a protective umbrella, a reliable backer that allows you to do business peacefully without anyone daring to cause trouble."

"Our Qian family has been operating in the provincial capital for three generations, and we have a lot of influence in all aspects."

"With the Qian family protecting you, no one will dare to lay a finger on your Xunjiang Group in the future." (End of Chapter)