On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

"...I'm almost done."

Lan Xun drank delicious seafood soup and ate charcoal-grilled oysters. He put his mobile phone on the dining table and chatted, "Okay next time, let's make a date next time..."

"I don't want another time, I'll go find you right now."

Chi Yuhan's grievance had reached an extreme level.

He took off his bathrobe and put on formal clothes, and was about to go find Lan Xun in person when he received a call from the hospital.

On the phone, Dr. Zhou's voice was full of panic, "Third Young Master, the master and second wife have come to the hospital..."

"I'll be there soon." Chi Yuhan frowned slightly. While answering the phone, he walked towards the door of the suite and diverted to the hospital.

In the hospital, Lian Jiahui saw Chi Changhe and Zuo Meifeng appear at the door of her ward. Her hands shook and the eating bowl fell to the ground with an astonishing thud.

Her face was tense and her eyes were focused on Chi Changhe, showing confusion, fear, and fear.

"Jiahui..." Chi Changhe walked towards her from the door and hesitantly called his wife's name.

He never expected that she would wake up again.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a vegetative person who had been in a coma for nearly ten years would actually wake up. He seems to be recovering pretty well.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" Lian Jiahui stared at him cautiously as he approached step by step.

She sat on the bed, panicked and frightened. She moved back, her eyes full of fear, and called her son, "Ahan, Ahan!"

Chi Changhe had walked to the center of her ward, getting closer and closer to her, and she became more and more frightened.

She knew that this man was her husband. But she was afraid of this man, just like her enemy, afraid of him.

"Ah, ah..." She began to yell and scream, looking for her son in panic and anxiety, like a child who had lost her parents and lost her sense of security, and was extremely helpless.

"...Don't pretend to be crazy. The master is here to see you. Don't be ignorant! I only advise you out of concern and understanding for the master." Zuo Meifeng followed up and said very considerately to her man.

She is gorgeously dressed, exquisitely groomed, and has a noble posture.

Although she is still her girlfriend in name and has no identity, when she appears here at this moment, her words and attitude all reveal that she is thinking about the old man, as if she is a married couple.

Lian Jiahui grabbed the quilt and turned to her with horrified eyes, "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Zuo Meifeng stopped, because she saw Chi Changhe also paused, with a complicated expression, and different emotions in his eyes, including self-blame and guilt.

He was troubled by this emotional influence and hesitated, which also affected her judgment.

Haven't they been living well without her these years? Why did he hesitate when Lian Jiahui woke up?

They divorced and have not left each other for so many years.

Before, Lian Jiahui was in a coma, which was the best time for divorce. However, no relative representative of Lian Jiahui attended the court and was willing to sign for her.

Therefore, this divorce is settled.

She thought that Lian Jiahui would remain in a coma until her death, and the position of the matron of the Chi family would belong to her sooner or later.

Now, Lian Jiahui is awake!

So unexpected! After she was surprised, she immediately encouraged the old man to divorce.

She had been looking forward to this day for so long, but she couldn't let it fall short.

"Jiahui, Jiahui, I am Changhe." Chi Changhe slowed down, walked around the rice bowl that fell on the ground, walked forward slowly, and approached his wife slowly under the fearful eyes, "Jiahui, are you awake? "

He didn't know how long it had been since he came to see her.

Maybe she has been forgotten a long time ago.

Therefore, I don’t know when she woke up. The moment I heard she woke up, I couldn't believe it.

He came to see her, maybe there was an old relationship.

Lian Jiahui was extremely afraid of him.

She shrank, but still stepped back, and kept urging him, "Don't come over, just go away."

"Jiahui, I'm here to see you." Chi Changhe thought that his wife hadn't seen him for too many years, didn't know him well, or had a brain injury and lost some memories.

Wanting to wake her up, her majestic and unsmiling face now had a complex gentleness, "Jiahui, it's me who's here, I'm Changhe."

"Look at me, do you still recognize me?"

He sat down on the edge of the bed and wanted to touch her hand, but his wife suddenly shook her hand away. In addition to fear, there was resistance and unwelcomeness in her eyes.

How could Jiahui not recognize him even when he turned into ashes?

If he hadn't slapped her down the stairs, she wouldn't have been in a coma in the hospital for nearly ten years.

In the past ten years, she had been unconscious and separated from the world. She could not see the light or her son. She did not know how he was living and what he had grown into.

Like a dead person, sleeping on the bed unable to move.

After finally waking up and slowly regaining her memory, before her life was settled, he disgusted her again.

And the two of them came together. She was full of fear and disgust towards this couple.

Zuo Meifeng's face was full of displeasure when she saw that the old man was sitting on her hospital bed. She also frowned when she saw him reaching out to hold her hand, wanting to reminisce with her first wife.

I always judge the situation carefully, and when I saw this situation, I knew very well that I couldn't bring up divorce at this time.

You have to think of a way to get him back first.

She said considerately, "Master, we came here and looked at it. Since sister Jiahui regained consciousness, she is in good health and has a clear mind. There is nothing serious.

She's fine, so you can rest assured.

I think we should go back first. "

The old man is here, so she can't say too harsh things if she doesn't like them.

She only focused all her attention on the old man and asked him to go back. If he had the opportunity, he would come back to the ward to give her some color.

When Lian Jiahui saw her mistress approaching the bed, she was even more shocked and shouted, "Don't come here, leave, you all, get out of here!"

Chi Changhe stretched out his hand to touch her shoulder, lowered it and took it back amidst her screams not to come closer.

Zuo Meifeng's eyes turned left and right, "Sister Jiahui may be in a bad mood today. It's almost ten o'clock in the evening, and she also needs to eat and rest. When sister Jiahui feels better, she will come to visit another day... "

A clever mouth, eloquent.

Even Jiahui listened with rapt attention, and the fear in her eyes faded by three points, turning into admiration and even more shocked fear.

Think about why you can't defeat her?

So it turns out that I am missing a talking mouth?

"Master..." Zuo Meifeng saw that Chi Changhe was still sitting and wanted to reminisce about the past, so she walked forward and hugged his arm with both hands.

The tone was soft and the coquettishness was obvious, "Let's go back first and don't disturb my sister to rest. She needs time to rest, and she can't be stimulated again during the recovery period.

Master, you are tired too. Let me rub it for you when you get back. "

Zuo Meifeng coaxed and coaxed, and helped the old man get up with both hands, preparing to leave.

A tall black shadow rushed in, carrying a gust of cold wind, accompanied by a cold and stern roar: "Get out of here!"

Chi Yuhan rushed in and pointed at the door, "Get out!"