My Ares Son-in-Law

Lin Chenghai laughed along, a mocking smile curving his lips. His gaze towards Xiao Chen was filled with undisguised contempt, as if he were looking at a clown.
"Young man, it's not terrible to be incompetent; what's terrible is to be incompetent yet love to boast. That will only make you a laughingstock."

Xiao Chen stood quietly in place, his hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent, letting them laugh to their hearts' content. He offered no explanation, nor did he show any anger, as if they were not mocking him.

Only when Zhou Hao and the others' laughter gradually subsided did he speak slowly and deliberately, his tone still calm, yet carrying an invisible sharpness.

"I booked the top-tier private room."

One sentence brought the laughter to an abrupt halt.

Zhou Hao's smile froze instantly, like a solidified mask, the corners of his mouth still maintaining an upward curve, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Zhou Xiaoyu opened her mouth wide and stared into the distance, but swallowed back the sarcastic remark that was on the tip of her tongue.

The smile on Lin Chenghai's face disappeared, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes held a scrutinizing look.

Top-tier private rooms?

Everyone present knew that the top-tier private rooms at Eighth Master's Private Kitchen weren't something that just anyone with money could book...

The minimum spending starts at 500,000, and it's a place that Master Wan uses specifically to entertain top-tier guests.

Rumor has it that in the entire provincial capital, there are no more than ten people qualified to enter that private room. They are all either very rich or very powerful, and they are all people that Master Wan would personally greet.

Xiao Chen? An unemployed bum who lives off women? How could he possibly book a top-tier private room?

Zhou Hao snapped out of his daze, his disbelief gradually turning into anger. He took a step forward, pointed at Xiao Chen's nose, and gritted his teeth, cursing:

"Xiao Chen, are you out of your mind? Top-tier private room? Do you know what kind of place that is? That's Master Wan's darling, a place for entertaining top big shots!"
You're a penniless pauper, not even worthy to carry Master Wan's shoes, yet you dare to brag here about booking a top-tier private room? I think you're asking for death!

Lin Chenghai shook his head, his sarcasm deepening, his tone full of disdain:

It seems the man Zhou Keying found is not only incompetent but also a complete liar, daring to spout such outrageous nonsense. It's both laughable and pathetic.

Xiao Chen raised his eyes, glanced at Lin Chenghai indifferently, and suddenly changed the subject, his tone calm and without a ripple: "Have you found out about the matter of your brother Lin Chengsen being beaten a few days ago?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Lin Chenghai's head.

The sarcasm on his face froze instantly, his expression darkened immediately, the atmosphere around him suddenly became tense, and he stared sharply at Xiao Chen, his tone icy: "How do you know about this?"

The Lin family deliberately suppressed the fact that Lin Chengsen was beaten. Apart from a few core members, no one knew about it. How could this seemingly ordinary young man know?
Xiao Chen glanced at him indifferently, her tone casual: "I heard about it."

"You heard about it?" Lin Chenghai stared intently at him, his eyes filled with scrutiny and suspicion, his tone carrying a hint of threat. "Who exactly are you? Do you know the people who beat my brother?"

Xiao Chen shook his head, his tone still indifferent: "I don't know him."

Lin Chenghai stared at him for several seconds, trying to find a flaw in his face, but Xiao Chen's expression remained calm and his eyes were deep, making it impossible to see through him.

He snorted coldly, suppressing his doubts, and said in a fierce tone, "You better not let me find out that you are involved in this matter, otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Xiao Chen didn't speak, but smiled silently to himself. Investigate.

Once you find out the truth, you'll know who beat your brother Lin Chengsen and why.

When the time comes, it won't be you making me wish I were dead, but your Lin family will have to think carefully about whether you can bear the consequences.

Seeing the atmosphere become tense, Zhou Hao quickly tried to smooth things over, tugging at Lin Chenghai's arm while glancing at Jiang Xuanxuan with a fawning smile back on his face:

"Young Master Lin, don't bother with someone who's just bragging. It's not worth getting yourself worked up. Let's go to Eighth Master's Private Kitchen and wait there. When Miss Jiang arrives, we'll see who booked the real private room and who's just bragging."

Then he turned to Jiang Xuanxuan and said in a fawning tone, "Miss Jiang, shall we go? My car is right outside, it's very comfortable, I promise you won't feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Xuanxuan shook her head, looking at Xiao Chen with a determined gaze: "I'll go with Xiao Chen."

Zhou Hao's face instantly darkened again, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. He glared at Xiao Chen and said through gritted teeth:

"Fine! Let's go together! I want to see how your so-called 'top-tier private room' will end up today! If you can't come up with a private room, I'd like to see if you still have the nerve to hold your head up in front of Miss Jiang!"

The group walked out of the airport in a grand procession and headed straight for the parking lot.

Zhou Hao pointed to a brand-new black Audi A8, raised his chin proudly, and said in a tone full of boasting: "Miss Jiang, this is my car. I just picked it up. Please get in, and I will personally take you there."

Jiang Xuanxuan glanced at him indifferently, without moving, her gaze still fixed on Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen ignored Zhou Hao's boasting and led Jiang Xuanxuan to the other side of the parking lot... A white domestic car that looked a bit old, with an ordinary and inconspicuous design, stood in stark contrast to Zhou Hao's Audi A8.

When Zhou Hao saw the white Buick, he burst out laughing, his voice exaggerated: "A domestic car? Xiao Chen, you drive this thing to pick up Miss Jiang? This piece of junk probably can't even fit Miss Jiang's bag, right? You have the nerve to show it off?"

Xiao Chen completely ignored him, silently opened the passenger door, gestured for him to get in, and said in a natural tone, "Ms. Jiang, please get in."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Xuanxuan bent down and got into the car. There was no dissatisfaction on her face. Instead, she smiled at Xiao Chen, as if she were sitting in a top-of-the-line luxury car, not an ordinary Buick.

Zhou Hao stood aside, his smile growing increasingly sarcastic, secretly gloating... Just wait until we get to Eighth Master's Private Kitchen, and see how you embarrass yourself!

When the time comes, Miss Jiang will definitely see your true colors and choose to come with me!
“Let’s go,” he said to Zhou Xiaoyu and Lin Chenghai.

"Let's go to Eighth Master's Private Kitchen and wait there. Don't waste time with this bragging good-for-nothing. We'll show Miss Jiang what real pomp and circumstance and real power are all about!"

Two cars, one black and one white, drove out of the parking lot one after the other.

The black Audi floored the accelerator and sped off, quickly disappearing into the traffic, as if deliberately showing off its superiority.
The white domestic car followed behind at a steady pace, like a silent yet composed cheetah, unhurried and at a leisurely speed.

Inside the car, Jiang Xuanxuan watched the scenery rushing past the window, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, her tone tinged with curiosity: "That Zhou Hao seems to have a lot of issues with you?" (End of Chapter)