My Ares Son-in-Law

The police have opened a case, but what's the point? It's just a formality; the money is never going to be recovered.

Zhou Fenfang needs someone's help—someone with real ability, connections, and influence—to help her get the money back.

Suddenly, a figure flashed through her mind... Lin Chengsen.

The eldest son of the Lin family in Los Angeles, Central Region, was the young man who was extremely attentive to Zhou Keying at the banquet that day.

He's a true scion of a wealthy and powerful family with connections all over the world. Maybe he really can help her get the money she was scammed out of back.

She suddenly remembered that when the banquet ended that day, Lin Chengsen's assistant specially handed her a gold-embossed business card, smiling and saying that Young Master Lin had a very good impression of the Zhou family, and that she could contact him anytime if she needed anything in the future.

At the time, she felt flattered and thought she had climbed to a higher position. Now that she thinks about it, it was clearly an opportunity given to her by God!
Thinking of this, Zhou Fenfang's eyes lit up instantly, the gloom on her face vanished, replaced by an irrepressible joy and anticipation.

She grabbed the bag from the ground and frantically rummaged through it, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement.

Soon, she pulled out the gold-embossed business card. The card had a high-quality feel and was printed with Lin Chengsen's name and contact information, exuding an air of nobility.

She immediately took out her phone, carefully dialed the number on the business card, afraid that she might dial the wrong number.

"Hello?" The moment the call connected, Zhou Fenfang immediately cleared her throat, suppressing the hoarseness and excitement in her voice, and her tone instantly became gentle and polite, even with a hint of deliberate flattery.

"Excuse me, are you Young Master Lin? I'm Zhou Fenfang, Zhou Keying's aunt. Yes, yes, the one who greeted you at the banquet the other day... Oh, Young Master Lin, hello!"
I'm so sorry to bother you so early. There's something I need your help with, and I'd like to ask if it's a convenient time for you?

Standing aside, he quietly watched Zhou Fenfang's face instantly become fawning and ingratiating, observing her cautious and obsequious manner. His eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed across them.

He didn't speak, just stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking indifferent, like a detached bystander, yet seemingly in control of everything.

Sunlight shone on him, casting a faint shadow on the ground. He stood tall and composed, his aura restrained, seemingly out of place amidst the surrounding noise and harshness.

Several middle-aged women nearby were still whispering among themselves, occasionally casting disdainful glances at him, muttering things like "useless" and "gold digger," their tone full of smugness.

The banner fluttered in the wind, and the words "Give me back my hard-earned money" looked particularly ironic under the glaring sunlight.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Fenfang could no longer hide the joy on her face; her smile stretched almost to her ears.

She couldn't help but glance at it with a showy air, her tone full of pride and disdain, as if to say, "See, capable people are the most reliable."

"Young Master Lin said he's coming right away!" she shouted, deliberately making sure the older women nearby could hear her.

"Young Master Lin is just different. As soon as he heard I was in trouble, he agreed to help without saying a word, without even asking any questions! That's a real man, responsible and capable, much better than some unemployed bums!"

She simply nodded slightly, her expression remaining calm, unmoved by her mockery, as if she weren't being talked about at all.

“Then let’s wait for him to come,” he said indifferently, his tone devoid of any emotion. Seeing his continued nonchalant attitude, Zhou Fenfang’s anger flared up again, but she didn’t say anything more. Instead, she turned to a few middle-aged women nearby and began to boast vividly about him:
"Do you know who Young Master Lin is? He's the eldest son of the Lin family in Luocheng, Central China! The Lin family is a true powerhouse, with assets in the hundreds of billions. They are an absolute force in the entire Central China region!"
Young Master Lin is young, promising, handsome, and responsible. It's my good fortune to have his help!

As the older women listened, the mockery on their faces gradually disappeared, replaced by deep envy, their eyes filled with longing.

"My God, he's actually the eldest son of the Lin family? Fenfang, you're incredibly capable to know such an important person!"

"If Young Master Lin can help you get your money back, that would be wonderful!"

"It seems that if your niece can get on good terms with Young Master Lin in the future, your Zhou family will be set for life!"

Hearing the compliments from the older women, Zhou Fenfang was practically strutting around with pride, her face full of smugness, and her eyes filled with disdain.

Standing to the side, listening to her boasting and watching the envious looks on the older women's faces, a faint smile appeared on his lips. In that smile, there was no mockery, only a cold amusement.

He slowly took out his phone, tapped the screen a few times with his fingertips, and sent a short message with no extra words, just a single instruction.

After successfully sending the message, he put his phone back in his pocket, put his hands back in his pockets, and stood there quietly, still with that calm and collected demeanor, like an ordinary bystander, yet controlling the entire farce.

The sun was shining brightly, its warmth washing over me and dispelling the morning chill.

The wind was nice too, making the banners flutter and blowing away some of the noise.

Xiao Chen stood still, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his gaze calmly fixed on the distant street. The faint playfulness on his lips gradually faded, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, like a cold star streaking across the night sky, fleeting yet revealing a sharpness that could not be underestimated.

He sneered inwardly. Zhou Fenfang was a woman who was snobbish to the core and ridiculously blind.

Should we call Lin Chengsen for help?
It's ridiculous.

This Anxin Wealth Management Company is clearly not simple. It can swindle tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan and still dare to open its doors and operate openly. It must have powerful figures backing it up, and it may even be involved with forces in the martial arts world...

Ordinary businessmen wouldn't have the ability to manage such a large-scale fraud operation.

Lin Chengsen? What can he possibly do?
Although the Lin family is indeed wealthy and can be considered a top-tier wealthy family in Luocheng, Central Region, their foundation is entirely in Central China, and their sphere of influence does not extend to the provincial capital of Western Region.

Trying to resolve the financial fraud case here, while also fighting against the martial arts forces lurking behind it, is simply wishful thinking and a complete overestimation of one's own abilities.

In truth, this was a trivial matter to him. He only needed to make a phone call to Di Tianyan, and all the problems would be solved in less than ten minutes.

The War God Alliance's influence in the Dragon Kingdom has long since permeated every industry, far surpassing those so-called top families. Whether in the martial arts world of the Western Region or in the secular business and political circles, the War God Alliance's voice is unmatched. (End of Chapter)