Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 46, Who is the biological one!

"Dad, even if you want to send me south to expand the market, there’s no need to hand over Yuandao Pharmaceuticals to an outsider!"

Hearing this, Yuan Ruohai secretly rejoiced. The heart that had jumped into his throat quietly settled back into his stomach. He patted himself off as he stood up, not forgetting to shoot a provocative glance at Lin Fan and Yuan Youwei.

See that? That’s what a real son is like. Even if I commit a terrible mistake, Dad can’t bear to punish me severely! He said I’m not allowed back for life? That must have been said in anger. After a few days, when his fury subsides, I’ll still be the renowned Second Master of the Yuan family!

"Second Son, are you deaf? When did I ask you to go south to expand the market?"

Just then, Mr. Yuan Sr. wore the hint of a smile, but his old eyes held a sharp glint.

THUD!

Yuan Ruohai’s heart sank as a dreadful premonition washed over him. He hurriedly knelt again, bowing his head, no longer daring to be arrogant.

"By ’south,’ I meant across the ocean. I’m sparing your life, letting you leave without a penny to go carve out a place for yourself overseas." Mr. Yuan Sr. shook his head, his aged voice brooking no argument. "If you make it, that’s a credit to you. If you fail and die out there... you’ll have no one to blame but yourself!"

BOOM!

As his words fell, the color drained from everyone’s faces.

Good heavens, this was a direct kick to the curb, an exile with nothing to his name!

The Yuan family members looked at each other, their hearts reeling. They all knew that while Mr. Yuan Sr. appeared impartial, he valued blood ties above all else. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have moved the entire Yuan clan from the countryside to Haicheng after making his fortune. And it wasn’t as if Yuan Ruohai hadn’t made major mistakes in the past. The rod was always raised high, only to fall lightly.

But this time, Mr. Yuan Sr. was serious. Startled, everyone’s gaze toward Lin Fan changed in an instant, becoming a mix of shock, jealousy, and suspicion.

Could it be because of Lin Fan? Fucking hell, could this guy be Dad’s illegitimate son?

"Dad! I won’t accept this! Are you banishing me abroad just to make room for Lin Fan?" Yuan Ruohai erupted in a hysterical roar. With bloodshot eyes, he glared at Lin Fan, his face a ferocious, twisted mask. "Why do you treat Lin Fan so well? He’s just an outsider! I’m your real son!"

"Because Lin Fan saved my life, saved Youwei twice, and saved our entire Yuan family!"

SLAP!

Mr. Yuan Sr. flew into a towering rage, viciously slapping Yuan Ruohai across the face. His chest heaved with anger, and a deep unease and tension flickered in his eyes.

Is he kidding me? Lin Fan is wearing the Vermilion Bird Ring! He might very well be the Young Master of that hidden Sect! He’s probably still unaware of the connection—his Sect must have countless Managers, so they’ve simply never paid attention to the Yuan family! What if he finds out one day and decides to hold us accountable? The entire Yuan family couldn’t withstand that overwhelming wrath!

"Yuan Ruohai, you bastard! Who the hell do you think you are, daring to shout at Mr. Lin?"

SLAP!

The more Mr. Yuan Sr. thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn’t stop himself from slapping Yuan Ruohai again.

This idiot has no perception at all! Can’t you see that even I was scared shitless by Mr. Lin? And you still dare to make a fuss? You’re clueless even with death at your doorstep! Sending you overseas, seemingly penniless, is actually my way of getting Mr. Lin to spare your life!

"Ah... AH! I won’t accept it! I fucking refuse to accept it!" Yuan Ruohai bellowed, tears of humiliation and resentment streaming down his furious face.

"Still talking back? Bring me the family cane! I’ll beat you, you animal, into submission today!" Mr. Yuan Sr. was on the verge of madness. He kicked Yuan Ruohai to the ground and began kicking him relentlessly.

HISS!

Seeing this, all the Yuan family members were stunned, sucking in a cold breath in horror.

What’s going on? Mr. Yuan Sr. is being far too biased toward Lin Fan! Just because the guy saved the Yuan family, no one is allowed to speak ill of him?

Mrs. Xue looked bewildered and glanced at Yuan Youwei, seeking answers. Having grown up in the Yuan household, she had never seen Mr. Yuan Sr. this furious. And for an outsider like Lin Fan, no less! Even if he’s doing this to vent Yuan Youwei’s anger, isn’t this going too far?

"Grandpa, I’ll go get you the thickest and hardest of the family canes!"

However, Yuan Youwei didn’t respond to Mrs. Xue. Instead, she walked gracefully to her grandfather’s side, spoke with a smile, and then headed toward the ancestral hall.

"Uh..."

Mrs. Xue’s mouth twitched, and she was left speechless. The rest of the Yuan family exchanged terrified glances. Seventh Uncle and the other elders shuddered, their old faces turning ashen.

THUD! THUD!

"Mr. Lin, we were wrong! We’ve offended you, and we beg for your mercy and forgiveness!"

"Yes, yes, we were all deceived by that bastard Yuan Ruohai! That’s why we wronged our benefactor!"

"We’re not human, we deserve a beating! Please, Mr. Lin, don’t take it to heart!"

The old men panicked, terrified that Old Man Yuan’s rage would turn on them. Gritting their teeth, they cast aside their dignity and knelt before Lin Fan, begging for mercy.

"What are you all doing? I’m just an outsider. I don’t deserve such a grand gesture," Lin Fan said, shaking his head at Seventh Uncle and the others. Having watched coldly from the side, he was secretly surprised himself.

I have to admit, Old Man Yuan seems to be putting on quite a show for my benefit. Is it because I scared him into kneeling earlier?

"No, no, no! Mr. Lin is the savior of the Yuan family! How could you be considered an outsider?"

"That’s right! We spoke so rudely to our savior! We deserve a beating, we truly do!"

Red with shame, Seventh Uncle and the others gritted their teeth, raised their hands, and began slapping their own faces. SMACK! SMACK! The sight left the other Yuan family members dumbfounded, their eyes wide with horror.

To make matters worse, Yuan Youwei had returned, carrying an old vine cane as thick as an egg. Its patina was a dark, glossy black. It was clearly well-maintained, and a beating from it would be excruciating.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Mr. Yuan Sr. took the cane and, with a grim look, began furiously whipping Yuan Ruohai’s back. The latter struggled and screamed, trying to get up and flee, but two Yuan family bodyguards held him down, rendering him immobile. Seeing this, the hearts of the Yuan family members pounded in their chests, their faces drained of color.

Mr. Yuan Sr. only stopped when Yuan Ruohai had been whipped half to death and was rolling on the ground, his back a mess of split flesh and flowing blood, his voice hoarse from screaming. Panting heavily, the old man turned to Lin Fan with a chuckle. "If Mr. Lin isn’t satisfied, would you like to have a go?"

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ruohai’s body convulsed on the ground as if he might die on the spot. He stiffly turned his head, glaring at Lin Fan, terrified he would agree.

"Alright, I’ll test its feel."

After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Fan nodded amiably and took the blood-stained black cane.

"Ah... AH! You, don’t come over here!!!"

Yuan Ruohai’s vision went black, and his pants instantly soaked through. He scrambled and crawled desperately toward the crowd, shrinking away, his courage utterly shattered.

"Second Uncle Yuan, why the fuss?" Lin Fan said, shaking his head and setting the black cane down. "I just wanted to test you a little on behalf of Mr. Yuan Sr."

Wha-what? You call this a test? Test my ass!

Yuan Ruohai’s body trembled violently. He recalled his earlier taunts, which Lin Fan had just returned to him practically word for word. Anguish, frustration, resentment... his face burned as if he’d been struck by a vicious, invisible slap.

THUD!

Yuan Ruohai’s eyes rolled back into his head, and he fainted, overwhelmed with rage by Lin Fan.