My Ares Son-in-Law

Ten million, not just eight million in principal, but a full ten million, including principal and interest, plus additional compensation.

Zhou Fenfang took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm, and asked cautiously:
"Xiao Chen, what's going on with this money? Why is Master Wan so obedient to you? What exactly is this garrison headquarters you mentioned on the phone?"

Xiao Chen glanced at her, his eyes calm and devoid of emotion: "What? What happened?"

“It’s just…” Zhou Fenfang carefully chose her words, afraid of upsetting him.

"Master Wan is such a powerful man, even Lin Chengsen is afraid of him, how could he be so respectful to you? And that Commander Zhuang, he sounds very powerful, how do you know him?"

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward, his tone indifferent, without much explanation: "I asked a classmate for help. His relative has some influence with Master Wan, and I also asked Town Magistrate Zhuang to put in a good word for him."

Zhou Fenfang was skeptical, her eyes full of uncertainty: "Really?" She always felt that things were not that simple. It was impossible for "a classmate's help" to make the garrison commander of the western region so respectful and for Master Wan to kneel down and apologize.

Xiao Chen did not answer, but his steps remained steady, clearly not wanting to say anything more.

Looking at his profile, Zhou Fenfang knew he didn't want to talk about these things, so she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Whatever," she thought to herself. "I've got the money now, ten million. Although I come from a prestigious family, it's just a small-town one. Ten million is a lot for me."

Thinking about it this way, her guilt and doubt from before were instantly replaced by ecstasy. She couldn't help but laugh again, her steps became much lighter, and even the redness and swelling on her face didn't hurt so much anymore.

"Let's go to the bank!" Zhou Fenfang tugged at Xiao Chen's arm, her voice filled with urgency. "Let's deposit the money, put it in a fixed deposit, the interest will be enough to live on!"

Xiao Chen did not refuse and accompanied her to the entrance of a nearby bank.

Watching Zhou Fenfang excitedly run into the bank lobby, he didn't go in. He just stood at the door, watching her figure disappear into the crowd, and then turned and left... He had other things to do and didn't need to worry about these material things with her.

Zhou Fenfang stood in the bank lobby, clutching her passbook tightly in her hand. Looking at the string of zeros on it, she couldn't stop smiling, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes gathered together.

"Ten million..." she murmured, her eyes suddenly welling up with tears, her voice choked with emotion, "Old Zhou, can you see this from heaven? We're rich now, we don't have to scrimp and save anymore, I can finally live a good life..."

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and carefully put the passbook into her bag, keeping it close to her body as if it were her lifeblood.

As she walked out of the bank, she stood at the door, gazing in the direction Xiao Chen had left. Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions: awe, guilt, and a barely perceptible hint of gratitude.

This man, though seemingly ordinary, possesses hidden talents; perhaps she truly misjudged him before.

She shook her head, not thinking about it anymore. Anyway, she had the money, Xiao Chen was good to Keying and didn't have any bad intentions towards her. She didn't care about his identity; as long as she could rely on him, that was enough.

When Xiao Chen returned to the villa, it was already evening. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the French windows into the living room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. The moment he opened the door, a rich aroma of food wafted out, instantly dispelling his fatigue.

"You're back?" A gentle voice came from the direction of the kitchen, with a hint of a smile. It was Zhou Keying.

Xiao Chen changed his shoes and went straight into the kitchen, where he saw two figures busy at work. Zhou Keying was wearing a light-colored apron, her hair casually tied back, and she was carefully chopping vegetables with her head down. Her profile looked particularly soft under the light.

Beside her, Yun Yuyan, dressed in casual home clothes, stood in front of the stove, skillfully stir-frying the vegetables in the pot. Her movements were nimble, and her face had a playful look on her face.

"Oh, the busy man is finally back?"

Hearing footsteps, Yun Yuyan turned around, winked at Xiao Chen, and teased him, "Come and lend a hand. We two beauties are cooking ourselves, so you have to be enthusiastic."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Keying looked up, glared at Yun Yuyan, her cheeks slightly flushed, and said with a hint of coquettishness, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let him rest, the two of us are fine."

Yun Yuyan pouted, stirring the vegetables as she complained, "Fine, fine, so you're the only one who cares about Xiao Chen? Am I the only one who's heartless?"

"You!" Zhou Keying blushed, picked up a scallion and tossed it lightly at him. "You talk too much. If you keep criticizing me, I won't let you eat!"

Yun Yuyan laughed and dodged away, and the two started playfully fighting, instantly filling the kitchen with laughter.

Standing at the door, Xiao Chen looked at the heartwarming scene before him, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on his lips. The aloofness and coldness around him vanished instantly...

"What brings you here today?" Xiao Chen walked over, took the knife from Zhou Keying's hand, and skillfully began chopping vegetables, his tone gentle.

Zhou Keying put down what she was holding, wiped her hands, walked to his side, and said gently, "There's something I want to tell you. I have a best friend named Jiang Xuanxuan who is being transferred from Luocheng to the provincial capital to work for Dansheng Group. She'll be here the day after tomorrow."

Xiao Chen paused slightly as he chopped vegetables, a barely perceptible glint flashing in his eyes… Dansheng Group? He was familiar with that name, because it was the group Chen Shouzhou had given him.

Zhou Keying didn't notice the change in his expression and continued, "I've been too busy with my project lately and can't get away. I was wondering if you could pick her up from the airport the day after tomorrow and arrange a welcome dinner for me, okay?"

Xiao Chen looked up at her gentle eyes and nodded lightly: "Okay."

Zhou Keying was a little surprised, her eyes brightening: "You agreed? I thought you would refuse, after all, you are usually quite busy."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "I've been pretty free these past few days, and I don't have anything special to do, so I'll help you out."

Yun Yuyan rolled her eyes and teased, "Oh, this is nothing? You're so obedient. I've never seen anything like it."

Zhou Keying blushed and gently patted Xiao Chen. Laughter from the kitchen drifted out again, sounding especially warm in the setting sun.

But a deep look flashed across Xiao Chen's eyes... Jiang Xuanxuan's joining Dansheng Group, this sudden news, might not be a simple coincidence.

Yun Yuyan chimed in from the side, her tone teasing, but her eyes pinpointed the crux of the matter:

"When have they ever been difficult to talk to? It's you, Zhou Keying, who usually bosses Xiao Chen around so readily, offering him water, handing him things, picking him up from overtime work—he's always there for you. Why are you being so polite today?" (End of Chapter)