My Comatose Husband Divorced Me After Waking Up

Nan Xia pursed her lips slightly, "Sorry, I wasn't implying anything, next time I'll be more careful in choosing the stories."

Feng Jingxuan furrowed his brows, his handsome face filled with disapproval: "Don't tell stories to Chenchen anymore."

His voice was deep and resolute, carrying an irresistible aura.

A hint of mockery flickered in his eyes: "Do you think that by influencing Chenchen's thoughts, you will have a chance to marry into the Feng Family?"

Nan Xia bowed her head, originally wanting to explain, but then feeling it was unnecessary.

In Feng Jingxuan's eyes, she was just a calculating woman, impossible to clear her name.

But she didn't care much; as long as she could stay by Chenchen's side at all times, nothing else mattered.

"Of course, I can't influence Mr. Feng's thoughts." After saying this, Nan Xia prepared to leave.

Feng Jingxuan coldly said, "Did you prepare medicinal meals for Chenchen today?"

Nan Xia stopped in her tracks, aware that Feng Jingxuan was warning her. The hotel had discovered everything, and he knew about it.

This wasn't surprising, after all, the bodyguards were Feng Jingxuan's men; they would report everything that happened each day.

"True, I added some Chinese herbs to better regulate Chenchen's body." Nan Xia said.

Feng Jingxuan looked at her. Chenchen did seem more robust these past few days, and his complexion had improved greatly. Setting other things aside, this woman was indeed taking great care of Chenchen.

"Chenchen has been sleeping well these days, but he doesn't like Miss Song. Even if you marry Miss Song, it's best to keep her away from him for his health," Nan Xia remembered Chenchen and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Feng Jingxuan squinted his eyes, displeased: "Are you very concerned about my marriage?"

"Not at all."

Nan Xia said, "I'm just concerned about Chenchen's health. Anything that might affect his condition concerns me, as his illness is affected not only by the disease itself but also psychologically. I hope Chenchen can keep a happy heart."

Nonsense!

Feng Jingxuan didn't believe a word this woman said.

She always mentioned Song Yushang, clearly prying into his private matters.

Ice seemed to form in his eyes: "Don't try to test my limits. When I marry is none of your concern."

Nan Xia smiled self-deprecatingly; she wasn't surprised Feng Jingxuan would defend Song Yushang.

After all, those two were the true lovers.

"It's getting late, I should head back."

She walked to the door, opened it, then paused: "Since Mr. Feng, you know everything, you must also know that Miss Song came today?"

"She brought a spicy boiled fish for Chenchen. If Chenchen had eaten it, he would definitely have gotten sick. She is not his birth mother; whether Miss Song did this out of ignorance or on purpose, she's already despising Chenchen now, and it will only get worse after marriage."

Feng Jingxuan's lips slightly moved, his voice betraying no emotion: "Are you meddling in my affairs?"

"Of course not; I'm not qualified to."

Nan Xia shook her head, feeling even more disheartened: "As I said, I'm only worried about Chenchen's health."

She left without any reluctance, her heart growing cold.

It's sensible to choose a begging mother over a powerful father, Feng Jingxuan is not a good dad.

...

The next day.

Feng Group.

Calculating the time close to the end of work, Song Yushang specifically came to the company.

Feng Jingxuan didn't like her coming to the company, and now that she couldn't freely meet Chenchen, her chances to see Feng Jingxuan had drastically reduced.

After a call from the reception, He Zheng quickly came downstairs: "Miss Song, Mr. Feng is in the CEO's office; he asked me to take you up."

"Jingxuan asked you to pick me up!" Joy appeared on Song Yushang's face.

She had never been to Feng Jingxuan's office before; after all, the company had too many confidential documents, and Feng Jingxuan, being a workaholic, never casually allowed people in.

She was prepared to be turned away, but to her surprise, Feng Jingxuan was so warm to her.

It seemed her position in Feng Jingxuan's heart was still unshakable.

"Yes, Miss Song, please follow me," He Zheng said.

Song Yushang arrogantly lifted her chin: "Then you better lead the way quickly!"

He Zheng: "...."

CEO's office.

Feng Jingxuan had already finished his work, and when Song Yushang entered, he was resting with the documents closed.

Song Yushang ran to Feng Jingxuan tenderly, intending to lean on him, but he dodged: "Did you go see Chenchen yesterday?"

"Jingxuan, I was worried that woman wasn't taking good care of Chenchen, so I went to bring him food," Song Yushang's heart skipped, sensing an ominous premonition.

That wretched woman had complained!

"Did you bring spicy food for Chenchen?" Feng Jingxuan asked sternly.

Song Yushang nervously responded, "The dish looked very spicy, but it wasn't really spicy, I just wanted Chenchen to eat well."

Feng Jingxuan didn't respond; he looked into the distance, suddenly asking, "What do you want?"

Song Yushang's heart filled with joy: "My birthday is coming soon, are you planning to prepare a birthday present for me? Actually, I don't want anything, just having you by my side is enough."

Yet her mind was frantically considering the gifts; Feng Jingxuan was generous, and every year for her birthday, he would give her expensive presents.

Feng Jingxuan said, "That's the only thing I cannot do."

"What?" Song Yushang hadn't quite grasped it yet.

Feng Jingxuan said, "Do you remember what I said before? I will respect Chenchen's wishes, and if Chenchen doesn't accept you, I won't marry you. I'm grateful that you saved me, so I can satisfy other material conditions for you, but marrying you is not possible."

Song Yushang responded in disbelief: "Jingxuan, are you joking with me?"

She should have realized, that illegitimate child had a significant influence on Feng Jingxuan, but she could have children with Feng Jingxuan too.

Feng Jingxuan's expression was indifferent: "I never joke."

"Chenchen doesn't like you."

"You have hurt Chenchen multiple times; I can disregard that for now, but our relationship can go no further."

If it hadn't been for Song Yushang saving his life, he wouldn't have shown any leniency.

In his darkest moments, Song Yushang had held him tightly, her warm, soft body had stirred his heart immensely, but during his interactions with Song Yushang, he never felt that way.

"No, Jingxuan, Chenchen has misunderstood me, I can explain it to him," Song Yushang looked into the man's cold eyes, her words faltering.

"But he doesn't want to see you."

Feng Jingxuan knocked on the table: "He Zheng, show the guest out."

"No way!"