Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 20, Property worth tens of millions!

"Hmph. You can buy a heap of worthless paper online for a few hundred yuan, and you still try to fool people with it? Calling you stupid is an understatement."

Stack after stack of banknotes burst into flames, gradually turning into a pile of black ash. A cross-breeze blew through the hall, scattering the ashes until they vanished completely.

Zhang Qiang stood to the side, staring at Lin Fan as if he were an idiot. He even planned to post this incident as a joke in the family chat group so Zhang Meili and Su Mengqing could join in and viciously mock Lin Fan!

"Why don’t you burn it for your mom, Lin Suxin, so she can spend it in the underworld! Hahaha!"

"Burning ten million in cash for my mother? You’re even more filial than her own son," Lin Fan said, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He returned the favor, looking at Zhang Qiang as if he were the moron.

"And as for all of you," Lin Fan said, turning to the gathered men and women, "I have already repaid the kindness you showed by visiting my mother. You burned the money yourselves. Just don’t regret it later."

"Lin Fan! Have you no shame? Trying to dismiss us with a pile of fake money?"

"I don’t believe a word you say! You’re just as cunning as your mother, Lin Suxin. Did you prepare this in advance?"

Some shot him disdainful looks while others crossed their arms and scoffed. None of them took his words seriously.

"That’s right, pay up! Believe it or not, we’ll smash this memorial hall to pieces if you don’t!" Unsettled by Lin Fan’s stare, Zhang Qiang was about to continue his loud threats.

"Brother Qiang, something’s not right!" Ma Laosan said, rushing over with his phone, a panicked look on his face. "I just checked online. Cultivation Coupons are always printed with warning text that makes them easy to identify!"

"Have you got no backbone?" Zhang Qiang rolled his eyes in exasperation. "We just burned a bunch of Cultivation Banknotes. What’s the big deal? Why are you looking it up online?"

His wife was a teller at a bank branch and had once brought home a stack of Cultivation Coupons. And the bills they had just burned... they didn’t quite look like the usual ones.

A sense of dread made his stomach lurch. Zhang Qiang’s expression shifted slightly, but he quickly stuck his neck out and snorted defiantly. "What’s there to be scared of?! Even if it was real, I have plenty of money! I can pay you all back!"

Hearing this, Ma Laosan’s face turned beet red again, and he smiled sheepishly, not daring to say another word. The other men and women also nodded along with expressions of complete trust. Everyone knew that Zhang Qiang’s aunt was the wealthy Zhang Meili, whose family owned the multi-billion-yuan Su Pharmaceutical. He wasn’t just bragging; he truly had the means to back it up!

"Mr. Lin, I’ve come for Mrs. Lin."

Just then, a pleasant, melodious voice spoke from the doorway. Following the sound, a man and a woman entered, immediately capturing everyone’s attention.

A beauty, an absolute goddess!

Zhang Qiang’s eyes were glued to Yuan Youwei as she walked toward Lin Fan, his jaw nearly on the floor. However, when his gaze shifted to the man behind her, his pupils contracted violently and a tremor ran through his body.

"President Luo? You... you’re really President Luo from Haicheng Commercial Bank?!" Zhang Qiang rushed forward, his face plastered with a wide smile as he eagerly extended his hand. "My wife, Xu Juan, is a teller at one of your branches. I never thought I’d get to meet you today, it’s truly a..."

"Mm," President Luo, dressed in a sharp suit, cut him off with a noncommittal grunt. He looked past him at Lin Fan, who stood beside Yuan Youwei, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Last night, a call from the Yuan family had dragged him out of bed to personally escort a delivery of one hundred million in cash. President Luo had no idea what had transpired. But when he learned today that the same one hundred million was to be deposited back into the bank, he shamelessly took the initiative to come along. A young man held in such high regard by Yuan Youwei could hardly be an ordinary person. At that moment, President Luo was filled with speculation and decided he had to find a way to get closer to Lin Fan.

"President Luo, Xu Juan has been a teller for four years. Could you... help her out a bit? Maybe a promotion?" Zhang Qiang pressed on, seeing President Luo ignore him to size up Lin Fan. He forced an even more fawning smile. "Don’t worry, our family will be eternally grateful..."

"If you say one more word, believe me when I say I will fire Xu Juan on the spot," President Luo hissed under his breath, his face turning green with fury. I was trying to make a good impression on Mr. Lin, and this idiot chooses this exact moment to attempt a blatant bribe? Stupid. As stupid as a pig!

"Uh..." Zhang Qiang was so stunned he almost choked, his fawning smile freezing on his face as he fell silent. Ma Laosan and the others were completely quiet, appearing cowed and fearful, utterly overwhelmed by the imposing presence of both Yuan Youwei and President Luo.

"Mr. Lin, this is a property transfer agreement," Yuan Youwei said, opening a thick folder and presenting it to Lin Fan with both hands. "It includes all the storefronts and supermarkets on this block, including the clinic. As soon as you sign, these properties will all be yours." Smiling like a blooming flower, she continued in a soft voice, "It’s only worth a little over ten million, but please accept it as a token of the Yuan family’s sincerity and a small compensation for what happened last night."

What? All the shops and supermarkets on this block? What a joke! That’s Yuandao Properties’ assets! Hmph, does she really think we’re that easy to fool? Everyone knows Liu Fang manages this property!

Instantly, Ma Laosan and the others exchanged strange glances. Then, they suddenly burst into uproarious laughter. Even Zhang Qiang, who had been secretly admiring Yuan Youwei’s beauty, couldn’t help but snicker.

"My dear beauty, you aren’t an actress Lin Fan hired, are you?" Zhang Qiang asked, flicking his hair as he stepped closer and laughed lecherously at Yuan Youwei. "How much did he pay you? I’ll double it! No, triple it!" He licked his lips, his eyes burning with a fiery heat, his expression growing more and more vile. "I’m the owner of Brother Qiang’s Pharmacy. Why don’t we head over to my place and... get better acquainted?"

"Fine by me," Yuan Youwei glanced at Zhang Qiang, smiling with great interest. "I’m just afraid you can’t afford the price."

A sharp hiss escaped Zhang Qiang’s lips. She agreed! His mouth went dry, and his bones felt like they were melting. His gaze grew even bolder, shamelessly drifting down to her ample chest. He was completely oblivious to the man beside him, President Luo, whose throat bobbed as his face turned pale with fright. Damn, he’s got guts! Real guts! Trying to make a move on the second young miss of the Yuan family? He must be in a rush to reincarnate!

"As of today, there will be no ’Brother Qiang’s Pharmacy’ on this block."

The next moment, Lin Fan, who had been silent, took the folder and swiftly signed his name. "I’m going to make every last one of you heartless, beastly scoundrels get the hell out of here!"

The memorial hall fell dead silent for a second before erupting into another round of deafening laughter.

"Are you insane, Lin Fan? You think someone like you can make us scram?"

"You can’t even cough up the eight hundred-some yuan you owe us, yet you’re still talking tough? You think you can make decisions for Liu Fang?"

"This is hilarious! Hahaha! Go on then, try and make us leave! Right here, in front of Lin Suxin’s memorial tablet!"

Ma Laosan laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, while the others were bent over, clutching their stomachs. It was as if they’d just heard the biggest joke in the world. Zhang Qiang just rolled his eyes, no longer bothering to even look at Lin Fan. He was just about to resume his fawning over Yuan Youwei.

THUMP!

A dark figure suddenly burst through the door and knelt heavily before Lin Suxin’s memorial tablet.

The smiles on the faces of Ma Laosan and the others froze. Zhang Qiang’s mouth fell open in shock. Then, all their faces changed dramatically, their eyes nearly popping from their sockets in disbelief.

"Mrs. Lin, I was wrong! I’m not human, I’m a beast! I never should have listened to the lies of Yang Tingting and the Su family!"

It was Liu Fang, her face bruised and swollen, her hair a disheveled mess, and her clothes in tatters. She looked like a ghost who had just crawled out of a grave. She wept hysterically, kowtowing frantically toward the memorial tablet over and over, completely devoid of the proud, high-and-mighty attitude she always had when collecting rent.