My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen gripped the steering wheel, his gaze fixed straight ahead, and said calmly, "Normal."

He was already used to this inexplicable hostility and mockery. In his eyes, Zhou Hao's provocation was nothing more than a clown's self-amusement, not worth mentioning.

Jiang Xuanxuan smiled and didn't ask any further questions. She simply turned her head and quietly looked at Xiao Chen's profile.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the car window, illuminating his face and outlining his features clearly. His eyes were calm and deep, and his lips were expressionless. No matter how much ridicule and provocation he faced, he remained composed.

Zhou Keying's nominal boyfriend: unemployed, penniless... These were all the comments she heard about Xiao Chen before coming to the provincial capital.

But the man in front of her was completely different from the rumors.

He stood there, facing Zhou Hao's relentless pressure and Lin Chenghai's malicious threats, without a trace of panic or anger, as if none of it concerned him.

Is it numbness? Or simply not caring?
Jiang Xuanxuan withdrew her gaze, looked out the window, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

interesting.

She thought to herself that this Xiao Chen seemed much more interesting and mysterious than she had imagined.

More than half an hour later, the two cars arrived at Eighth Master's Private Kitchen one after the other.

Located in the most bustling area of ​​the provincial capital, Ba Ye Private Kitchen is a tranquil oasis, hidden behind a lush bamboo forest, reminiscent of a secluded paradise.

After passing through the winding stone path, a quaint three-story building comes into view, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted rafters, and two large red lanterns hanging at the entrance.

The two large, gilded characters "Eighth Master" gleamed brightly, exuding an understated yet luxurious aura that was far beyond that of ordinary restaurants.

Zhou Hao got out of the car first, stood at the door, looked up at the two gold-plated characters, and had a smug smile on his face, as if being here was an extremely honorable thing.

He turned around and walked solicitously to Jiang Xuanxuan's car. Just as he was about to open the door, he found that Jiang Xuanxuan had already gotten out of the car with Xiao Chen.

"Miss Jiang, this way please." Zhou Hao suppressed his displeasure, still wearing a smile, and led the way. "Eighth Master's Private Kitchen has many rules. I'll take you in to save you the trouble."

The group entered through the gate and passed through an exquisite courtyard filled with exotic flowers and plants, artificial hills and flowing water, creating a refined and elegant atmosphere. Zhou Hao led everyone to the second floor and stopped in front of a private room with a sign that read "Bamboo".

Zhou Hao pushed open the door, revealing an antique-style room with mahogany tables and chairs, calligraphy and paintings by famous artists hanging on the walls, and a small bamboo grove outside the French windows, offering a stunning view.

He gestured for her to come in, his tone smug: "Miss Jiang, please come in. This is a top-class private room at Eighth Master's Private Kitchen. The minimum charge is 100,000 yuan. There are only four such private rooms in the entire restaurant. I had to pull several strings to get this room booked."

Jiang Xuanxuan went inside and sat down on a chair by the window, her expression calm and showing no surprise whatsoever.

Zhou Xiaoyu and Lin Chenghai also took their seats, their eyes full of enjoyment... This kind of environment truly deserves the title of "superior".

Xiao Chen stood at the door, not going in, but calmly observing everything in the room.

Zhou Hao glanced at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and deliberately raised his voice: "Xiao Chen, where's your VIP room? Where is it? Take us there quickly, let us see it! Or are you too scared to go in because you can't find it?"

Xiao Chen remained silent, standing still with an unchanged expression.

Zhou Xiaoyu burst out laughing, her tone undisguisedly sarcastic:

"Bro, you actually believe he has a VIP room? I think he's just bragging too much, and now he has no way to back down! If he can book a VIP room, I'll eat this whole table right here and now!"

Lin Chenghai laughed, shook his head, and looked at Xiao Chen with disdain and contempt: "Young man, there is a limit to bragging. If you don't have the ability, don't try to pretend to be something you're not. In the end, you'll only humiliate yourself."

Jiang Xuanxuan frowned, feeling somewhat disappointed... She had originally thought Xiao Chen was a calm, reserved person with real skills, but it turned out he was just a boastful person.

She spoke softly, her tone carrying a hint of persuasion: "Xiao Chen, why don't you sit down first? Don't get angry with them."

Xiao Chen glanced at her, said nothing, but slowly raised his head and looked towards the stairwell.

Just then, a faint voice rang out from his mouth, clearly echoing throughout the entire room: "Third floor."

Everyone was stunned, and all eyes turned to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen stood at the door, his expression still calm, and repeated, "I booked a private room on the third floor."

Zhou Hao paused for a moment, then laughed even harder, so hard he couldn't stand up straight. He pointed at Xiao Chen, his tone full of mockery and disdain:
"The third floor? Hahaha... Xiao Chen, you don't even know the rules of Eighth Master's private kitchen, yet you dare to brag here? The third floor is Eighth Master Wan's private territory, and it's never open to the public!"
In the entire provincial capital, you could count the number of people who could get to the third floor on one hand—they were all VIPs of Master Wan! You say you booked the third floor? I think you're crazy!

Zhou Xiaoyu laughed until tears almost came out, slapping the table and exclaiming in an exaggerated tone, "I'm dying of laughter! This guy is really daring to brag! The third floor is Master Wan's territory, and he still dares to stage an accident. If he gets kicked out by Master Wan's men later, let's see where he puts his face!"

Lin Chenghai shook his head, his sarcasm deepening, his tone full of mockery: "You really don't know your place, daring to brag about even Master Wan's private territory. You're going to lose all face today."

Jiang Xuanxuan looked at Xiao Chen, her disappointment deepening. She sighed softly and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a series of steady footsteps coming from the stairwell, approaching from afar and carrying a powerful aura.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads and looked towards the stairwell...

A young man in a black suit walked up. He was tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had an expressionless face and sharp eyes like an eagle.

He exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay; he was clearly a trained martial artist, and a top-tier one at that.

Zhou Hao's smile froze instantly, and a sudden panic gripped his heart... This man's aura was far too powerful; he didn't seem like an ordinary waiter, but more like Wan Baye's personal bodyguard!
When Zhou Hao saw the newcomer, his eyes lit up instantly, as if he had grasped a lifeline to demonstrate his status. His tone was filled with undisguised smugness as he lowered his voice and said to Lin Chenghai beside him:

"Isn't this Master Wan's personal bodyguard? I saw him once before with my elders! Master Wan must have heard we were coming and sent him to greet us!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he eagerly stood up, a fawning smile plastered on his face, and hurried to greet her. (End of Chapter)