Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 12. Su Mengqing gives in!

The sudden turn of events plunged the mourning hall into a deathly silence.

Su Mengqing was stupefied, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. Zhang Meili and her two companions stared at each other, completely dumbfounded.

"No, impossible... absolutely impossible..." Liu Fang stood frozen, the color draining from her face. She slowly turned her head, her eyes filled with incredulity, and looked at Yuan Youwei, who was smiling without saying a word.

"That’s right, I did it," Yuan Youwei said, her smile blooming like a flower as she nodded calmly. "My uncle is a senior executive at Yuandao Properties. I can have him fire anyone I want."

"You! You!" Liu Fang clenched her fists, her entire body trembling with rage.

Yuan Youwei had mimicked her tone, throwing her own words right back at her. Liu Fang felt as if she had been slapped hard across the face, her cheeks burning with humiliation.

"Liu Fang, don’t believe her! She’s just trying to provoke you!" Yang Tingting urged hastily, seeing how badly the situation had turned.

"Right, it’s only been a few minutes. How could she possibly do that? It must be a coincidence!" Su Mengqing said with firm conviction.

Beside her, Zhang Meili and Su Gang nodded repeatedly in agreement. The whole affair was too outlandish for anyone to believe so easily.

"You wait! Just you wait! I’ll go to the hospital to figure out what’s going on, and then I’m coming back to settle the score with you!" Liu Fang snarled. She could no longer be bothered with the Su family’s drama. Clutching her phone, she scrambled toward the door in a panic. Although she suspected the woman was just provoking her, the scathing call from her second aunt’s husband had thrown her into a state of terror.

SCREECH! SCREECH!

Just as Liu Fang jogged to the mouth of the alley and reached for her car door, a convoy of luxury cars came roaring up the road. They screeched to a halt one after another, forming a long queue.

The most eye-catching of them all was a dark green armored cash transport vehicle.

The car doors flew open, and well-dressed men and women jumped out. With anxious expressions, they began unloading large briefcases from the armored vehicle and rushing with them toward the Suxin Clinic down the alley.

Liu Fang gasped, dumbstruck. "What in the world is going on?"

She suddenly noticed a young man among them with dark circles under his eyes.

"Young... Young Master Yuan?"

BOOM!

Liu Fang’s mind went blank. That was Yuan Tao, the eldest son of the second branch of the Yuan family—the number one clan in Haicheng! She had never met him personally, but she had once seen him from a distance outside the general manager’s office at her company.

So the woman wasn’t threatening me after all? Could she... actually be part of the Yuan family? It’s likely she really got my second aunt’s entire department—and me—fired!

"Yang Tingting! The Su family! You’ve doomed me! This isn’t over!"

THUD!

The world spun before her eyes as her legs gave way. Overwhelmed with regret, Liu Fang collapsed to the ground, sobbing her heart out.

「Inside the mourning hall.」

With Liu Fang’s departure, a flicker of unease crossed Su Mengqing’s mind. She turned on Lin Fan and demanded angrily, "Give me the formula now! Otherwise, in three days when the clinic’s rent is due, you’ll be thrown out on the street!"

"That’s right! You loser, if it weren’t for our family, could you possibly come up with the tens of thousands needed for the monthly rent in just three days?" Zhang Meili shouted, her plump face dark and her patience completely exhausted.

"You don’t need to worry about the rent," Lin Fan said, releasing Yuan Youwei and Mrs. Xue. He gave a cold smile and held up his phone. "You want the formula? I’ve already posted it on the National Medicine Forum. Go copy it yourselves."

At his words, the four members of the Su family were stunned for a moment, then felt a surge of joy. But in the next instant, their expressions changed dramatically, as if they’d been struck by lightning.

What National Medicine Forum... Damn it! Doesn’t that mean it’s been published online? Lin Fan, how dare you? How could you DARE?!

They had thought the pressure of the rent had finally broken him. Who would have thought he’d go for the kill, stabbing the Su family right in the heart?

"Lin Fan! You... May you die a horrible death!" Su Mengqing shrieked, staggering as she pointed a trembling finger at him, her lips quivering uncontrollably.

"Director Su, it’s true! Lin Fan really posted the formula on that National Medicine Forum!" Yang Tingting cried out in a panic, having quickly searched for it on her phone.

This was the core trade secret of Su Pharmaceutical, and Lin Fan had just casually leaked it to the public. Furthermore, the website was the largest forum for the traditional medicine industry in the Southwest provinces and was widely followed by people in the business. To make matters worse, Lin Fan’s account level on the forum was ridiculously high. In just a few short minutes, his post had already been flooded with likes and replies. It was impossible to stop it now!

"You’re finished, Lin Fan! I’m telling you, your life is over! I’ll hire someone to kill you!" Su Gang threatened loudly, his face contorted in a ferocious glare.

"Lin Fan, may you die a horrible death! I curse your mother, Lin Suxin, to be sent to the eighteenth level of hell!" Zhang Meili shrieked, her blood pressure soaring. She hopped in fury, pointing a spittle-flecked finger at the memorial portrait as she hurled curses.

"Good. It seems you’re still not satisfied," Lin Fan said, the veins on his forehead bulging as his eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Without another word, he unlocked his phone and began typing furiously. "I’d rather publish the Injury Ointment Prescription as well than let your Su family get it for free!"

The Injury Ointment Prescription? That’s the very lifeblood of Su Pharmaceutical!

The four members of the Su family were aghast, trembling from head to toe.

"You... you...!" Su Mengqing’s face went deathly pale. Clutching her heart, she collapsed to the ground and coughed up mouthfuls of blood. Staring at Lin Fan, she was so furious she couldn’t speak, her body shaking like a sieve.

"You bastard! You... you stop it! Stop it right now!" Zhang Meili’s plump face twitched as she completely lost control. Screeching, she lunged forward with her hands outstretched, trying to snatch Lin Fan’s phone.

Su Gang and Yang Tingting snapped out of their stupor and charged forward as well.

THUMP! THUMP!

Mrs. Xue, who had been standing silently, suddenly lifted her long, elegant legs from beneath her black cheongsam and lashed out with two vicious kicks.

After a few cries of pain, Zhang Meili and the other two were sent sprawling to the floor. They let out piercing wails of agony, unable to get any closer to Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan, you... you’re committing a crime! Do you want to go to prison?" Su Mengqing shrieked, gasping for breath between sobs.

"Even if I go to prison, I’ll drag the Su family down with me!" Lin Fan retorted, laughing with rage.

The speed of his typing quickened. He had the brazen attitude of someone with nothing left to lose.

"No, don’t! We were wrong, we were really wrong! Lin Fan, stop! Please, stop!" Just then, Zhang Meili endured the pain and struggled to get up. With a grimace, she fell to her knees before Lin Fan and began kowtowing frantically. "As long as you spare our Su family and don’t leak the Injury Ointment Prescription, we’ll agree to anything!"

"Yes, yes! Brother-in-law! Brother Fan! Grandpa Fan! Please, spare the Su family! We deserve to die! We wronged your mother!" Su Gang clutched his stomach as he knelt, turning to Lin Suxin’s memorial portrait and slapping his own face repeatedly.

The mother and son were utterly terrified. If the Su family was finished, they would be cast back to their humble origins, losing everything they had.

"And you, you damned witch! You really deserve to die! This is all your fault for being so disrespectful to Brother Fan and Mrs. Lin!" Seeing that Lin Fan remained unmoved and continued typing, Su Gang viciously grabbed Yang Tingting’s hair. Ignoring her piercing screams, he slapped her face again and again.

"No, you’re not sorry. You’re just scared because the Su family is about to be finished," Lin Fan said, shaking his head with a cold, indifferent expression. He continued to focus on the forum, typing out the ingredients and ratios for the Injury Ointment.

Every tap of his fingers on the screen was another step toward the collapse of Su Pharmaceutical.

"Lin Fan! You just wanted to force me to apologize to your mother, didn’t you?"

In the next moment, Su Mengqing used her hands and feet to drag herself to the foot of Lin Suxin’s memorial tablet. Then, she knelt down straight, her head bowed low.

"Fine! You’ve won. You’re incredible!"

Tears of absolute humiliation streamed down her deathly pale cheeks, making her look utterly wretched—a world away from her usual image as a cold and proud CEO.