My Ares Son-in-Law

"Xiao Chen! Are you done yet! Hurry up!" Yun Yuyan finished getting ready, picked up her delicate little bag, and shouted loudly in the living room, her tone full of urgency, afraid of being late.

Xiao Chen came out of the room, clearly not having tidied up at all. He was dressed very casually, wearing dark gray casual trousers, a thin black sweater, and a dark jacket with no discernible brand name on it. The style was simple, even somewhat ordinary, with no designer labels on his clothes.

Judging from his attire, he looked more like he was going to the convenience store downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes than to attend a high-end auction that brought together the city's elite.

Yun Yuyan frowned instantly: "Xiao Chen, you're going to wear this? That's a gathering of top celebrities. I spent a long time picking out this outfit. You're so handsome, you should at least dress up a bit."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "It's just clothes. As long as they can cover my body and keep me warm, isn't that enough? Besides, I think my outfit is fine. Anyway, I'm very comfortable in it. Let's not worry about these things and go."

Yun Yuyan took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and silently told herself, "You'll get used to it."

She was already used to Xiao Chen's attitude.

From the day she met Xiao Chen, this man had been completely indifferent to all external things.

He doesn't wear designer brands, doesn't pursue luxury goods, and doesn't drive luxury cars. Despite having a face that is unforgettable and stunning, he lives like an ordinary person, as low-key as air, as if all the glitz and glamour have nothing to do with him.

"Let's go, let's go." Yun Yuyan waved her hand helplessly, her tone carrying a hint of compromise. "Give me the car keys, I'll drive it. My car may not be the best, but it's better than yours, so we won't be laughed at when we get there."

"There's no need for that. Just take my car. Ke Ying took yours; she said there was an emergency at the company," Xiao Chen said calmly.

Yun Yuyan glanced at the unremarkable car keys in Xiao Chen's hand, her lips twitched involuntarily, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Are all big shots this low-key?

Xiao Chen's gray domestic sedan was at least five or six years old. The body was covered with a thin layer of dust, and there was a scratch on the left rearview mirror that looked old and ordinary.

Although the quality is indeed excellent, and it runs just as well as those luxury cars from abroad, nowadays many people only care about appearances. They don't care about the inner qualities, and some even only recognize the car logo.

Even if your car is a domestically produced one, no matter how good it is, people won't look down on it.

But there was nothing she could do; Zhou Keying had already taken her car, so she had to make do. Actually, her car wasn't anything special; although it was a joint venture car, it wasn't a luxury car at all.

Wanbaoge Manor is located at the foot of Cuiping Mountain in the eastern suburbs of the provincial capital. Built against the mountain, it covers an area of ​​nearly 100 acres and is an exclusive venue used by the Qin Group to hold high-end auctions, private art exhibitions and VIP receptions.

Ordinary people can't even get close to the manor gate.

At the entrance to the manor is a wide, flat, tree-lined avenue, with neatly trimmed plane trees on both sides.

At the end of the avenue stands an antique-style archway, with carved beams and painted rafters, exuding a magnificent aura. Behind the archway is a private parking lot.

At this moment, the parking lot was almost entirely filled with luxury cars.

Rolls-Royce Phantom, Bentley Mulsanne, Maybach S-Class, Porsche 911...

Rows of luxury cars, each worth millions or even tens of millions, were neatly arranged, their bodies gleaming. Each car showcased the owner's status and wealth, dazzling the eye.

The security guards, dressed in black uniforms, stood tall and moved about the parking lot in an orderly fashion, guiding vehicles to their spots with professional and respectful movements. Xiao Chen's car drove in conspicuously.

The gray, domestically produced sedan, with its worn-out body, light dust, and conspicuous scratch, stood out starkly against the surrounding luxury cars, appearing completely out of place.

It's like someone wearing liberation shoes and a coarse cloth shirt barging into a high-class and glamorous waltz.

Yun Yuyan was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground. She quickly buried her face in her hands and muttered in a low voice, "I told you I would drive... Look at me now, how embarrassing. I'm sure people will laugh at me later."

Xiao Chen didn't seem to care. He gripped the steering wheel firmly with both hands and calmly parked the car in the parking space designated by the security guard.

Turning off the engine, removing the key, opening the door and getting out of the car—the series of actions were completed in one smooth motion, calm and unhurried, without the slightest awkwardness. Who would care about such things if they were a truly cultured and respected person?

"Sister Yuyan, my car might not lose to them. Let's not worry about this and go to the auction."

Yun Yuyan gritted her teeth, braced herself, pushed open the door and got out of the car. She quickly straightened her skirt, tried to straighten her back, and forced a polite smile onto her face.

She kept telling herself: It's okay, the car isn't important. People come to the auction, not to compare cars.

Even so, she still lacked confidence.

After all, it was her first time at such an event. Seeing so many luxury cars, she knew that this place was a completely different world from ordinary people like her.

If it weren't for Xiao Chen's help, I really wouldn't have been able to come this time.

"Please show me the invitation letter."

At the entrance of the manor, two security guards stood straight. One of them was a burly man in his early thirties with a buzz cut, a square face, and a broad forehead. He had sharp eyes and looked at each guest entering the manor with a serious expression.

His gaze first fell on Yun Yuyan, then shifted to Xiao Chen, sizing him up from head to toe...

Wearing an ordinary jacket and casual pants, without any brand logos, he subconsciously glanced at the old gray domestic car in the direction of the parking lot, his brows furrowing slightly. Although the subtle disdain and doubt flashed by, Yun Yuyan, who was very perceptive, still caught it.

Yun Yuyan's heart tightened, and she quickly took out the two VIP invitations from her bag, respectfully handed them over with both hands, and said in a gentle and polite tone: "Hello, these are our invitations. Please verify them."

The security guard took the invitation, slowly opened it, his gaze sweeping over the letter before looking up at Yun Yuyan and Xiao Chen. His eyes lingered on Xiao Chen for a couple more seconds, his expression filled with even more doubt…

How could a man dressed plainly and driving an old car have a VIP invitation from Wanbaoge?

But he didn't ask any more questions. His professionalism kept him calm. He picked up the verification device in his hand, aimed it at the QR code on the invitation, and scanned it gently.

"drop……"

A crisp notification sound rang out, and a green light illuminated on the verification device, indicating that the verification had passed.

The security guard's expression changed slightly; the doubt and disdain in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by professional respect. He quickly handed the invitation back to Yun Yuyan with both hands, his tone respectful and polite.
"Miss Yun, Mr. Xiao, welcome to Wanbaoge. Please come in." (End of Chapter)