My Ares Son-in-Law

This group of people seemed to be completely immersed in their own world, laughing and joking, oblivious to the people around them and ignoring the dissatisfaction and disgusted looks from the diners around them.

Their steps carried a kind of confidence and publicity that could not be ignored, as if the entire restaurant was a stage set up for them. As they approached, a sense of oppression that could not be ignored also came with it, making the already slightly crowded lobby seem even more cramped.

Xiao Chen followed the movement of the group of people, and he had a clear idea in his mind. This group of people was undoubtedly the guests that Zhao Liang had mentioned before. Their arrival not only added a bit of liveliness to the restaurant, but also gave Xiao Chen a deeper understanding of Zhao Liang's work - it turned out that in order to serve these seemingly extraordinary guests, Zhao Liang needed to make so much effort and sacrifice.

The behavior of this group of guests also made Xiao Chen have a preliminary judgment of their identities and personalities. Their arrogance and unruliness may be a certain manifestation of their identity and status, but such behavior makes it difficult for people to have a good impression of them. Xiao Chen shook his head secretly, and his evaluation of this group of people in his heart became more complicated.

Xiao Chen slowly withdrew his gaze from the group of arrogant guests and refocused on the delicacies in front of him. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if the turmoil in the outside world could not shake his inner peace.

He has always scoffed at such meaningless quarrels and provocations, believing that it is a pointless waste of time and energy, so he chose to continue enjoying the food in front of him, not wanting to be disturbed by the chattering noise.

However, this tranquility did not last long. A sudden shouting sounded like a sharp blade cutting through the air, instantly breaking the harmonious atmosphere in the restaurant. The voice was sharp and full of anger, directed at Zhao Liang who was not far away, shocking everyone present.

"Zhao Liang, what the hell are you talking about?" The man's tone was full of disdain and anger, as if Zhao Liang didn't even deserve the most basic respect in his eyes.

Then, even more vile words came out like a tide, and every word revealed insults and threats to Zhao Liang. "I said I didn't want it, and you dared to give the fish to someone else? I'm giving you face, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded throughout the restaurant, which was a clear proof that Zhao Liang had been unreasonably beaten. This crisp sound not only hit Zhao Liang's face, but was more like a heavy hammer, hitting Xiao Chen and Jiang Yulan's hearts hard.

Xiao Chen's face darkened instantly, and an indescribable anger flashed in his deep eyes. Although he didn't get angry often, he felt an uncontrollable anger surging in his chest at this moment. He couldn't tolerate that a person who worked so hard and treated others sincerely was bullied by a group of rude people.

Jiang Yulan, who was standing by, also frowned, her eyes full of sympathy and indignation for Zhao Liang's experience. She knew how hard it was to get this Nine-Colored Drunken Fish, and she also understood the efforts and sacrifices Zhao Liang had made for this gift. Now, seeing Zhao Liang being humiliated because of them, she naturally felt mixed emotions.

The nine-colored drunken fish on their table was obtained from Zhao Liang.

It can be said that Zhao Liang’s being scolded was also somewhat related to them.

However, what really made Xiao Chen furious was not just the conflict in front of him, but the despicable behavior revealed behind the person who spoke.

The man's attitude was clearly playing with people's hearts. He first casually gave up his interest in the Nine-Colored Drunk Fish, and then turned around and used it as an excuse to find fault with Zhao Liang. This behavior was undoubtedly a great trampling on Zhao Liang's dignity, and a blatant provocation to human kindness and diligence.

In Xiao Chen's opinion, such people are not worthy of being called "human beings". Their existence is just a stain on the world. The situation on Zhao Liang's side is even more distressing. He clenched his fists, his nails almost embedded in his palms, his face was extremely pale due to anger and humiliation, and his mouth was tightly pursed, as if he was trying his best to suppress the emotions that were about to explode.

Those eyes, which were usually full of energy, were now bloodshot, revealing an indescribable pain and unwillingness.

Being insulted in public was undoubtedly a great insult to a person with dignity. Zhao Liang felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his heart was throbbing with pain.

He couldn't understand why his kindness and efforts resulted in such a result. He had sold the fish to comply with the other party's wishes, but now he was being blamed and even physically hurt. This strong contrast and injustice made him feel extremely angry and disappointed.

However, despite his anger, Zhao Liang also had to face the reality. He knew that he could not act impulsively. His father's work at Aramco Group was an important source of income for their family and also one of his motivations for working hard.

If his father lost his job because of his impulse, it would be a consequence he could not bear. Therefore, despite his heart full of reluctance and humiliation, Zhao Liang still held back his tears, lowered his head, and apologized to the unreasonable guest.

At this moment, his back looked extremely lonely and helpless, but the tenacity he endured for his family made people involuntarily respect him.

"Mr. Bai, I did not handle this matter properly. I, Zhao Liang, was blind and should not have sold the Nine-Colored Drunken Fish you ordered to someone else without permission. I am a jerk. I sincerely apologize to you."

Zhao Liang's voice was low and sincere, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of self-blame and regret. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger and humiliation in his heart, making his tone sound more peaceful and humble.

He bowed several times to the young man called "Bai Shao". Every time he bowed, it seemed as if he was bowing to his dignity, but for the overall situation and for his father's work, he had to do it.

His forehead almost touched the ground, and sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the floor, making a slight sound, which was a true reflection of his inner struggle and helplessness.

However, Bai Shao did not seem to appreciate it. A grim smile appeared on his face, and that smile was full of contempt and disdain for Zhao Liang.

"Hmph, you're just a small errand boy, and you dare to go against this young master's wishes? However, this young master has always been magnanimous, so it's not impossible for me to give you a chance." He deliberately lengthened his tone, and his voice was full of teasing and provocation.

"Now, kneel down and use your dirty hands to clean my shoes. Then pay for all our expenses today. Then, I might consider letting you go this time."

Zhao Liang's body trembled slightly. He didn't expect that Bai Shao would make such an excessive request. Kneeling down to wipe his shoes was not only an insult to his body, but also a trampling on his personality. But he knew that he couldn't refuse, at least not now. (End of this chapter)