Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 269 - 268: Why Are You Crying?

"Laugh at your mother’s desert! My family’s old man’s prestige is not something you can dare to belittle!"

Seeing Lin Fan and the other person, seemingly unshaken by the prestige of his old man.

Ye Jizong was visibly extremely displeased and grew more furious.

It felt like a punch landed on cotton, a sense of futility and helplessness.

"If you know what’s good for you, bow down and apologize until I’m satisfied, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Lin Fan patted Wang Meng’s shoulder, whose face had become stern.

Then, he forcibly helped Feng Cui and her son up, giving them a comforting look.

Turning around, he frowned at the fiercely threatening Ye Jizong, interrupting him directly.

"Not just you, even if your old man comes, he would still have to kneel down obediently!"

Angry at heart, Lin Fan stopped wasting words and directly took out his phone.

Relying on past memories, he pressed Ye Yunjing’s private number.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... amidst the strange looks of several people.

The phone suddenly vibrated, answered by someone.

"Who are you, how do you have my private contact?"

Lin Fan’s lips curled into a trace of mockery as he pressed the speakerphone button right in front of Ye Jizong.

Immediately, a puzzled and wary elderly voice came through.

So familiar, and as always, exuding a sense of iron-blooded sternness.

Bang!

Ye Jizong’s face changed dramatically, his head buzzing as if exploded.

No mistake, definitely no mistake... that’s his old man’s voice!

But, but the question is, what is Lin Fan really? How could he possibly be qualified to know the old man’s private contact number?

"Enough, considering you know my old man, I, I won’t argue with you today!"

Ye Jizong’s gaze changed non-stop.

Hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and stepped forward wanting to hang up the call.

No choice, the old man doesn’t tolerate any sand in his eyes.

If he learns everything that happened tonight, he might break his own leg in anger!

"What if I insist on arguing with you?"

Lin Fan kicked Ye Jizong, making him stumble to the ground screaming, his eyes suddenly turning icy cold.

"Old Ye, haven’t seen you for seven years, can’t even recognize my voice?"

Ignoring Ye Jizong’s face twisting in rage, cursing while clutching his belly crawling up, his eyes betraying a hint of fear.

Lin Fan coldly stared at him, then indifferently questioned into the phone.

"Hiss... You, you’re... I’ve heard you appeared in Imperial Capital, though it’s hard to believe, didn’t expect you really are alive!"

A sharp intake of breath sounded from the phone.

Then, the elderly voice changed to one of utmost respect.

Just like speaking with a venerable elder!

"..."

Seeing this, Feng Cui and the old lady on the bed were stunned, almost unable to believe their ears.

The deaf-mute teenager couldn’t hear, but he could detect the change in everyone’s expressions.

He couldn’t help but feel spirited, looking at Lin Fan and Wang Meng with gratitude.

Wang Meng grinned, coldly chuckling nonstop.

Looking at Ye Jizong as if he were a dead man.

"I’ll send you a location, come over immediately, you have twenty minutes."

Amidst eyes with various expressions.

Lin Fan didn’t say much more, directly hanging up the phone.

"You, you’re crazy! I’ve already backed down, why are you still pestering me!"

Ye Jizong’s face twisted in anger, trembling and pointing at Lin Fan, cursing loudly.

Although he’s only a branch of the Ye Family, he’s still a prominent figure in the Imperial Capital circle.

There are quite a few people who can make Ye Jizong back down, but definitely not including Lin Fan and Wang Meng.

Who exactly are these two?

Being able to contact the old man is one thing.

Even daring to command the old man to come personally within twenty minutes?

"Fine, fine, you just wait, this matter is far from over!"

Nervous in heart, Ye Jizong dared not stay.

Calling out with false bravado, he wanted to turn and leave.

Although he felt Lin Fan was bluffing.

But if the old man really obediently appeared...his eyes twitched fiercely, and Ye Jizong hurried his steps a bit faster.

"Did I say you could leave?"

The next moment.

A calm voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Causing Ye Jizong’s soul to nearly jump out, body trembling fiercely.

Plop!

With his collar suddenly tight, his vision blurred as if the world was spinning.

Then heavily thrown back into the living room, face burning with pain.

"You bastard! You’re forcing me, when my old man comes, I’ll make you wish you were dead!"

Raising his eyes to Lin Fan.

Ye Jizong squeezed it out, red-eyed with a hysterical roar.

"Still daring to be stubborn? Later, I’ll see who really wishes they were dead!"

Wang Meng laughed angrily and kicked Ye Jizong till blood flowed from his mouth, clutching his face in painful spasms.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the scene became somewhat eerie.

Feng Cui and her family of three stood frozen in place, daring not to speak.

Lin Fan and Wang Meng found plastic stools, sat down, and opened the braised chicken they brought, inviting Feng Cui’s family to join for a midnight snack.

"Wang Meng, do you really want to fight to the bitter end?"

"Hmph, I guess I’m just unlucky. How about we just write this off?"

"Damn it, don’t think Ye Jizong is easy to bully! I’ve already given you face! Don’t push your luck, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

As time ticked by, minute by minute.

The clock hands on the wall were about to strike one in the morning.

For some unknown reason, Ye Jizong felt increasingly uneasy, as if a great disaster was imminent.

He couldn’t help but swallow his anger, continuously shouting at Lin Fan and the others.

"Young Marshal, Young Marshal, where are you? I’ve missed you so much over the years!"

The next moment.

Before Lin Fan could respond.

There was the sound of a car speeding from the direction of the village entrance beyond the door.

From far to near, it gradually became clearly audible. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

He’s here, the old man actually came!

Ye Jizong’s face changed drastically, his heart nearly jumping out of his chest in fear.

He was flustered and completely at a loss.

But at the doorway was a hurried old figure, accompanied by an urgent voice.

Their eyes met, it was none other than the Ye Family Patriarch, Ye Yunjing!

"Ye Jizong, why are you here too?"

Ye Yunjing’s eyes widened in blatant shock.

"I, I... Granduncle, you must seek justice for me!"

"I came with good intentions to buy this family’s treasured knife, but these two guys, without any reason, beat me like this!"

Ye Jizong panicked, steeled himself, and spoke up first to plead.

He knelt on the ground, crawling and crying to Ye Yunjing’s feet, loudly complaining and pointing at Lin Fan and the others.

"Hiss... you said they, they beat you?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Yunjing’s pupils shook violently, sucking in a chilly breath in shock.

This really is a case of the right hand hitting the left. It turns out it was our people causing trouble?

No wonder Lin Fan would be so angry and reach out to contact him to handle it!

"Yes, yes, it was those two, my front teeth got knocked out!"

Ye Jizong shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice getting louder as a cunning cold smile flashed in his eyes.

"What are you crying for? If someone hit you, they naturally had their reasons!"

The next moment.

Ye Yunjing gritted his teeth, pulling Ye Jizong up.

Then he pressed his head, forcing him in Lin Fan’s direction.

"Quick, bow and apologize to them!"

What, what?

You old fool, are you siding with outsiders?

I’ve been beaten so badly, and still, I have to apologize to the assailant?!

Where is justice in this, where is the law, this is enough to suffocate a man to death!

"Granduncle, why should I apologize, I’m the victim!"

Ye Jizong stiffened his neck, his face twisted with anger, shouting with reddened eyes.

"Because you brought people to harass a widow and her child, trying to forcibly buy their ancestral knife!"

Lin Fan remained expressionless, disregarding Ye Jizong’s drastic change in expression, directly looking at the stunned Ye Yunjing.

"Old Ye, do you know this widow and her child are the family of a brother from our Hulin Guard who sacrificed himself?"

The indifferent voice wasn’t loud.

But it crashed like thunder in Ye Jizong and Ye Yunjing’s ears!

"You, you really did this? You damn bastard, you’re going to drive me mad!"

Slap!

Ye Yunjing’s old face twitched, almost exploding with anger on the spot.

His eyes turned bloodshot, suddenly raising his hand.

A slap sent the trembling Ye Jizong screaming to the ground!

What a disgrace, such humiliation.

The dignified Deputy Commander of the Hulin Guard, unexpectedly let a junior from his family.

Run to the home of a fallen subordinate to bully their widow and child?

For a moment, Ye Yunjing was both shameful and furious, trembling all over, clenching his fists until they cracked.

"No, it’s not like that! Granduncle, listen to my explanation; those two brats are slandering me!"

"I intended to pay fifty thousand to buy the knife, it was their family refusing to sell, and I, I just brought people to negotiate kindly..."

Ye Jizong was utterly flustered, disregarding the pain on his face, hurriedly kneeling and desperately explaining.

"I swear, I, I, I didn’t know beforehand they were the family of your fallen subordinate!"

"Hmph, I don’t believe you didn’t recognize the item, that Liu Family ancestral knife is worth millions, you damn sure wanted to seize it at a bargain!"

Wang Meng couldn’t stand it anymore, angrily roaring a question.

"No, no, no, I had never seen the knife before, I had no idea it was worth so much!"

Ye Jizong shuddered violently, his eyelids twitching incessantly, almost scaring him to death.

"Then tell me, if you didn’t know the knife was valuable, why would you mobilize forces to buy it, intending to gift it to Old Ye for his birthday?"

Lin Fan laughed in anger, questioning coldly word by word.

"I, I... no, Granduncle, listen to my explanation!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I’m really wrong, I’m willing to pay twice, no, three times the market price to buy the knife!"

Ye Jizong was speechless, unable to argue any longer.

He couldn’t help but look pleadingly, with tearful eyes staring at Ye Yunjing.

Seeing the other’s temple veins bulging, body trembling, clearly on the verge of passing out from rage.

In utter terror, Ye Jizong desperately kowtowed for forgiveness.

"You two, get in here, drag this disgrace out and beat him! Beat him to death if needed, from this moment on, he is no longer a member of my Ye Family!"

Ye Yunjing closed his eyes deeply, tears streaming down his face.

Then he screamed an order to two trusted aides who followed from outside!