In the hospital room, Song Chuxue stood alone by the window, speaking on the phone in a hushed voice, looking very careful: "Can't you think of a way to get rid of those two little bastards? Jingxuan cares too much about them. It's because of their existence that he kicked me out."
She paused, then continued: "It's not necessary to take their lives. Old Mr. Feng cares a lot about the kids, and they can also secure my position for the time being, but they need a harsh lesson, one that won't let them disrupt my plans."
The best outcome would be to seriously hurt them, preventing them from casting a wool over Feng Jingxuan's eyes, and once I have children with Feng Jingxuan, they'll become worthless.
At that thought, a flash of malice crossed Song Chuxue's eyes.
At noon, when the chauffeur went to pick up the kids from school, he saw the two children come out.
Sweetie Yu said, "The teacher assigned us a drawing homework, I need to buy crayons at the supermarket."