Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 42. Mr. Yuan Sr. got so scared he wet himself!
"How dare you! Is the noble Yuan family something you can insult and belittle?"
"Lin Fan, don’t think you can impress us just because you showed off a little and acted tough!"
"Tch, what a joke. Does he really think he’s the old master’s savior?"
Everyone’s expression changed. Tables were slammed, curses were shouted, and scoldings flew. The uproar was like a chaotic marketplace.
Yuan Ruohai and Seventh Uncle exchanged a glance, both smiling with unconcealed pleasure at Lin Fan’s misfortune.
As expected, just a brute. Can a few harsh words really throw him into such disarray?
"Grandfather, Lin Fan... he didn’t mean it, please don’t be angry with him!" Yuan Youwei’s expression tightened.
She quickly rose and moved to Mr. Yuan Sr.’s side, pleading earnestly for Lin Fan.
"Young man, in all my years, you are the first person who has dared to point at my nose and curse me."
Mr. Yuan Sr. raised a hand to stop Yuan Youwei. The smile on his old face grew wider, but a glint of anger hid in the depths of his eyes.
I remember last night at the clinic. This little rascal repeatedly provoked me, showing no reverence whatsoever. Especially that needle he stuck in my philtrum. That really fucking hurt! Hmph. If I don’t teach him a harsh lesson, how can I swallow this humiliation? Not to mention, that silly girl Youwei is completely bewitched by him. If you can’t even pass this little test, then on what grounds can you, Lin Fan, enter the Yuan family’s doors?
"How about this? If you feel the Yuan family has wronged you, why don’t you just take this old fool’s life back?"
The old man stood up leisurely. He then spread his arms with a grin, presenting himself as if ready for slaughter.
The hall fell silent once more.
The members of the Yuan family stared at each other in shock, not daring to utter another sound. He was furious. Mr. Yuan Sr. was on the verge of unleashing his thunderous rage!
Seeing this, Yuan Ruohai and Seventh Uncle exchanged another subtle glance, no longer able to suppress the smug smiles on their faces.
Yuan Youwei and Mrs. Xue were frantic, desperately trying to give Lin Fan warning looks.
"Are you serious?" Lin Fan asked, his expression unchanged.
"...You can try," Mr. Yuan Sr. replied, his smile vanishing as his gaze turned hard.
Damn it, this little brat is really stubborn. Is he absolutely refusing to back down? Fine, fine, fine. Then don’t blame this old man for breaking up the happy couple!
"Alright, then I’ll have to try," Lin Fan said with a nod.
With a flick of his wrist, a fine silver needle appeared stealthily between his fingers.
Practicing medicine and saving lives is supposed to be a good deed. But what if the person you saved turns out to be a heartless old beast? Well, I don’t mind correcting my mistake on the spot.
Dead silence filled the hall. The atmosphere grew incredibly oppressive, like a giant boulder pressing down on everyone’s chest, making it difficult to breathe.
As the old and young man stood their ground, staring each other down, Yuan Ruohai and the others could no longer laugh, discreetly reaching for their phones.
Yuan Youwei and Mrs. Xue were burning with anxiety, their foreheads beaded with cold sweat.
We’ve both seen Lin Fan’s skills firsthand. If he truly decides to kill... no one here can stop him!
One second, two seconds, three seconds... a full ten seconds passed.
Suddenly, the sound of dense, rapid footsteps came from outside the dining hall!
"Lin Fan! The audacity! No wonder the Su Family kicked you out! You truly are a heartless beast!"
Seeing the troop of Yuan family bodyguards rushing to the doorway, each with a hand resting on their lower back, Yuan Ruohai was greatly reassured. He slammed the table and shot to his feet, then walked right up to Lin Fan, pointing at his nose and shouting.
"Youwei, look at what you’ve brought home! Our Yuan family’s kindness has been utterly wasted on a dog!" Seventh Uncle added, turning to scold Yuan Youwei.
"It’s not like that! Lin Fan was just joking, Grandfather, please don’t take it seriously..." Yuan Youwei said hurriedly. Ignoring the strange looks from everyone, she stepped in front of Lin Fan, her eyes pleading.
"Youwei, step aside! The old master was just testing Lin Fan, and this fellow has revealed his true colors!"
Before Lin Fan could respond, Yuan Ruohai pushed Yuan Youwei aside and stared at him with a sneer.
"...You call this a test?"
Lin Fan glanced at the Yuan family bodyguards at the door and found the situation utterly ridiculous.
They’re all fucking ready to draw their guns. What kind of test is this?
"Lin Fan, your reaction disappoints me."
Just then, Mr. Yuan Sr. shook his head, his old face turning completely cold.
"You are too extreme, too impulsive. You are not at all suitable for Youwei. I plan to..."
Out of the corner of his eye, his gaze suddenly fell on the silver needle between Lin Fan’s fingers. Mr. Yuan Sr. froze, his voice catching in his throat.
Shock, bewilderment, terror... The old man stared intently at Lin Fan’s ruby ring. His pupils contracted violently, and his heart clenched.
It can’t be wrong. It’s absolutely unmistakable. That’s the precious ring from that seal!
THUD!
A deep-seated fear that had haunted him for years made his heart pound and his entire body tremble.
"...This old servant... this old servant greets the Young Master!"
Mr. Yuan Sr.’s legs gave out, and he actually knelt down before Lin Fan, bowing his head!
HISS...!
What in the world was happening?
Could it be that the old man, known as the pillar of the Haicheng Business Community, was actually so frightened by Lin Fan that he knelt and begged for mercy?!
At this sight, Yuan Ruohai’s sneer froze on his face. Seventh Uncle and the others were completely stupefied. At the door, the Yuan family bodyguards stared blankly at one another. Even Yuan Youwei and Mrs. Xue were aghast, their lips parted in shock as they exchanged a look.
Everyone knew that Mr. Yuan Sr. had weathered countless storms in his life. The number of assassination attempts he had survived was too high to count. Even with a gun pressed to his head, he wouldn’t so much as blink. So why was he acting like this now, so terrified of Lin Fan?
The atmosphere in the room instantly turned to ice. No one dared to speak, afraid to even breathe too loudly.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... more than ten seconds passed.
After a long moment of stunned silence, Lin Fan’s mouth twitched. "...Old man, are you feeling alright?"
What on earth is this old coot playing at? He was acting all tough one second, and now he’s kneeling? And this "old servant" and "Young Master" business... it sounds like a lunatic’s ravings.
"Are all of you in the Yuan family this polite?" Turning his head, Lin Fan looked at Yuan Youwei and Mrs. Xue.
"...Grandfather, what’s wrong with you? Get up, please get up!"
Mrs. Xue’s face was stiff as she remained silent. Yuan Youwei, completely dumbfounded, helped the old man to his feet with a look of shocked uncertainty.
"Uh... perhaps I... I mistook you for someone else, hehe," Mr. Yuan Sr. said, constantly sizing Lin Fan up. Seeing that Lin Fan seemed truly unaware, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The heart that had been caught in his throat fell back into his stomach. The panic in his old eyes gradually faded, replaced by embarrassment.
"When you get old, your eyesight starts to go. It’s quite normal," Mr. Yuan Sr. mumbled, his face flushing red as he gave an awkward laugh. But anyone with eyes could see that his gaze toward Lin Fan now carried a distinct trace of reverence.
Seeing this, Yuan Ruohai and the others were even more bewildered, exchanging glances.
None of us are fools. That old man is definitely not telling the truth!
"Then... why did you kneel?" Lin Fan frowned slightly, not buying a word of Old Man Yuan’s nonsense.
Noticing how the man kept sneaking glances at his ring, a thought struck him. He had a faint feeling that this relic was the key to the old man’s panic.
Growing up, I almost never saw Mom wear it. She had only said that the ring was passed down to her by my master, Lin Aochang, and that it was incredibly precious. Thinking about it now, this thing must have a significant history. It’s not as simple as it looks... and is Mom hiding something too?
"Sigh, when you’re old, you can’t handle hunger. It’s easy to get low blood sugar and feel unsteady."
His thoughts were interrupted as he looked up at Mr. Yuan Sr. The old man shook his head with a straight face before signaling for Yuan Youwei to help him leave.
"You all eat first. I’m going to take some medicine and come back... Lin Fan, ah, you... you can just sit in my seat for now."
As he started to walk away, Mr. Yuan Sr. turned his head back, smiling and nodding at Lin Fan.
What?! It’s one thing to let an outsider like Lin Fan sit at the table, but another thing entirely to have him take the seat of the Family Head?
The moment the words were spoken, everyone’s expression changed. The room instantly exploded into a commotion
