The destruction of Tianhao Building Materials Group left one person particularly devastated—Grandma Xiao.


With Xiao family’s finances strained, she had pinned her hopes on Xiao Churan convincing Tianhao Group to extend a line of credit for their building materials.


Now, with Tianhao gone overnight, her biggest worry was how to secure funding.


However, Xiao Churan remained silent about the ordeal she endured.


After this harrowing experience, she resolved to distance herself from family affairs.


From now on, she would focus solely on her work with Imperial Group.


Even if Grandma begged, she would never interfere in the Xiao family’s business again.


A Father’s Frustration


The next morning, feeling rejuvenated, Xiao Churan eagerly headed back to work.


Meanwhile, Ye Chen went out to buy groceries.


Upon returning home, he saw his father-in-law, Xiao Changkun, slumped on the couch, sighing heavily.


Ye Chen raised an eyebrow—“Dad, what’s wrong? Who upset you now? Don’t tell me you got scammed buying antiques again?”


Xiao Changkun sipped his jasmine tea, gritting his teeth—“Don’t even mention antiques! Just thinking about it pisses me off!”


Ye Chen chuckled—“What happened? Did you really get scammed?”


Xiao Changkun shook his head angrily—“No, it’s about the invitation to the Zhenbao Pavilion auction!”


Ye Chen looked puzzled—“Zhenbao Pavilion?”


“It’s a high-end antique auction hosted by the Jinling Cultural Relics Association,” Xiao Changkun explained, his face filled with longing. “They auction off rare treasures that you won’t find anywhere else. Each prominent family receives a limited number of invitations.”


But then, his expression darkened—“Our Xiao family only got one invitation—and guess what? Your grandmother gave it to Xiao Hailong! That brat knows nothing about antiques! What’s he going for? To embarrass himself?”


Ye Chen knew how passionate his father-in-law was about antiques.


Missing out on this auction was a huge blow for him.


So, Ye Chen smiled and said—“Dad, if you really want to go, why not buy an invitation from a scalper?”


Xiao Changkun shook his head—“Impossible! Zhenbao Pavilion’s invitations are issued by the Song family—the most powerful family in Jinling. Everyone is fighting to get one. How could they be for sale?”


Ye Chen smirked.


So, it’s hosted by the Song family?


Didn’t Song Wanting personally ask for his help to authenticate antiques?


Getting two invitations from her would be a piece of cake.


Without another word, Ye Chen walked downstairs and called Song Wanting—


“Miss Song, could you help me get two invitations to the Zhenbao Pavilion auction?”


Song Wanting’s voice was warm and respectful—“Ye Chen, two invitations? That’s easy! Do you need more? I can send a few extras.”


Ye Chen chuckled—“Two is enough. Just for me and my father-in-law.”


After all, Xiao Churan and his mother-in-law, Ma Lan, had no interest in antiques.


Even if they got invitations, they wouldn’t go.


Ye Chen mainly wanted to keep an eye on his father-in-law—so he wouldn’t get scammed again.


At the same time, he was curious.


Would the auction feature any rare medicinal herbs or treasures?


Thinking about treasures, Ye Chen suddenly remembered the “Peace and Prosperity” stone.


After rescuing Dong Ruolin, the stone had mysteriously disappeared.


He had searched the entire route afterward but never found it.


Luckily, he had already absorbed its spiritual energy.


Otherwise, he might have regretted it forever.


Since Zhenbao Pavilion specialized in rare treasures, perhaps he could find something similar at the auction.


Delivering the Invitation


That evening, Xiao Churan returned from work.


However, Xiao Changkun was still in a foul mood—he had no appetite, still brooding over the invitation.


Ye Chen knew exactly why.


Just then, his phone rang.


It was Song Wanting—“Ye Chen, I just returned from Haicheng and I’m downstairs at your building. I have the invitations for you.”


Ye Chen hurried downstairs.


Song Wanting stepped out of her Rolls-Royce, handing him two golden invitations.


Ye Chen thanked her and immediately rushed back upstairs.


Shock and Excitement


Back home, Xiao Changkun was still grumbling.


Xiao Churan tried to comfort him—“Dad, don’t be upset. Grandma gave the invitation to Xiao Hailong so he could network with upper-class people. It’s just a social event.”


Xiao Changkun scoffed—“Hmph! Your grandma has always been biased! She never liked me, only cared about your uncle and Xiao Hailong. Now, even after all these years, she still plays favorites. It’s infuriating!”


Xiao Churan sighed helplessly.


She knew Grandma always favored Xiao Hailong—because he was a man and could inherit the family business.


After she married Ye Chen, Grandma completely gave up on her side of the family.


Just then, Ye Chen stepped forward, handing two golden invitations to Xiao Changkun—


“Dad, here’s your invitation.”


“WHAT?!”


Xiao Changkun’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull!


Like a spring-loaded mechanism, he jumped to his feet, snatching the invitations from Ye Chen’s hands.


Upon opening them, his entire body trembled with excitement.


Even Xiao Churan was shocked.


She took one from her father, inspecting it closely—


It was real! An actual Zhenbao Pavilion invitation!


“This is amazing!” Xiao Changkun beamed. “Ye Chen, you’re the best son-in-law ever!”


His face turned red with excitement, his words tumbling out—


“My daughter truly married the right man!”


At the side, Ma Lan scoffed, rolling her eyes—“It’s just an invitation. You’re acting like you won the lottery.”


Xiao Changkun glared at her—“You don’t understand! This is Zhenbao Pavilion!”


Then, he grinned at Ye Chen—“Come! Let’s sit down and eat! Churan, bring me that bottle of sea cucumber wine—I’m drinking with my good son-in-law tonight!”


Ma Lan huffed in annoyance but said nothing more.


Xiao Churan, still puzzled, sat beside Ye Chen and nudged him with her elbow—


“Where did you get these invitations?”


That afternoon, she had asked around at work.


She wanted to help her father get an invitation, but Zhenbao Pavilion’s invitations were strictly limited—each family only got a set amount.


So how did Ye Chen get his hands on two?


Ye Chen smiled faintly—“A friend of mine had extra invitations but didn’t want to go, so he gave them to me.”


Xiao Churan frowned slightly—“That’s too much of a coincidence. Since when did you have such wealthy friends?”


Ye Chen shrugged—“He’s just someone I helped before. His surname is Qin. Dad knows him.”


Xiao Changkun nodded eagerly—“Yes, yes! That Qin guy! He even gave me a jade bracelet worth five or six million!”


A Mysterious Son-in-Law


As the family ate, Xiao Changkun couldn’t stop smiling, clutching his invitation like a treasure.


Meanwhile, Xiao Churan stared at Ye Chen, her mind filled with questions.


Her husband was definitely not ordinary…