The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law

Xia Ling saw Zhao Churan and stood behind her.

Zhao Churan hugged a file, her expression a mix of a smile and a non-smile, "Should I not have come? Should I leave?"

"Don’t."

Xia Ling snapped back to reality and rose from her seat with a bitter smile.

Zhao Churan put down the file, "These are documents from the film and television department for you to sign; I brought them over on my way here.

So, what’s this? Are you planning to do some exercise?"

"We were planning to do some light exercise, but now that you’re here, we can do the more complex kind."

Xia Ling smirked.

Zhao Churan got startled, quickly waved her hands, "Count me out, you guys carry on, I’ll go back to work."

"Ah, don’t be in such a hurry, come work out with us."

Xia Ling pulled Zhao Churan back.

Zhao Churan’s face turned red, "Xia Ling, have you forgotten, I... it’s not convenient for me."

"Uh?" Xia Ling looked puzzled, then she remembered that Zhao Churan indeed had some inconvenience.

"Sigh."

Zhao Churan sighed.

She wished she could join too.

But, there was really no way.

"It’s a pity, such a pity."

Xia Ling sighed.

Zhao Churan pursed her lips, too aggrieved to speak.

"Okay okay, I promise you, I’ll hold back, and save this man’s ’first time’ for you, alright?"

Xia Ling slung her arm around Zhao Churan’s shoulders.

"Pfft, ’first time,’ more like the first of countless times?"

Zhao Churan smirked.

"Today’s the first, the first of the month, all right? You little punk."

Xia Ling rolled her eyes at Zhao Churan.

Zhao Churan chuckled, "Heehee, that’s more like it."

"Do you two even care to ask if I’m willing?"

Long Chen chimed in out of the blue.

"Does it matter?"

Xia Ling and Zhao Churan almost said in unison.

Long Chen was taken aback, then touched his nose, momentarily lost for words.

An hour quickly went by.

Finding it boring to stay in the company, Long Chen stood up to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Xia Ling asked.

"I’m just going for a walk nearby, call me if anything comes up, I can hurry back," Long Chen said.

"Then you go, but don’t stray too far," Xia Ling advised. "In case of an emergency, I’m afraid you won’t make it back in time."

"That won’t be necessary, your cultivation isn’t too low, you should be able to deal with most emergencies, I still have quite a bit of faith in you," Long Chen replied with a smile.

"We are girls, we don’t like to get handsy, so if there is a fight, you have to be the one to take care of it,"

Xia Ling said.

"Understood."

Long Chen waved his hand and stepped away.

Leaving Dragon Shadow Group, Long Chen walked in the sunlight near the Dragon Shadow Group building.

The Dragon Shadow Group was located in the most bustling area, surrounded by big shopping malls, various entertainment venues, and more.

Long Chen wandered around the neighborhood, ate quite a bit of food, and browsed for a good while before he made his way back to the vicinity of the Dragon Shadow Group’s main entrance.

Not wanting to go inside the building, Long Chen casually sat down on the steps.

Not far away, a girl with a ponytail was chatting and laughing with someone from the Dragon Shadow Group management.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Long Chen out of the corner of her eye and paused.

Then, after a closer look, she became extremely excited.

"Uh, Miss Yuan, what’s this?"

The member of Dragon Shadow Group management couldn’t help but ask, puzzled.

The girl waved her hand, laughing, "It’s nothing, Director Li. Let’s talk more another day, let’s leave it at this for today."

"Alright then, shall I escort you?"

"No need, Director Li, go help with your own matters." the girl said.

"Okay, goodbye."

The man turned and entered the building.

The girl quickly pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

Once connected, she lowered her voice, clearly excited, "Sister Yang, guess who I saw outside the Dragon Shadow Group?"

"Who?"

"It looks like Long Chen, really resembles him a lot."

"Keep an eye on him, don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right there."

Beep beep beep.

The call was abruptly hung up.

The girl didn’t even need to think to know that Sister Yang must be rushing over at full speed.

She was also somewhat excited.

In the past, she had seen Long Chen from a distance, leaving a deep impression.

So now, with just a glance from afar, she recognized Long Chen.

About ten minutes or so later, Yang Su arrived.

The girl immediately pointed to where Long Chen was sitting upon seeing Yang Su.

Seeing that familiar figure, tears instantly welled up in Yang Su’s eyes.

She was from the Martial Arts world, and even though she wasn’t present at the battle at the Peak of Kunlun, she was very clear about what transpired.

This man had, by his solitary strength, quelled enemies from all directions.

Almost single-handedly, he overpowered the Martial Arts world.

Such a feat was unrivaled.

Yang Su had thought that Long Chen had died.

Never did she imagine that, in this lifetime, she would see this man reappear.

"Sister Yang, why don’t you go over?"

The girl urged anxiously.

"I... what should I say when I approach him?"

Yang Su became nervous as the moment approached.

"You’re his woman, what need is there for such formalities?" The girl was anxious for Yang Su.

"That’s true, Yuan Yuan, is the outfit I’m wearing today appropriate? Is there anything dirty on my face?"

"Not at all, you look very nice, hurry on over." Yuan Yuan said.

"Alright then."

Yang Su took a deep breath.

Then, she began walking towards Long Chen.

As she was about to get close to Long Chen, a cute girl in a plaid skirt, taking the initiative, approached Long Chen first.

"Handsome, why are you sitting here all by yourself?"

The girl in the plaid skirt asked with a smile.

Long Chen slightly raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?"

"I saw you sitting here, looking incomparably handsome, and wanted to strike up a conversation. Can we exchange WeChat or something?"

The girl in the plaid skirt stared at Long Chen.

Upon closer inspection, she found that she couldn’t spot a single flaw on the man’s face, and the more she looked, the more her heart fluttered.

Long Chen glanced at the girl and was about to speak when a calm voice came from behind: "I’m sorry, my boyfriend probably isn’t interested in little girls."

"Hm?"

The girl in the plaid skirt turned back to see Yang Su, and feeling somewhat inferior by comparison, hurried away in an embarrassed flurry.

Long Chen was stunned, "Why did you say I’m your boyfriend? Are you also here to hit on me?"

Hearing Long Chen’s words, Yang Su froze.

He didn’t recognize her?

Or was he pretending not to recognize her?

But seeing the seriousness in his expression, it seemed like he truly had forgotten her.

"Are... are you Long Chen?"

Yang Su asked cautiously.

"Some say I’m called Long Chen, some say I’m called Chen Feng, actually, I myself am also a bit confused, not sure which one is the real me, and even less aware of what happened before. In short, I have amnesia."

Long Chen said softly.

As he spoke these words, Long Chen found his heart to be quite calm.

Regarding the matter of his amnesia, he could now face it with tranquility.

But while he could remain calm, Yang Su could not, and her tears broke free.