My Comatose Husband Divorced Me After Waking Up

Chenchen pointed at the medicinal dishes, his gaze calm.

Song Yushang widened her eyes in disbelief, "You actually chose the shattered medicinal dishes, are you an idiot!"

"Miss Song, please watch your language," Nan Xia frowned.

She held Chenchen's hand, and said gently, "Chenchen, I will go make the medicinal dishes for you again."

Chenchen nodded, then entered the kitchen with Nan Xia.

He turned his head and instructed the bodyguards at the side, "Why haven't you driven the people out yet? Random people shouldn't just come in."

Random people obviously referred to Song Yushang.

As the young master commanded, the bodyguards obeyed, and they hurriedly said to Song Yushang, "Miss Song, please leave, don't make it difficult for us."

Song Yushang said agitatedly, "Yechen, how can you side with outsiders? Jingxuan was just speaking out of anger last time, you know the relationship between me and Jingxuan, we are bound to get married sooner or later."

"Hmm." Chenchen spoke nonchalantly, "You marrying daddy, I won't stop. But right now daddy doesn't allow you in, that's his command."

Song Yushang opened her mouth but was rebutted so harshly she didn't know what to say.

A mere few years old baby, and yet he could lay out the logic so clearly.

She detested Chenchen, after all, he was Feng Jingxuan's son with another woman and would later compete for the Feng Family's property.

Now seeing the good relationship between Chenchen and Nan Xia, she was even more furious.

"Miss Song..."

"Enough, I know I should leave, no need for you to remind me."

Song Yushang glared viciously at the bodyguard, clenching her teeth, grabbed her skirt, and then turned to leave.

Downstairs.

"Brother, hold hands."

Sweetie Yin stuffed her chubby little hand into Sweetie Yu's hand, she was soft and looked just like a doll.

Sweetie Yu held her palm and put on sunglasses with his other hand.

Sweetie Yin curiously said, "Brother, there's no sunlight now."

Sweetie Yu glanced around, "I know, but it's good to be cautious."

He and Chenchen looked too alike, he had to prevent being spotted by someone with intentions.

Suddenly, he saw a red Maserati downstairs, a sly glimmer passing through his eyes.

He went next to the car, then crouched down to tamper with the tires.

Sweetie Yin exclaimed, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Sweetie Yu squinted, "This is that bad woman's car, I saw her last time at the hospital, it's time to teach her a lesson."

Sweetie Yin nodded her hand.

She had heard her brother mention that woman, that woman always bullied him.

After the two little treasures finished their mischief, they then walked to the stairway entrance to wait for the elevator.

Inside the elevator.

She picked up her phone and started complaining to someone, "Indeed just a little bastard, siding with an outsider, despite all these years I've tried my best to please him, hoping he would stand by my side."

"And the result? Simply an ingrate, if I had known the thing would come out, I should have punished him severely."

With a snap, the elevator doors opened.

Song Yushang strode out imperiously in her red high heels, perhaps seeing too many people waiting for the elevator outside, she quickly hung up the phone.

Sweetie Yu looked up and saw Song Yushang, seeing her walking in this direction, he suddenly walked forward.

"Ah!"

Song Yushang lowered her head and saw someone bump into her, and a little child as well.

Sweetie Yu had just finished changing a tire, his hands covered in mud and dust, and he placed his hand on Song Yushang's skirt, instantly leaving a dirty handprint on it.

Blood rushed to her head, and Song Yushang almost screamed out loud.

"Are you blind? This is the latest from Brand C, a skirt that costs 100,000! Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Sweetie Yu said softly, his head bowed, sobbing.

Having experienced the incident with Chenchen, Song Yushang now harbored great malice towards little children and angrily said, "Is sorry enough? Call your parents here; you're paying for my loss. This skirt is worth 120,000, you'll compensate accordingly."

Sweetie Yu looked extremely upset, his voice filled with tears: "My family is very poor, my dad died early and my mom has struggled to raise me alone. She would be so disappointed if she knew I did something wrong."

"And we can't afford to pay either. How about this - you dirtied my skirt, you can dirty my clothes too."

Sweetie Yu said innocently, pulling at his own clothes.

Song Yushang's face darkened; she was an adult, how could she engage in such childish behavior.

Sweetie Yin blinked her eyes, seeming to understand something, and then she loudly said, "That's so sad."

As soon as the words left her mouth, people around them said, "The child is indeed pitiful, Miss, just let him go. It wasn't intentional."

"It's just a bit of dust; just wash it when you get home, there's really no need to claim tens of thousands."

Taking advantage of the moment, Sweetie Yu quickly pulled Sweetie Yin into the crowd and into the elevator.

"Mind your own business!" Song Yushang said angrily, only to find that the little boy had already disappeared.

Everyone is opposing her!

She was in such a bad mood, all she wanted was to quickly go change her clothes, but when she saw her car, her anger reached a boiling point.

"Who is responsible for this!"

By this time, the two babies had already taken the elevator home.

Sweetie Yin patted her chest, puffed up her round cheeks, "Brother, Mommy told us to stay away from her."

"Yes, she doesn't know who we are, it's not being close, we're just teaching her a lesson," Sweetie Yu said.

Sweetie Yin was immediately convinced: "What you say makes sense."

In the evening.

After Chenchen took his bath, Nan Xia started telling him stories. Today, she told him the story of the tadpole finding its mother, a story she often told Sweetie Yu and Sweetie Yin.

But today, Chenchen didn't fall asleep.

He blinked his eyes and asked, "Will I also find my Mommy someday?"

Nan Xia's hand paused, suddenly feeling that the story she told was not very suitable.

Chenchen said disappointingly, "But Mommy has already passed away, and I will only have a new mommy after Daddy gets married; Daddy will marry Aunt Song."

Nan Xia frowned; if Feng Jingxuan married Song Yushang, there was no need to think about it, that woman won't treat Chenchen well.

"That woman is not a good person."

Chenchen nodded, "I don't like her."

But his daddy's matters were beyond his control.

Nan Xia helped him cover up with his blanket, "Don't think too much, just go to sleep for now."

When the time comes, she'll take him away, but these things she couldn't tell Chenchen prematurely.

She stood up, turned off the light, and just as she reached the door, she saw a figure.

This figure had been standing outside the door for a while, which startled her.

"You tell Chenchen these kinds of stories?"

Feng Jingxuan's voice was cold as ice, his dark eyes staring at Nan Xia, flashing with an inorganic luster.