Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 242 - 241: Lin Fan, How Dare You Trick Us?
"What, it’s quicklime? This, how is that possible?"
"Hiss... that’s some nerve, using fake goods to intimidate the Shen family, and the key is it actually worked!"
As Ying Wenyuan’s words fell.
The scene suddenly went silent, then exploded!
The faces of the Shen family changed drastically.
They all rushed forward hurriedly, bending over to touch the white fine powder on the ground.
Some even dared to secretly put their fingers into their mouths, tasting it carefully.
"Pah! This really is quicklime!"
Shen Qingqiu spat out the lime powder, his face looking as if he had eaten a dead fly.
"Dad! We’ve all been fooled. These are not the ashes of our Shen family ancestor at all!"
Turning around, he shouted loudly at Shen Changlong, his eyes already turning red.
What, it’s really quicklime?
Damn it, we’ve been deceived!
All fell for Lin Fan’s trick!
"These bastards, these damned bastards, do they really think there’s no one in the Shen family?"
"Grandpa, don’t hesitate, just order to shoot him!"
Mrs. Ying Sr. was furious, unable to stop cursing.
Ying Rufeng’s face twitched violently, his whole body filled with killing intent as he urged Shen Changlong.
"... Lin Fan, you dare to trick us?"
Shen Changlong clutched his heart tightly, his old face turning blue and white, nearly angry enough to spit blood.
Just now, he was hesitant, not daring to act against Lin Fan.
Even to the point of restraint again and again!
Who could have imagined, they were treated like monkeys, fooled by the other party!
Think about it, what kind of area is the Shen family ancestral cemetery?
Normally, there were plenty of dedicated people watching over it, ordinary people couldn’t get close at all.
Let alone, the cemetery had been robbed, with more than ten urns stolen, destroying more than ten graves.
Yet, no one reported it from over there, truly very suspicious.
"Isn’t this all learned from your good daughter Shen Yueli?"
Under the watchful eyes of various gazes.
Lin Fan’s lips curled into an unabashed sneer as he turned to look at the trembling Shen Yueli.
"Didn’t you use a dog’s ashes last night to pretend as my mom’s ashes, trying to deceive me, wanting to laugh at me?"
"How does it feel to be deceived? Not so good, right?"
"You! You bastard! How dare you, how dare you!!"
With a boom, Shen Yueli seemed to have taken a heavy punch.
Only felt her vision darkening, almost going crazy with anger!
She always prided herself on being clever, always playing tricks on others for fun.
Who could have imagined, within such a short time, to be tricked twice by Lin Fan!
Shame, anger, unwillingness... all kinds of emotions churned violently in her heart.
Finally transformed into a deep malice in Shen Yueli’s eyes!
"Lin Fan, aren’t you afraid you’ll never get your mom’s ashes back by doing this?"
Shen Yueli’s chest heaved violently, but a malicious smile appeared on her lips.
"Threaten me? Do you really think you are some tough character? In my eyes, you’re just a calculating bitch!"
"You bullied my mom like that, not because she’s inferior to you, but because she doesn’t have the same lack of boundaries as you!"
"I’m not my mom, I can also temporarily put aside my boundaries for those without them... and how are you sure these remaining urns are all fake?"
Lin Fan also smiled, speaking through gritted teeth, cheeks bulging fiercely.
He intentionally swung the large travel bag in his hand.
Damn, it’s really impossible to be sure!
Though earlier the destroyed ones were three fake urns.
But who dares to be completely sure they were all fake inside?
For a moment, the hearts of the Shen family, which had initially settled, tightened again.
Mrs. Ying Sr. also dared not curse further, her teeth grinding loudly.
Originally planning to order action from various sniper points, Shen Changlong hurriedly waved his hand behind.
Even Shen Yueli’s smile froze, turning into suspicion and uncertainty.
"Haha, virtual as real, real as virtual... this kid plays a good trickster."
Seeing this, Mr. Xia Sr., who had stood silently for a while, couldn’t help but show approval, muttering softly.
"Wang Meng, tell us honestly, is everything inside fake?"
Tie Hao also showed admiration, secretly giving Lin Fan a thumbs-up in his heart.
He couldn’t hold it back any longer, and quietly asked Wang Meng, who returned with a stern face.
As soon as he spoke, Su Gang and Zhang Meili, who were slightly closer, quickly perked their ears, afraid of missing a word.
The originally dejected Su Mengqing also couldn’t help but raise her eyes slightly.
No matter how much she resented Lin Fan.
Unexpectedly, this guy erupted with great power, using a few fake urns to frighten the Ying and Shen Families until they were scared stiff.
For some reason, Su Mengqing’s heart felt a sense of satisfaction in venting her anger.
Surprisingly, there was also a trace of admiration for Lin Fan?
Could it be that she had neglected and overlooked him too much in the past?
That’s why it’s difficult to see the various shining points on Lin Fan?
Su Mengqing thought blankly, her gaze on Lin Fan became slightly unfocused.
"Can’t say, at least not now."
At this moment, Wang Meng shook his head with a cold face, refusing to say a word.
This didn’t just disappoint Tie Hao greatly, but also made Stubborn Su Gang withdraw his gaze dejectedly.
"Can’t you just make it simple, use my mom’s ashes to exchange for your Shen Family Ancestors’ ashes, you won’t be at a loss."
The next moment.
Lin Fan, who had been holding on for a moment with the crowd, finally completely lost his patience.
"If you’re not willing, I’ll just scatter all the bones to the wind!"
Lin Fan’s eyes darkened, and he suddenly tossed the large travel bag in his hand high over his head.
"No, don’t, we’ll exchange, we’ll exchange immediately!"
Shen Yueli was shocked, quickly stopping Lin Fan.
This damn thing is really too cunning.
A thousand times, ten thousand times harder to deal with than his mom, Lin Suxin!
Even if Shen Yueli was unwilling to hand over Lin Suxin’s ashes from the bottom of her heart.
But in this public setting, how could she not return it?
On one hand, she was obstructing Lin Fan’s filial piety.
No matter how hard you try to cover it up, people would still criticize!
On the other hand, she was fulfilling her own filial piety.
If she watched as her own family’s ancestral ashes were scattered and remained indifferent.
Wouldn’t she bear the bad name of forgetting her ancestors?
"Ah Fu! You go back immediately and bring Sister Suxin’s ashes here!"
Turning her head, Shen Yueli urgently urged the sad-faced Ah Fu.
"Yes, I’ll go back right away..."
Ah Fu responded lowly, as if all his energy had been drained.
Ah Lu was missing, Ah Shou and Ah Xi were killed by the Old Family Head Shen Changlong right under his nose.
The once high-spirited and lively four siblings.
In just a few days, only he was left, all alone...
"Lady, no need to send Ah Fu for another trip, I’ve already brought Lady Suxin’s urn here."
At this moment, a cold elderly voice came from outside the crowd.
Ah Fu’s steps froze, turning to look at Shen Yueli.
The latter opened her eyes wide, recognizing the voice.
Shen Yueli couldn’t help but grit her teeth and smile bitterly.
She never expected that even that old guy Uncle Qian secretly stood on Lin Fan’s side!
Sure enough, Uncle Qian hunched his back, slowly carrying an urn wrapped in a red cloth.
Then squeezed through the crowd to stand before Lin Fan.
"Young master, don’t blame the Lady, she has placed Lady Suxin’s ashes in the shrine, showing her sincerity."
Uncle Qian lowered his cloudy eyes, speaking vaguely with intention.
"...Thank you."
Lin Fan nodded, accepting the urn, examining it closely.
Finally confirmed that the box was unopened, even the tiny markings on the base were intact.
Lin Fan couldn’t help but feel his nose sting, his eyes moist.
"Mom, I won’t let anyone disturb your spirit in the heavens again..."
He held the urn tightly, whispering with a choking voice.
Completely ignoring Shen Yueli’s furious glare at Uncle Qian, about to explode!
"Old Qian, you’re quite clever, huh? Knowing I would bring Sister Suxin’s ashes, you prepared in advance?"
Shen Yueli asked with a sarcastic smile.
"Lady, you don’t want things to escalate too much, let’s end this here."
Uncle Qian was silent for a moment, picking up the large travel bag from the ground, respectfully handing it to Shen Yueli.
"Hmph, dare to act on your own again, and Lingling’s life will be difficult to say."
Shen Yueli took it over, gritting her teeth and speaking lowly.
"Yueli, wait a moment, we’ve been tricked again, not a single urn inside is real!"
The next moment, before Uncle Qian could respond.
Shen Qingqiu put down her phone, her face looking terribly grim and shouted.
"The guard at the ancestral grave site has confirmed multiple times at each tomb, there are no signs of being robbed or dug!"
"We’ve been deceived by Lin Fan again, it’s fake, all damn fake!"
