Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 13. Scram!

SLAP!

Su Mengqing’s body trembled violently as she shakily lifted her hand. Then, she fiercely struck her own tear-streaked face.

"Is that enough? Are you satisfied now?" she sobbed, turning her head to scream hysterically. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Not enough. Not even close."

Lin Fan finally stopped tapping on his phone. The sight brought immense relief to Zhang Meili and the others, who had been watching, scared out of their wits. It was as if they had been granted a great pardon.

"Su Mengqing, drop the act like you’re the one who has been wronged to death!" Lin Fan looked up from his phone, his eyes bloodshot. "Compared to what your Su family did to my mother, you haven’t even started to pay the interest! What right do you have to feel wronged? You still have no idea how you even got to where you are today!"

"Fine, fine, fine... You’ve won. You and your mother have won. I, Su Mengqing, am the despicable one! I’m the one with a cruel heart!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Su Mengqing laughed with bitter resentment, tears streaming down her face as she raised her hand again, slapping her cheeks hard.

The crisp sound of each slap echoed relentlessly within the mourning hall, leaving Yuan Tao and the others, who had just arrived outside, completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on? Didn’t the investigation report say Lin Fan was a complete pushover in the Su family? He has his mother-in-law, brother-in-law, and wife all kneeling on the ground, weeping and begging for mercy. This isn’t a pushover; this is beyond arrogant and domineering!

"Lin Fan, Mengqing has apologized! What more do you want? Do you truly have no regard for our past?"

Just then, the kneeling Zhang Meili also burst into tears.

"Have you forgotten? When you and your mother first came to Haicheng, it was Mengqing’s grandfather who took pity on you, a widow and her orphan son, and helped you! He let you live in the Su family’s old house for free, giving you a place to shelter you from the wind and rain! Later, he even introduced the college-educated Mengqing to you, secretly setting you two up!" she wiped her tears, screaming at the top of her lungs. "You always say the Su family owes your mother, but what you and your mother owe the Su family is a debt you can never repay in a lifetime!"

"...Mr. Lin, saving a life is the priority," Yuan Youwei said to Lin Fan in a low voice, her expression complex. "Just say the word, and I can decide the fate of the Su family for you."

She wasn’t pleading out of sympathy for them. Rather, Mr. Yuan Sr. had already been brought to the door. They had delayed for too long, and she feared it was truly too late.

"...Fine. All of you, get out of here. And don’t bother me again." Lin Fan exhaled a ragged breath, his jaw clenching repeatedly.

He truly wasn’t as heartless as the Su family. He couldn’t bring himself to be completely ruthless. Su Pharmaceutical was founded by Mr. Su Sr., the product of a lifetime of effort. To ask him to personally destroy the life’s work of that kind-hearted old man... Lin Fan just couldn’t do it.

"Hmph, so you do have a conscience, remembering how well Mr. Su Sr. treated you and your mother!" Hearing this, Zhang Meili fiercely wiped her tears and shot to her feet. She stuck out a chubby hand, her old, sullen expression returning. "Give me the phone! I’m deleting everything you posted right now!"

"Lin Fan, if my grandfather saw how ungrateful you are, he’d slap you to death!" Su Gang shouted viciously, having let go of Yang Tingting.

The mother and son had regained their confidence, their voices growing louder. Even Su Mengqing stopped prostrating, gritting her teeth as she staggered to her feet. The three of them seemed to believe they could control Lin Fan again by exploiting his sense of guilt toward Mr. Su Sr.

"Are you insane?" A mocking smile curled Lin Fan’s lips, as if he were looking at idiots. "I am only letting your disruption of this mourning hall slide out of respect for Mr. Su Sr."

He pointed toward the door. "I’ve already posted the recipes for the Injury Ointment and its components on the forum, and I will not be deleting them. Consider it me taking back what belongs to my mother! Your Su family has flourished for four years because of it. With that, my mother and I have repaid Mr. Su Sr.’s kindness. If you don’t get out now, I’ll release the recipes for all of Su Pharmaceutical’s other products and send you back to square one overnight!"

The realization hit them like a thunderbolt. Wh-what? So you bastard never even intended to let the Su family off easy! Then all our crying and kneeling just now... was that all for nothing?!

Zhang Meili and Su Gang were horrified and furious, nearly driven mad by rage. Su Mengqing staggered, her steps unsteady as she clutched the corner of the altar table for support. Overcome with fury, she spun around, raised her hand, and swiped fiercely at the spirit tablet beneath the memorial portrait!

"GET OUT!"

A thunderous roar exploded next to Su Mengqing’s ear. Lin Fan took a single step, appearing instantly behind her, and his hand flew out!

SLAP!

The loud, crisp slap spun Su Mengqing completely around and sent her flying out the door.

"I’d like to see what kind of divine doctor can bring a dead man back to life... Ouch, you’re crushing me!"

At that moment, a smirking Doctor Jiang came strolling over, his hands clasped behind his back. Before he could even step through the doorway, he was knocked backward to the ground by the flying Su Mengqing, becoming a human cushion.

"Which blind son of a bitch... who..." Doctor Jiang howled, about to let loose a string of curses. But when their eyes met, his pupils constricted violently, and his voice died in his throat.

"Ah... you, you’re Doctor Jiang? I’m so sorry, so sorry!" Su Mengqing scrambled to her feet, her head ringing. Lin Fan’s slap had left her mouth and nose bleeding, and the pain was so intense she nearly fainted. She shot a venomous glare into the mourning hall, then turned her head. Stunned for a moment, she began apologizing profusely to Doctor Jiang.

"Who are you? Humph, I don’t know you at all!" Doctor Jiang’s expression shifted. He stood up, rubbing his lower back and flicking his sleeve in a dismissive, angry snort.

"I’m Su Mengqing, the President of Su Pharmaceutical. We met last night, you even complimented me on my looks..." Su Mengqing said, completely bewildered.

"Nonsense! I certainly did not attend any birthday party for Young Master Chen’s dog last night!" Doctor Jiang’s face turned green. He could have strangled the foolish woman in front of him. Everyone knows the Yuan family and the Black Tiger Hall are mortal enemies. You’ve just sold me out! Are you trying to make Yuan Youwei suspicious?

"Doctor Jiang, Director Su never said you went to Chen Biao’s pet dog’s birthday party."

The next moment, Yuan Youwei walked out of the mourning hall. She stared at Doctor Jiang, a faint, cold smile playing on her lips. Her beautiful eyes were already filled with ice. Mrs. Xue, Yuan Tao, and the others exchanged uneasy glances.

"No, no, I merely heard about it, I never went!" Doctor Jiang shuddered, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

SLAP!

He backhanded Su Mengqing across the face, pointing at her nose as he scolded, "If you dare slander me again, I’ll make Su Pharmaceutical disappear from Haicheng!"

Ignoring Su Mengqing’s humiliated, tear-filled eyes, Doctor Jiang turned back to Yuan Youwei with a sycophantic smile, all his earlier arrogance gone. "I suddenly remembered I left my door unlocked at home. I’ll be taking my leave now, heh heh..."

"You’ve come all this way, why the hurry to leave? Weren’t you the one just insisting that my grandfather was a dead man who couldn’t be saved?" Yuan Youwei’s smile vanished, and her beautiful face hardened. "Clear the room! Close the doors!"

THUD! THUD!

At her command, Mrs. Xue, who was just inside the doorway, grabbed Zhang Meili, Su Gang, and Yang Tingting by the back of their collars and tossed them out one after another. Immediately after, she and Yuan Tao flanked the horrified Doctor Jiang, grabbing him by the arms and hauling him directly into the mourning hall.

CLANG!

After the old man on the stretcher was carried inside, the clinic’s two transparent glass doors slammed shut, leaving Su Mengqing and the other three standing rigidly outside, staring blankly through the glass.