Dragon Son-in-law

Chen Xiao felt that while Yan Bingqin, coming from a wealthy family, had an enviable background, she also had her share of helplessness.

But whether she was helpless or pitiful,

Marriage was out of the question.

No matter how sweet the words, it was useless; without marriage, Chen Xiao belonged to everyone.

If he married, he would inevitably face a lot of public pressure in the future.

Just like a certain school principal, he saw things more clearly than anyone else.

As for beauty...

Yan Bingqin was a rose, beautiful beyond compare.

But she was definitely a thorny rose, not so easy to pluck; one might end up pricked and bleeding profusely...

Chen Xiao could very well choose those precious flowers that were both beautiful and thornless.

"If I have value to you, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me. Sorry, Sister Qin, I'm going to continue my run."

With that, Chen Xiao started running again.

Lei Yong, seeing that his boss had finished talking, followed suit.

Yan Bingqin stared at his retreating figure, wondering what he was thinking.

Finally, she let out a soft sigh.

She even felt a sense of defeat.

It was the first time she had begun to doubt her own charm.

In Jinning, it was also the first time she had been treated this way by someone her age.

Naturally, she felt a bit displeased.

"Who should I beat up to vent my anger?"

Just then, Tang Shaofei, who rarely woke up early today, enthusiastically greeted Yan Bingqin from a distance.

"Sister Qin, good morning..." Halfway through his sentence, he noticed Yan Bingqin's expression wasn't quite right, "You look... really, really beautiful today..."

Yan Bingqin turned her head and said coldly:

"Why did you step onto the lawn with your left foot first?"

Tang Shaofei: "!????"

The smile on his face vanished instantly, and he thought, 'This is bad.'

Damn it...

Did I walk right into a trap again?

...

The morning at Zijin Manor, many people were awakened by Tang Shaofei's screams.

Everyone peered out from their windows, secretly clicking their tongues and commenting.

"So tragic... Tang Shaofei never learns."

"Exactly, they grew up together, and he's been beaten countless times."

"Sigh, we've all been beaten before, don't you understand? Sometimes, you just get a random beating for no reason..."

...

Zijin Manor

Chen Xiao ignored the commotion beside him, ran two laps around the small lake in the golf course, and was stopped again.

"Chen Xiao, Yan Family's eldest daughter is not someone you can covet. I advise you... to be careful."

Chen Xiao frowned. Wasn't this the live-in husband of Yan Yanyan? Why was he meddling in Yan Bingqin's affairs?

Although he recognized him, Chen Xiao genuinely couldn't recall his name.

"Uh... you're called... what was it again?"

He Desheng's breathing hitched, "You don't even remember me?"

Chen Xiao shook his head blankly.

Such a person was probably not worth him wasting a single brain cell on.

"I'm He Desheng! Atlantic Capital's... Dragon Son-in-law!"

"Pfft..."

Chen Xiao originally didn't want to laugh.

But he really couldn't hold it in.

"Hahaha, damn it! Dragon Son-in-law..."

He Desheng's face turned ashen, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Xiao laughed, "Sorry, are you sure your name is He Desheng?"

"Ah, how could that be wrong?"

"No, no, no, what I mean is, isn't your real name Ye Fan? Or something like Ye?"

He Desheng: "!????"

"I think you're seriously ill!"

"Chen, I'm telling you, with me here, you can forget about coveting the Yan Family family. With your small, broken company, how did you even get into the auction? Did Tang Shaofei bring you?"

Chen Xiao: "..."

This guy... he really is... a bizarre one.

Chen Xiao didn't want to waste time on such scum, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"While I'm in a good mood, you can scram."

He Desheng paused, "This is Zijin Manor..."

Lei Yong's bear-like physique had already loomed over him.

He Desheng's words got stuck halfway down his throat.

Chen Xiao scoffed. This grandson was not the protagonist from a novel after all; intimidated by Lei Yong, he was instantly speechless.

The two ignored He Desheng and continued running along the river.

He Desheng clicked his tongue, not even managing to utter a harsh word. After thinking for a moment, he turned and ran towards Yan Bingqin.

"Sister, Sister, that man was harassing Yan Yanyan, he's a hooligan!"

"Scram! Useless trash, if you call me sister again, I'll break your teeth!" Yan Bingqin cursed angrily.

He Desheng: "..."

He hadn't even reached her before he abruptly veered off and ran away.

He didn't doubt the truthfulness of Yan Bingqin's words in the slightest.

...

The little interlude in the morning did not affect Chen Xiao's mood.

After exercising for over an hour, he returned to his room. By the time he had finished washing up, Zhang Ting slowly woke up.

Chen Xiao picked up his phone and dialed Yan Bingqin.

After her "morning exercise," Yan Bingqin was in a better mood, and seeing Chen Xiao's call made her even happier.

"Hello? Chen Xiao, what is it? Have you figured it out?"

"..." Chen Xiao.

"I've figured out nothing. The person you sent over last night played a bit too wild, her clothes are torn. Send over a new set."

With that, he hung up the phone.

"..." Yan Bingqin.

"Damn it!"

Her face was flushed, her mind filled with images of what might have happened between Chen Xiao and Zhang Ting.

After a moment of thought, Yan Bingqin sighed softly.

There was nothing she could do; she had sent the person in, and she couldn't give up halfway and let all her efforts go to waste.

Before long, Yan Bingqin's bodyguard captain, Zhang Yuan, brought two sets of clothes with her people.

During the handover, her gaze met the expressionless Lei Yong's for a long time, but ultimately, she said nothing and turned to leave.

Chen Xiao took the clothes and handed them to Zhang Ting.

"Just make do with these for now. I'll take you shopping when I have time."

"Okay."

Zhang Ting said happily.

From yesterday to now, everything felt like a dream.

Had she really formed a connection with a man whom even the daughter of Jinning's richest man had to defer to?

And, he was even a junior from her school...

Zhang Ting couldn't think of anyone more suitable for her to devote herself to than Chen Xiao.

She was now completely swept away by happiness, completely unaware that she had, by an unforeseen twist of fate, been drawn into a fierce struggle between powerful aristocratic families.

...

By relying on Chen Xiao, Zhang Ting had barely stepped through the threshold of this circle.

She couldn't help but sigh. In school, they were both students, and there didn't seem to be much difference between them.

But in the arena of fame and fortune, Chen Xiao held a respected position, moving with ease, like a stabilizing force.

And she was merely an accompaniment.

However, she didn't care much about these things.

She had seen too many classmates who had been completely scammed and gained nothing.

At least Chen Xiao was real.

Considering her physical condition, Chen Xiao didn't stay out for long.

After breakfast, he took Zhang Ting back to the room to rest...