Chapter 2 Divorce?
- Without even flinching, Lin Fan retrieved the divorce agreement from his face and turned to Shen Yumei. "Divorce? Why?"
- Shen Yumei huffed strongly from her nostrils and snorted loudly. "Why? Don't you know it yourself? You're penniless, powerless, and achieved nothing in three years of marriage. In what way are you good enough for my daughter? We've taken you in for three years, but did you earn a single penny in these three years? Countless wealthy young men would like to marry her, and you're just a pile of sh*t compared to them," Shen Yumei berated fiercely, pointing at Lin Fan's nose.
- This wasn't the first day she had the idea for Bai Yi to divorce Lin Fan, but every time, Bai Yi would turn down the idea, saying that Lin Fan didn't agree to it. Today, while Bai Yi was not home, she hurriedly took out the divorce agreement she had prepared before this and wanted to force Lin Fan to sign the paper. Once it was done, there was nothing Bai Yi could say anymore.
- Right then, a piece of news suddenly interrupted the news broadcast on the TV in the living room. "Now, an important news update. This is the latest news. Madam Luolin, group chairman of the Global Group that controls seventy percent of the world economy, announced to the public that the eight oil fields that the group purchased last month in Africa will be transferred to a young man without compensation. Furthermore, fifty-one percent of the group's shares will also be given to him."
- Huh? Shen Yumei took in a sharp breath. Eight oil fields? That's worth billions! More importantly, fifty-one percent of the group's shares were also shared, and that was beyond monetary measurement. On a global scale, this young man was undoubtedly as rich as an elite.
- "Did you see that?" Shen Yumei yelled, pointing at the TV. "Only a young man as wealthy as that is the ideal partner for my daughter."
- Lin Fan took a glance at the TV and then looked at Shen Yumei, shaking his head helplessly. The young man mentioned in the news was him. He hadn't expected Madam Luolin to make a public announcement so quickly. Even though he wanted to tell Shen Yumei that the wealthy young man that she mentioned was himself, he reckoned that she wouldn't believe anything he said now. Sighing, he tore the divorce agreement in his hands into half. "I won't sign it unless Bai Yi tells me personally that she wants a divorce."
- "You!" Hopping mad, she swung her palm at Lin Fan's face. "How dare you!"
- Being a regular middle-aged woman, Shen Yumei could never land a hit on Lin Fan, and he grabbed her wrist when her palm was one foot away from his face. A look of shock flashed past her face because she never expected him to fight back.
- "I hope you'll show me some respect in the future," he warned in a deep voice. Since he had decided to return to his post as the Dark Emperor, he should also have the dignity of a king.
- However, Shen Yumei regarded his words with disdain and thought that a useless son-in-law wasn't worthy of her respect. Feeling a numbing pain from his grip, she was mad and wanted to lash out at him, but he cast her an icy stare that seemed to have traveled past vast seas of bloody bodies, a stare that came from the depths of hell and emanated boundless menace. Startled, she couldn't understand how her useless son-in-law was capable of such a frightening look.
- The next second, the doors of the villa swung open again, and Bai Yi rushed over in her office attire. At the sight of them in a stalemate, she asked in surprise, "What are you guys doing?"
- Snapping back to her senses, Shen Yumei saw that the look in Lin Fan's eyes was clear, and it was as if everything she had seen earlier was her imagination. Yes, it must be my imagination. It's all this useless bum's fault. He made me so mad that I'm seeing things! "Bai Yi, Lin Fan wants to hit me!" she shouted, pointing at his hand, which was grabbing her wrist as a look of delight flashed in her eyes at her revenge.
- Sure enough, Bai Yi rushed to her side and shoved Lin Fan away. Placing herself in front of Shen Yumei, she glared at Lin Fan. "What's the problem with you, Lin Fan? Why are you hitting my mother?"