My Ares Son-in-Law

Qin Mu shook his head slightly, his tone was firm and helpless, and he continued: "Listen to my advice, the person who tied the bell should be the one to untie it. Mr. Xiao is not the kind of person who will stand by and watch someone in danger. All he wants is an attitude. You have to do this yourself. That's all I have to say. You can decide for yourself."

His eyes revealed a deep understanding and respect for Xiao Chen, as if every word carried trust and admiration for his old friend.

Huang Yuandong's face changed slightly when he heard this, but then he felt relieved. He knew Qin Mu very well, and if he said that, there must be a reason for it.

He was silent for a moment, as if he was having a fierce struggle deep in his heart. Finally, he slowly raised his head, with gratitude in his eyes: "Thank you for your advice, Brother Qin. I owe you a favor this time. You are right, I should go to Mr. Xiao in person. No matter what the result is, at least I tried my best, and I am worthy of my son and myself."

Qin Mu sighed to show encouragement: "Brother Huang, there is no need to thank you between you and me. I just hope that Mr. Xiao can help you out of your sincerity. Remember, sincerity and determination can often move people's hearts."

After hanging up the phone, Huang Yuandong's face instantly became bitter, as if he was deeply branded by the bitter taste of life. He unconsciously increased the strength of his hand holding the phone, and his knuckles turned white due to the force. His face was full of reluctance, like an eggplant hit by frost, hanging limply on the branch.

"The one who tied the bell must untie it? Does this mean that I should apologize and beg Xiao Chen?" Huang Yuandong murmured to himself in a low voice, with a hint of disbelief and resentment in his voice. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with complex emotions, both understanding of Qin Mu's words and resistance to what he was about to do.

He naturally understood what Qin Mu said. It was a subtle but clear hint that he should lower himself and bow to Xiao Chen. This was undoubtedly a difficult challenge for Huang Yuandong, who was always proud.

But the problem is that Huang Yuandong comes from a powerful family.

Since he was born, he has never asked for help from anyone, nor has he ever bowed his head to anyone. His self-esteem, like the authority in his hands, is his most precious wealth.

He was used to dealing with prominent figures, used to making plans in the business world, used to communicating and negotiating with people on an equal footing, and even exchanging interests. But all of this could not be considered as truly "asking for help".

Now, he is in a high position, and his every word and action attracts much attention. He enjoys the feeling of being looked up to and respected, but this also makes it more difficult for him to lower himself and ask for help. He knows very well that once he asks for help, it means that he admits his powerlessness and failure, which he cannot accept.

"But now, I have to beg for help?" Huang Yuandong was struggling and shouting in his heart. He felt as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat and he couldn't breathe. His eyes became empty and confused, as if at this moment, he had lost all his direction and strength.

However, no matter how he struggled inside or how unwilling he felt, Huang Yuandong knew clearly that he had to make a choice.

He felt like he was standing at a crossroads, with an unknown road ahead, and each road was full of challenges and difficulties. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner waves, but the unwillingness and helplessness were like a brand, deeply engraved in his heart.

But if he didn't ask for help, what would happen to his son? He was his only son! Whenever Huang Yuandong thought of this, his heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of needles, the pain was unbearable. His frown seemed to be able to kill a fly, and his eyes were full of helplessness and anxiety.

Now that he is unable to have children, this son is the continuation of his life and his hope for the future. He knows very well that he can never have another child, so he must give everything for his son, even if it means giving up his dignity and pride. His love for his son is beyond doubt. Whenever he sees his son's innocent smile, a warm current surges in his heart.

However, apart from himself, his lover, the woman who had been with him through thick and thin, treated her son like a treasure.

If she knew that she had rejected her son's only savior Xiao Chen for the sake of so-called face, wouldn't she hate herself for the rest of her life? Thinking of this, Huang Yuandong's heart was even more tormented. He seemed to see his lover's disappointed eyes and hear her heartbroken voice.

"Damn it!" Huang Yuandong couldn't help but curse under his breath, his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms, as if this could alleviate the pain and anger in his heart.

He had just been determined to control Xiao Chen, thinking that with his status and power, he could make Xiao Chen submit obediently, but he didn't expect that this slap in the face came too quickly! He felt like a clown, being mocked by fate.

I'm so angry! Huang Yuandong was filled with irritability and anxiety. He paced back and forth, as if this could dispel the haze in his heart. However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

He recalled that Daxiong's previous investigation showed that Xiao Chen seemed to work for the Lin Group, and that Lin Youya and Wang Xiong of the Lin Group both needed him. Isn't this another way out?

Thinking of this, Huang Yuandong showed a sneer on his face, a sneer that found hope in despair. He quickly took out his mobile phone and called Wang Xiong and Lin Youya directly.

There was a hint of eagerness and anticipation in his voice, as if at this moment he had seen hope for his son's recovery.

……

After taking a shower, Xiao Chen still had the fresh scent of shower gel on his body. He wore a soft bathrobe and walked briskly back to his room. The light in the room was soft and warm, creating a quiet and comfortable reading environment for him.

He walked to the desk and continued to look through the information that the God of War Alliance had just sent. These materials were all about the Prison Clan, and detailed the history, habits, abilities, and recent activities of the Prison Clan. Xiao Chen's brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed concentration and determination. He knew that he was about to face a difficult challenge.

He sighed softly and thought to himself, "It seems that I will be busy recently. But being busy is good. At least it means that we are still working hard to fight against the Prison Clan and doing our part for the safety of this world."

He knew very well how precious time was to them. The day of the Prison Clan's full recovery was getting closer and closer, and every minute and every second was crucial.

Xiao Chen's fingers slid lightly over the information, and he could hear the ticking of time every time he turned a page. He knew very well that if they could not wipe out more of the sleeping Prison Clan in this limited time, they might not be able to resist the invasion of the Prison Clan in the future. (End of this chapter)