Chapter 9 The Heartbreaking Divorce

Thirty minutes later, Lin Feng emerged from the Civil Affairs Bureau clutching a divorce certificate. Ye Chen, supporting the visibly distressed Yang Yunuo, trailed closely behind. "Auntie, Yunuo and I are going to take our wedding photos first." Addressing Wang Guihua, Ye Chen then playfully tapped Lin Feng on the shoulder and quipped, "Take your time strolling alone, Lin Feng. Yunuo and I have a photoshoot to attend to." Guiding the silent Yang Yunuo, he ushered her into his Mercedes-Benz, sped off down the road, and swiftly vanished from Lin Feng's view. As he watched the car disappear into the distance, Lin Feng's heart twinged once more. How could a three-year marriage come to such an abrupt end? But Yang Yunuo had made up her mind to follow Ye Chen. What choice did he have? None of the Yang family members favored him. What could he do? Forget it, he decided. Don't dwell on these matters. First, rescue his stepmother, then gradually seek retribution! As for this marriage, now that it had concluded, let it be. Yang Yunuo, I hope you won't regret this decision. His heart ached intensely, almost suffocating him. The agony of lost love penetrated deep into his soul. Whether it was the sandstorm clouding his vision or the scorching sun irritating his eyes, they gradually welled up with tears. He lifted his head, struggling to hold back the tears. All he truly desired was to grow old with Yang Yunuo. Losing her felt like losing a part of his being. Just as he was engulfed in inexplicable sorrow, Wang Guihua approached him from behind. "Oh, poor boy, are you crying?" "Hahaha, crying is all you can do!" "A pitiful loser who can only work as a delivery man, still harboring hopes of being part of my Yang family. Look at yourself first!" "I've long urged you to leave my Yang family, but you persisted. Now, finally, I can breathe easy and expel you from my Yang family." With that, she retrieved a coin from her pocket and tossed it at Lin Feng's feet. "Here, poor boy. Even though you've divorced my daughter, I am feeling generous. This coin is just for the dogs. Take it, no need to repay me." With those words, she turned to leave when a Rolls-Royce pulled up. The door swung open, and a dignified elderly man alighted from the vehicle. Upon spotting Lin Feng, the old man's eyes lit up. He quickly put on a smile, bowed respectfully, and approached Lin Feng. In a deferential tone, he said, "Young Master Lin, do you remember me? Master Du is requesting your presence." This elderly man was none other than Zhongbo, the steward of the Du family. Lin Feng understood the purpose of his visit and inquired, "So, do you believe me now?" Zhongbo gestured towards the old man with a sycophantic smile, "I believe, I believe. Even if my parents don't, I trust your words, Young Master Lin. Please, come with me!" With that, he extended his hand, indicating for Lin Feng to enter the car. Focused on rescuing his stepmother, Lin Feng chose not to make things difficult. He nodded in acknowledgment and followed Zhongbo into the vehicle. As the car drove away, Wang Guihua, still rooted in place, struggled to process the turn of events. Young Master Lin? How did a destitute man suddenly become Young Master Lin? And who was this elderly man? He seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite place him. Why was he showing such deference to Lin Feng, this impoverished individual? No, she corrected herself, it wasn't deference, it was flattery. Though Wang Guihua was unfamiliar with the elderly man's identity, she recognized the car - a Rolls-Royce! It was strange how a delivery boy, who was so poor, could command such respect from someone driving a two-million-dollar car. As Wang Guihua pondered this, she slapped her head. Of course, it must be that Lin Feng, this poor guy, had hired someone to do this to save face for himself. Thinking this, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Oh, Lin Feng, Lin Feng, I never expected you, a poor guy, to put on a show and pretend in front of me. Too bad you wasted your money, and my daughter didn't even see it." With that, she twisted her slender waist and walked towards the BMW that Lin Feng had bought for her three years ago. Speaking of Lin Feng, under Zhongbo's superb driving skills, they arrived at the Du family in no time. In the hall, Du Yuhai appeared calm on his wheelchair, but he was actually sitting there in a panic. His beautiful wife stood anxiously behind his wheelchair. As Lin Feng had said last night, he had turned black all over and coughed up three mouthfuls of blood. His internal organs were aching faintly, and he realized that he had truly encountered a master. Behind Du Yuhai were the four great pillars of the Tiandun Group. These four great pillars were Du Yuhai's confidants, and in the middle of the night, upon hearing that Du Yuhai's condition had worsened, they hurried over. At this moment, the worried expressions on the faces of these four people were no less than that of Du Yuhai's wife. In the hall, in addition to these few people, there was also an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit. The elderly man was Tang Feichi, the most famous Chinese medicine expert in Jiangbei, known as the number one healer in Jiangbei. He had been summoned by Du Yuhai early in the morning using a private plane. However, after he arrived, he was also at a loss. Moreover, he came to a conclusion. That is, Du Yuhai's condition had already deteriorated completely, and if it could not be suppressed any longer, he would have at most three days left. This news frightened old Du to death, so early in the morning, he had the steward go find Lin Feng. When Lin Feng followed Zhongbo into the hall, Du Yuhai was the first to excitedly greet Lin Feng with a fist. "Brother Lin, you finally came. I was wrong yesterday, please forgive me. You are a big person, please don't lower yourself to my level!" Lin Feng replied calmly, "No problem. I'll say it again, as long as you promise to help me rescue my foster mother, I will help you cure the illness. Otherwise, there's no need to talk." Du Yuhai understood what Lin Feng meant, but his four subordinates did not know the reason. At that moment, a man with a big beard named Zhao Fei suddenly glared at Lin Feng. In a stern voice, he shouted, "How dare you! You have some nerve! Our Master Du asked you to cure the illness, that's a favor to you." "You ungrateful brat, not only do you not appreciate it, but you also dare to make demands to our Master Du. I see that you're tired of living." "Shut your mouth!" Du Yuhai hurriedly shouted at him, worried that he had offended Lin Feng last night, and if he made Lin Feng leave now, he would be in big trouble. "You brainless fool, Lin Feng is my brother. How dare you glare at my brother. Shut your mouth!" Zhao Fei was stunned, never expecting that Du Yuhai would make him shut his mouth for a nobody like Lin Feng. Feeling indignant, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Du, this kid is your brother? Why didn't I know?" Du Yuhai glanced at him sideways, "I just recognized him as my brother yesterday. Do I need to report to you?" Zhao Fei shrank back in fear and dared not say anything more. Instead, he turned to Lin Feng with a smile on his face and apologized, "Brother Lin, I'm sorry for my mismanagement. Please forgive me." "As for the condition you mentioned, it's not a problem at all. Rest assured, as long as you cure me, I will definitely help you find your foster mother. I never go back on my word!" Seeing that he agreed, Lin Feng immediately nodded, "Alright, I will give you acupuncture right now." After speaking, he reached into his pocket and took out a small silver needle box. In reality, this box existed in Lin Feng's mind within the Star Tower. He reached into his pocket merely for display. As Lin Feng opened the acupuncture box, Tang Feichi standing beside him couldn't resist speaking out. He disdainfully remarked, "Boss Du, don't blame me for being a pessimist, but your illness has deeply rooted itself within your bones. It's completely incurable." "Furthermore, your current symptoms cannot be alleviated through acupuncture. Without proper treatment, you only have three days left. If someone were to haphazardly administer acupuncture on you, you would only survive for three hours." "I have conveyed all the necessary information. The decision on what to do next is entirely up to you."