Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 273 - 272: Lin Fan’s Decision

"Sis, I want to use this money to establish a fund specifically to subsidize the families of Hulin Guard martyrs like yours."

Various curses and shouts faintly echoed from behind.

Lin Fan remained unfazed and left the Shen Family Mansion with the three companions.

They continued until they got back into the black Bentley, heading towards Five Rings.

Only then did Feng Cui snap out of her long shock, glancing back at Lin Fan again.

Their eyes meet, and Lin Fan smiled and continued explaining.

"Of course, there will be someone managing it, so you don’t need to worry too much. The annual dividends should be sufficient for you to live without worry."

"Alright, alright... Sis doesn’t have much education and doesn’t understand these things, Lin Fan, you handle it, we all trust you."

Feng Cui nodded without overthinking.

After all, the astronomical figure of ten billion is far too removed from her life.

It’s like a beautiful dream, seeming so unrealistic.

"What I mean is, Sis, you will be the manager of this fund. You don’t need to do much, just ensure each dividend is accurately distributed without skipping any family."

"It’s considered a job, and you can earn an additional one percent of the profit each year as your salary."

Lin Fan looked deeply at Feng Cui, silently nodding to himself.

This seasoned, short and thin woman’s character is genuinely respectable.

Even though her husband sacrificed himself years ago, she still uses her frail body to support a family.

She takes good care of her bedridden mother-in-law and her deaf and mute son.

Not to mention, during the crucial moment when Ye Jizong was pressing hard, she was even willing to set aside personal gain to help others.

This shows she has no selfish motives and should be worthy of trust.

After all, ten billion is not a small amount.

Who can guarantee that under the immense temptation of wealth, they can consistently maintain their original intentions?

Moreover, Lin Fan has no intention of meddling.

Leaving it to Feng Cui to oversee seems like a fitting choice among the families of the martyrs.

"Lin Fan, are you joking? I’m just an uneducated rural woman, how could I understand these things?"

Feng Cui was so frightened she trembled, desperately waving her hands in refusal.

Even Wang Meng, who was driving, looked quite surprised, his eyes widening.

"Why don’t you let Mengzi handle it? We all trust him!"

Feng Cui shook her head like a rattle, steadfast in her refusal.

"If I say you can do it, then you can do it."

Lin Fan held down Feng Cui’s hand, his gaze firm.

He could see it.

She was genuinely afraid of messing things up, not just pretending to refuse.

"It’s not that I don’t trust Wang Meng, but shortly, he’ll be returning to Hulin Guard. Managing such a large fund could provoke criticism."

Creaaak!

The black Bentley suddenly halted, throwing everyone slightly forward.

Wang Meng’s eyes were wide like copper bells, followed by a face full of grievance, biting his lips hard.

"Boss, do you find me annoying, disturbing your sweet moments with those girls?"

"Can’t I just stay out of your way? You can’t drive me away!"

"..."

Lin Fan’s body shook, his face turning green.

With irritation, he slapped Wang Meng on the back of the head.

"What nonsense are you talking? In your eyes, am I that kind of person who puts pleasure before friendship?"

"Now that you’ve become a Qi Condensation Grandmaster, don’t you want to serve your country? Do you really want to be my driver for a lifetime?"

"Get lost, just get back to Hulin Guard!"

"Let those who look down on you see clearly that you, Wang Meng, are not a traitor!"

After his reprimand, the car fell into silence.

Liu Yueguang looked bewildered, staring at the three suddenly arguing adults.

Feng Cui opened her mouth, confused about how to speak.

"Boss, I don’t want to go back. I... I just want to follow you and accomplish big things."

Wang Meng choked up, turning away with red eyes, stubbornly holding back his tears.

"If you go back, then let’s go back together! You’re not a deserter. You’re still the hero in the hearts of thirty thousand Hulin Guard brothers!"

"I can’t. I still have unfinished business... Once I return, I’ll be bound by that identity, unable to act freely."

Lin Fan’s heart was heavy, silent for a moment, yet he decisively shook his head.

How he longed to return to the life of watching swords under lamps, with the bugles echoing in the camps.

There’s not much scheming there.

It’s just the full passion for defending the country!

But he’s bearing too many burdens, already drifting far from the past, hard to return.

"Stop with the whining. A grown man crying?"

"I’ll talk to Old Marshal Wang and Marshal Yu. Once your case is overturned, you can reclaim your identity."

Lin Fan frowned and threw a tissue to Wang Meng, who was crying silently.

"Come on Mengzi, isn’t going back a good thing? You used to miss the days with Zhong Yong and them."

Feng Cui sighed slightly and softly coaxed.

"I just can’t bear to leave Boss, feeling his regrets..."

Wang Meng wiped his corner of the eye aggressively, stayed silent for a while, before dejectedly agreeing.

"Alright, it’s settled then. Tomorrow, I’ll have Youwei deal with the fund matters, Sis don’t refuse anymore."

The car started again, unknowingly arriving back at Feng Cui’s small two-story house.

Lin Fan nodded to the Ye Family trusted aide standing guard at the door.

He smiled at the reluctant Liu Yueguang and bid farewell.

"Boss, you really have the heart to leave me behind?"

"Can’t you reconsider? I actually also miss Mrs. Xue beside Miss Yuan..."

"Are you afraid I’ll continue borrowing money from you?"

On the way back, Wang Meng rambled on, desperately trying to find something to say.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes vigorously, not willing to respond.

Though they’ve only spent a few days together, there’s a camaraderie of shared hardships.

Helping Wang Meng shed the stigma of a deserter also served as a small resolution for Lin Fan.

"Young Master, you’re finally back, I’ve been waiting like crazy!"

As he parked, Lin Fan kicked Wang Meng, delaying and dawdling, into Summer Family Mansion, his expression complex as he returned to his room alone.

Just as he pushed the door, an excited, sweet voice sounded from inside.

"Why are you staying up in my room at night? Feeling itchy again?"

Smack!

Lin Fan pressed the wall switch, illuminating the dark room.

Seeing Wu Miaomiao smiling from the bed, sitting up.

He couldn’t help but tense up, frown, and admonish coldly.

This female subordinate has recently been getting more brazen, repeatedly harboring inappropriate thoughts about him.

He’s genuinely having to be cautious to ensure she doesn’t succeed!

"Come on, you promised to help me deal with the backlash of the Charm Skill!"

Wu Miaomiao widened her long, almond-shaped eyes, grumbling with some resentment.

"You’ve already given so many people acupuncture, jabbing me twice isn’t a big deal, is it?"

"Fine, fine, I’ll give you acupuncture. You better behave, don’t cause any nonsense."

Lin Fan had a dark look, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Fortunately, it’s late, no one should come by and stumble upon this?

With a quick thought, he gestured towards the bed, irritably instructing.

"Lie on the bed, take off your jacket... Wait, what the hell, stop right there! Didn’t say take off everything!"