My Ares Son-in-Law

The office instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop; even breathing could be clearly heard.

The once noisy crowd fell silent. Everyone held their breath, and their expressions slowly changed from astonishment to panic.

The expectant smiles on the faces of the elderly men and women froze completely, replaced by deep panic and unease.

The curly-haired woman opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound. She could only stare at Xiao Chen with fear in her eyes.

Xiao Chen slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over each person's face. Each time he looked at someone, that person would subconsciously lower their head, not daring to meet his eyes, and trembling uncontrollably.

“Just now at the door,” Xiao Chen’s voice was calm, yet carried a penetrating power, echoing clearly in the office, “this curly-haired middle-aged woman said that my clothes were cheap and worthless, and that I was not good enough for Zhou Keying.”

The curly-haired woman's face turned deathly pale in an instant. Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground. Her head was bowed low, and her shoulders trembled incessantly. She didn't even have the courage to defend herself.

“That lady in the floral shirt,” Xiao Chen’s gaze shifted to another lady, his tone completely flat, “said I was unemployed, a gigolo, supported by a woman, and a good-for-nothing.”

The middle-aged woman in the floral shirt shrank back in fright, hiding behind the crowd, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her shirt, trembling all over, and not daring to look up at Xiao Chen.

"And that old man in the gray shirt,"

Xiao Chen's gaze fell on an old man with gray hair. His voice remained calm, but every word was piercing. "He said that you should open your eyes when looking for a son-in-law and not choose a good-for-nothing like me who has no ability or future. He also advised Zhou Fenfang not to let me delay her niece."

The old man's face flushed red instantly, then slowly turned deathly pale. He lowered his head, rubbing his hands together incessantly, muttering to himself, but no one knew what he was saying; he was filled with guilt and fear.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and spoke calmly, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm: "Now, who do you want me to help you get your money for? For the sake of your mockery and insults just now?"

No one dared to speak; the only sounds in the office were heavy breathing and suppressed sobs.

Everyone's heart was filled with regret and fear...

They never imagined that their momentary rudeness would offend such a powerful and unassuming figure. Now, not only will they not be able to get their retirement money back, but they will also likely pay a heavy price for their previous mockery.

More and more beads of sweat appeared on Wan Baye's forehead, trickling down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

He finally understood Xiao Chen's meaning... This guy wasn't trying to help these people at all, but rather to make these fools pay the price for their foul mouths.

He dared not disobey in the slightest and could only lower his head and wait for Xiao Chen's instructions.

"Mr. Xiao..." The curly-haired woman finally mustered up her courage, her voice trembling and choked with sobs, and slowly raised her head to look at Xiao Chen.

"We were blind and spoke carelessly just now. Please, be magnanimous and don't hold it against us... Please have mercy on us and ask Mr. Wan to return our money..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Several middle-aged women nearby also realized what was happening and gathered around, crying and pleading, their voices choked with sobs.

"We were blind, we shouldn't have mocked you, we shouldn't have insulted you, please don't take it to heart... Please help us, that's our retirement money, our life savings..." In an instant, the office was filled with sobs and pleas. The elderly men and women abandoned all their dignity, bowing and apologizing to Xiao Chen repeatedly, just begging him to have a change of heart and help them get back the money they had been cheated out of.

Xiao Chen stood still, letting them surround him, cry, and plead, his expression unchanged. There was neither pity nor anger in his eyes, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

He stood there quietly, radiating an aura that kept strangers at bay, preventing those who were pleading from taking a single step closer.

When they had finished crying and their voices had gradually subsided, Xiao Chen slowly spoke. His voice was soft, but every word was clear, carrying a power that struck straight to the heart.

"Twenty years." He looked at the curly-haired woman and said calmly, "You said that's the retirement money you've saved for twenty years."

The curly-haired woman, as if grasping at a straw, nodded frantically, tears streaming down her face, and choked out:

"Yes, yes! Mr. Xiao, that's money I've saved for twenty years, penny by penny. It's my hope for retirement... Please help me, please..."

Xiao Chen glanced at her, his eyes calm and unwavering, devoid of any pity, and slowly spoke, enunciating each word clearly:

"When you were at the door, pointing your fingers at me, calling me a good-for-nothing, a gigolo, and a good-for-nothing, did you ever think about how it felt to be publicly humiliated by a group of elders and to be criticized behind my back?"

These words, like a cold, sharp knife, pierced deep into everyone's heart.

The curly-haired woman stopped crying instantly, her expression froze, her eyes filled with guilt and helplessness. She opened her mouth, but could no longer utter a word of pleading.

The other elderly men and women also lowered their heads, their faces filled with regret...

Yes, they only thought about their retirement money and mocking this seemingly ordinary young man, but they never considered how much harm their words would cause to others.

The office fell silent again, filled with oppressive silence and the occasional sob of guilt.

Master Wan stood to the side, barely daring to breathe, his eyes filled with awe...

He increasingly understood that this Mr. Xiao in front of him was not only terrifying in his identity, but also ruthless in his nature. Offending him would be the most foolish choice.

Zhou Fenfang stood aside, watching the scene before her, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She felt a pang of sympathy for the plight of these elderly men and women, but she also understood that they had only themselves to blame... If they hadn't been so foul-mouthed and looked down on others, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

At the same time, her guilt towards Xiao Chen grew even stronger. When she thought about how she had mocked and disdained Xiao Chen before, and how she would rather beg Lin Chengsen than believe Xiao Chen, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The curly-haired woman was completely stunned. Xiao Chen's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard, making her stiffen all over and forgetting to cry.

Those words she once used as taunts now turned into sharp knives, slicing away at her regret. Twenty years of retirement savings, all gone because of her own loose tongue. (End of Chapter)