Who did you offend?

These words left everyone stunned, especially Director Zhao and the Middle-aged Woman.

They never imagined that a lofty hospital director, holding seven percent of Zhonghai First Hospital's shares, would voluntarily apologize to a kid in his twenties.

What was going on here?

"Dean Feng, I think you've got it wrong. He offended me, not helped me. And if today's matter doesn't get a satisfactory resolution, don't blame me for complaining to my husband. When the time comes, with a shareholder vote by equity ratio, your term as dean will be over."

Though she didn't know why Feng Yong was so deferential to that brat, it didn't stop her from threatening him. In the past, this trick had always worked flawlessly, forcing Feng Yong to comply every time.

Hearing this, Feng Yong's face twisted into a snarl.

If this had been before, the Middle-aged Woman's words would have made him obediently follow orders. But times had changed—the biggest shareholder now wasn't her husband, but the Lin Chen, Mr. Lin, standing right here.

"Your husband, your husband—your husband can go screw himself! I've been putting up with you and that bastard for way too long!"

It seemed he'd been holding in grievances for ages, and now that he had the chance, Feng Yong let it all out. His voice boomed like a great bell.

"Feng Yong, how dare you! You even curse my husband? I'm telling you, your days as dean are numbered! And with that remark, you'll be handing over your shares soon enough!"

The Middle-aged Woman never expected that Feng Yong, who usually came running at her beck and call, would curse her to her face. It was utterly intolerable.

Yet Feng Yong showed no fear. Instead, he let out a contemptuous sneer.

"You probably don't know yet, do you? Your husband already sold his shares. The hospital's biggest shareholder now is this Mr. Lin Chen, holding a full ninety percent."

At these words, everyone gasped.

The onlookers who had been dispersing earlier now crowded back around. They'd been wondering why Dean Feng had brought so many people—turns out he was here for that young man.

"Damn, who is this Lin Chen kid? He just became the biggest shareholder of Zhonghai First Hospital with ninety percent of the shares? That's insane."

"Yeah, seriously insane. No wonder he wasn't afraid of that middle-aged woman—his backing is way stronger."

"Exactly. If it were me, I wouldn't be scared either."

The crowd buzzed with chatter, their earlier worry replaced by shock.

But the most stunned were the Middle-aged Woman and Director Zhao.

The former, though shaken, still harbored doubt. Selling such a huge stake was no small matter—she couldn't possibly not know about it. So she pulled out her phone to call her husband and ask what was going on.

As for Director Zhao, hearing Feng Yong's words made him feel like he'd been plunged into an ice cellar. He trembled all over, and if he hadn't been leaning on something, he'd have collapsed to his knees in terror. Even if it was all a lie, given how Feng Yong was treating Lin Chen, he wouldn't escape today's ordeal.

"Hey, honey, it's me. I want to ask you something—did you sell our shares in Zhonghai First Hospital?"

The Middle-aged Woman refused to believe it, so she put the call on speaker, hoping to embarrass Lin Chen and Feng Yong.

But the moment she spoke, a low male voice came through the line.

"I was just about to tell you about that. Didn't expect you to find out first, but that's fine..."

"What do you mean 'that's fine'? Why didn't you discuss something this big with me?!"

The Middle-aged Woman was furious, her voice rising, which only angered the man on the other end.

"Discuss? Discuss what? This is money I earned myself—do I need to discuss it with you, you shrew? Besides, my company was drowning in debt and about to go under. If someone hadn't offered a high price for my hospital shares, we wouldn't be talking right now—we'd be in jail."

Hearing this, the Middle-aged Woman knew there was no use getting angrier. She calmed down and asked, "By the way, honey, was the person who bought our shares named Lin Chen?"

"Yeah, that's him. Why, do you know him?"

The man, who had been fuming a moment ago, did a complete 180 when he heard that.

"If you know him, you have to tell me! I was so focused on the company at the time that I didn't pay attention. Later, I looked into him, and guess what I found?"

"What did you find?" the Middle-aged Woman asked instinctively.

"Let me tell you—this Lin Chen is a true underground tycoon in Zhonghai. He not only bought a villa in Star River Bay for three billion but also spent three hundred million on a car. And most importantly, he acquired ninety percent of Zhonghai First Hospital's shares. A guy like that is an invisible rich man in Zhonghai's underground circles. In some ways, even the city's public richest man can't compare to him."

He paused, then asked urgently, "By the way, you still haven't told me—do you actually know this Lin Chen? If you do, you have to introduce me. If our family can latch onto a big shot like him, we'll be able to walk all over Zhonghai from now on."

Hearing this, the Middle-aged Woman was silent for a long time. It wasn't until the man on the phone kept calling her name that she finally snapped back to reality.

"Honey, I... I think I've offended someone."

"What? What did you say? Who did you offend? Tell me clearly, exactly who you offended."

"It's that... Lin Chen you mentioned."

In an instant, the voice on the other end of the phone exploded like a firecracker, unleashing a torrent of abuse at the Middle-aged Woman.

"What the hell are you good for? I was just figuring out how to latch onto this big shot, and now you've gone and offended him?"

"Let me tell you, from today on, we're done as husband and wife. We'll each go our own way. As for the family assets, don't expect a single cent. I think you know what I'm capable of."

With that, the call ended abruptly, leaving everyone present stunned.

"Honey? Hey, honey, honey..."

Only then did the Middle-aged Woman understand why Feng Yong had shown such deference to the man before her—he really had acquired ninety percent of the shares.

"Mr. Lin, it was all my fault just now. Please, you must forgive me. I'm begging you."

In her heart, she knew her husband wanted a divorce solely out of fear of this man, which spoke volumes about Lin Chen's influence.

But what was done was done—it wasn't something you could just forgive with a word.