My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1182 - 1183: Talking About the Glorious Deeds of My Son Back Then

Chapter 1182: Chapter 1183: Talking About the Glorious Deeds of My Son Back Then

Huang Ningxia frowned, her expression changing several times before she finally turned to Xiao Chen and said, "Chen’er, just agree. You truly aren’t worthy of Jiang Meng.

Jiang Meng is a good kid, but she is also the chairwoman of Xinmeng Group.

She has a promising future ahead of her. You can’t hold her back, let alone harm her.

The Huang Family won’t let us off the hook."

Hearing this, Jiang Yurong laughed.

Indeed, after suffering for nearly thirty years, Huang Ningxia was tempted by the hundred million.

Greed is good, it simplifies things.

"Xiao Chen, did you hear that? Your birth mother is the voice of reason. She knows that nothing good will come from you being with Jiang Meng, reality is much crueller than you imagine.

On one hand, there’s enjoying life with a hundred million.

On the other hand, you could die at any moment.

Or even worse, be abandoned by Jiang Meng. That would truly be embarrassing," Jiang Yurong said with a sneer.

"Mother, do you know who I am?" Xiao Chen laughed.

Huang Ningxia paused, her mind uncertain—she truly didn’t know. She figured he was just Jiang Meng’s husband, but was there another identity?

"Mother, although I am grateful for all the sacrifices you’ve made for me, and I do want to repay you,

I also know you want what’s best for me, for Jiang Meng.

But your son is an independent person. I don’t want you interfering in my affairs, understand?

Besides, you don’t know anything.

I will slowly tell you everything, and when you know it all, you won’t be afraid of the Huang Family anymore, and you won’t advise me to leave Jiang Meng."

Xiao Chen was filial, but not blindly obedient. He wouldn’t just listen to whatever his parents said—he had his own opinions.

"Don’t be boastful, I knew you were a braggart, but I never suspected you could boast this much.

Alright, enough talk. Take this one billion cheque."

Jiang Yurong waved her hand, and someone immediately brought out the cheque and handed it to Huang Ningxia.

Huang Ningxia was torn at this moment.

She didn’t know whether to accept it or not.

Just then, Xiao Chen snatched the cheque and tore it up in front of everyone.

"If you want Jiang Meng and me to divorce, that’s not impossible. But do you think you can brush me off with this petty cash?

Do you know that my monthly pocket money is over a hundred billion? Let’s see, I’m not even thirty yet, but even if I start counting from thirty,

a thousand billion a year, I should live at least another forty or fifty years, right? Based on forty years alone, that would be forty trillion. Doesn’t seem too much, but can the Jiang Family afford it?

If you can afford it, I’ll get a divorce right away," Xiao Chen said indifferently with a smile.

The Jiang Clan was indeed wealthy, but all their branches combined had assets of at most about eight hundred billion. Forty trillion?

That would be impossible for them, even if they sold themselves off.

"I can vouch for that," Liu Xin nodded. "All of our family’s belongings, even many factories and lands, were bought with Xiao Chen’s pocket money.

Thinking of divorcing him from Jiang Meng? Unrealistic.

Don’t take on tasks beyond your ability if you don’t have the skills, just let the Huang Family people come themselves."

Jiang Yurong’s face turned beet red.

"Fine! Xiao Chen, remember this—if you don’t divorce Jiang Meng, I won’t let you see her for a single day.

Moreover, just you wait. I will make sure you can’t stay in Zhili Prefecture. I will make you disgraced and infamous," Jiang Yurong said fiercely.

This kind of thing, she had done often before, and so she was quite confident.

"Old thing, let me give you a warning—don’t get any crooked ideas, or you might end up destroying the Jiang Clan," Xiao Chen said with a smile.

Of course, Jiang Yurong didn’t take Xiao Chen’s words to heart.

They did not return to Glazed Glass City, but stayed in Xiongcheng City instead.

There’s also the Jiang Family’s business and residences in this area.

No sooner had the accommodations been arranged, a call came from home, reporting that Jiang Meng had run off.

Jiang Yurong was so angry she nearly spat blood.

Were the two women really so hard to keep an eye on? Were all the experts of the Jiang Family so useless?

"We must accelerate our actions, mobilizing all of the Jiang Clan’s experts to Xiongcheng City. I refuse to believe they’ll keep resisting when we show our strength."

Jiang Yurong’s face was ice-cold.

Elsewhere, Huang Ningxia sat still, lost in thought.

Xiao Chen gently held his birth mother’s hand and said, "Mother, I know you’ve suffered much over the years and fear facing danger again.

But rest assured, as long as I’m here, no one can bully you again.

My mother-in-law, Liu Xin, knows this.

In the past, she and Jiang Meng were also frequently bullied, but I led them through the toughest times.

Right, Liu Xin? Tell my mother about the past, to bolster her confidence."

"Of course!"

Liu Xin nodded, taking Huang Ningxia and Zhang Erya into a room for a chat.

Xiao Chen’s valor had to be spoken of by others. It didn’t count if he said it himself—it’s as though he claimed to be the King Yama War God, Huang Ningxia likely wouldn’t believe it.

Slowly does it.

As night fell, Xiao Chen sat on the balcony, smoking.

Liu Xin was still chatting with Huang Ningxia and Zhang Erya.

At that moment, in Chaoyang City, a terrifying figure arrived.

Hei knelt on one knee, his arms seemingly unable to move.

The deepest wounds were all blood.

Huang Hai stood with his hands clasped behind his back, coldly observing the people of the Duanmu Family.

"Your strength is not bad, but still, you’re no match for me," Huang Hai said indifferently.

Hei managed to rise, but it was clear he was seriously injured, his body swaying unstably.

Zhou Yinque was relatively unharmed, but Duanmu Chang was terrified.

He would never forget that face.

More than twenty years ago, it was this man who killed more than a hundred members of their Duanmu Family.

Although that face had aged, the menace it radiated was now even more terrifying than before.

Duanmu Chang, in terror, asked the man, "Why have you come again? Do you intend to wreak havoc upon the Duanmu Family once more?"

Huang Hai glanced coldly at Duanmu Chang and said, "It’s best to kneel when speaking to me."

Suddenly, a pebble flew out, hitting Duanmu Chang’s knee, and he involuntarily knelt.

"Duanmu Chang, it was you who informed that bastard Huang Ningxia was alive, wasn’t it? Do you know the consequences of that?"

Huang Hai asked coldly.

Every word struck Duanmu Chang’s heart like a heavy hammer.

"I didn’t say anything."

Duanmu Chang shook his head and said, "It only came to light because the Third Young Master Huang was captured, revealing Huang Ningxia’s whereabouts. Besides, for so many years, we didn’t even know where Huang Ningxia was.

How could we tell him?"

"So, you’re saying it’s our fault?"

Huang Hai’s voice turned even colder.

"If it’s not your fault, could it be ours?"

Zhou Yinque’s voice rang out; as the Clan Leader of the Duanmu Clan and the Duanmu Family Patriarch, she had to step forward in this moment.

"You Huang Family people leaked your own information and have the audacity to blame others. It’s utterly ridiculous; where is the slight resemblance to one of the ten most powerful aristocratic clans?"

"Who are you?"

Huang Hai asked coldly.

"I am Zhou Yinque, Clan Leader of the Duanmu Clan, Duanmu Family Patriarch, and Xiao Chen is my brother. If you have any issues, take them up with me. Don’t bully an old person."

Zhou Yinque said.