Chapter 44

"What even is all this? Are wealthy families really this messy? If they still won't divorce, let's respect their choice, wish them well, and lock them together for good."

"Chen Jingxian, get a divorce! I've even got evidence!"

"Sister Song Gua, talk some sense into her! Netizens have breasts to worry about too!"

"I'm dying laughing. President Song, just give in to her. She's even willing for all four of you to live happily together. Don't be ungrateful."

"I'm on your side, sis. Divorce is the absolute easiest punishment for the man. Make sure you get the money and repay every bit of the hurt you've suffered."

The netizens all chimed in, offering Chen Jingxian advice along the way. Song Linhai stood to one side, nearly beside himself with rage, but the three women had him pinned so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

His face, purple as pig liver with fury, flashed with pleas for help, but no one paid him any attention.

Song Yurou stood nearby, looking secretly delighted. Only after a long while did she finally step forward. "Mom, how could you do this? Where does this leave Dad's dignity?"

"Dad, don't be sad either. Even if my little brother isn't your child, I'll always be your child."

Song Shiwei, Scumbag Song's actual child herself: [Yes, yes, yes, you're his child. You two can rot and stink together!]

Song Ruchu still hadn't processed what had happened. He could only stand blankly to one side like a statue, his eyes glazed and his mouth frozen open in terror.

Song Shiwei smiled faintly. Scared stupid, huh, you dumbass.

Song Shiwei walked over to Song Ruchu, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Your mom doesn't want you anymore. Your dad doesn't want you either. You're an orphan now."

Song Ruchu plopped onto the floor and burst into loud sobs. "Song Shiwei, you're lying! Dad, you wouldn't abandon me, right? I'm your only son!"

Looking at this child who didn't resemble him in the slightest, Song Linhai recalled the humiliation Chen Jingxian had just inflicted on him. His fury instantly erupted, and he kicked Song Ruchu hard in the chest. "You bastard of unknown origin, get the hell away from me!"

Song Ruchu was kicked far away. He hurriedly scrambled back in utter panic and clung to Chen Jingxian's leg. "Mom, I'm your son! You can't abandon me! Explain it to Dad. Today's April Fools' Day, right?"

"Sorry, today isn't April Fools' Day, and I meant what I said. I don't want you anymore." Chen Jingxian lowered her head slightly and spoke softly.

Song Ruchu was no good either. If it weren't for him, her health wouldn't have deteriorated this badly, and that sick pervert Song Linhai wouldn't have thought of tormenting her that way.

She hated Song Linhai, and she hated Song Ruchu too. That was why she had raised him into a good-for-nothing who knew only eating, drinking, and having fun. She wanted to see exactly what this little waste would face once he was discovered not to be Song Linhai's son.

Now that day had finally arrived. She knew Song Linhai would never let a child who wasn't his remain in the Song Family.

The little demon Song Ruchu was finally about to meet his own hell.

Watching Song Ruchu, Song Shiwei had only one word in her heart: satisfying! Two words: very satisfying. Three words: so damn satisfying.

She was the sort to settle grudges on the spot, leaving sorrow to others and keeping happiness for herself.

Song Linhai had been so furious that his mind had gone blank. Only now did he remember Song Shiwei was standing nearby too. "You unfilial daughter! Are you just going to watch your father get pushed around? Hurry up and save me!"

Song Shiwei silently rolled her eyes inwardly. [You old pervert, dream the hell on.]

She spoke with an aggrieved expression. "Dad, Auntie is your wife. She must have your best interests at heart. Just bear with it, and whatever you do, don't get divorced. Otherwise, it could affect the stock price."

Song Linhai stamped his feet in fury. "Song Shiwei! I brought you home, and this is how you repay me? You're my daughter, yet you're helping outsiders! You're not worth even one of Yurou's fingers!"

"Dad, don't say that about my sister. She didn't mean to say that." Song Yurou chimed in from the side.

Song Shiwei smiled and said frankly, "I absolutely meant to say it. Didn't you say he couldn't get divorced either? Otherwise, it would affect the stock price. I'm just repeating what you said, little sister."

"You brought me home? Did you genuinely want to bring me home? I just happened to be your daughter and happened to become a pawn you could use. Song Linhai, you never raised me. I'm already doing you a favor by calling you Dad."

Song Yurou: ??

What kind of madness had gotten into Song Shiwei? Wasn't she saying that she was the instigator who had egged on this whole farce?

Song Linhai was now lashing out at everyone. He slapped Song Yurou across the face. "Why are you butting in? I'm scolding your sister! Song Shiwei, you ungrateful wolf, you'll get your retribution sooner or later!"

"Don't worry. Yours will come sooner than mine." Song Shiwei snorted coldly.

[Auntie Chen Jingxian, whatever you do, don't let this scumbag dad of mine off. Make him miss nine meals in three days, and give him a few whacks with a little steel rod when there's nothing else to do.]

Seeing Song Linhai practically jumping up to curse at Song Shiwei, the Jiang Family members hurriedly stepped in front of her of their own accord. "Mr. Song, Shiwei is now the Jiang Family's daughter-in-law. Please think before you speak."

Chen Jingxian and the young girl Song Linhai had brought each grabbed a fistful of his already sparse hair. With a calm expression, Chen Jingxian said, "Honey, let's go home. I've even made soup for you."

The girl Song Linhai had brought scraped her scarlet nails across his face. "Exactly, Old Song. I'll definitely treat you well from now on, don't you worry. You're in for a whole lot of suffering-pfft, pfft, pfft, I mean, a whole lot of blessings."

Just like that, a fistful of Song Linhai's hair was torn out, leaving his already sparse horseshoe of hair completely bald. He immediately began howling like ghosts and wolves. Everyone else pretended not to see, watching as Chen Jingxian and his little mistress dragged him away.

They silently gave a thumbs-up in their hearts too. Damn, this melon was satisfying to eat. They absolutely couldn't let go until they'd tormented that old pervert to death.