"Damn it! I knew it was like this!"
Han Zhijin kicked the table furiously, ignoring the trembling waitress as he left the room.
When he reached his car, he was inexplicably annoyed, and kicked the vehicle furiously.
He had been clinging to a shred of hope, thinking that everything he'd imagined last night was real... Turns out, it was all the mischief of Ai Jiang!
But those images he conjured in his fantasies, weren't they too real? So real... as if it had really happened!
...
He left the abandoned factory and returned to Xie Lin's hospital, it was already six in the morning.
In the car, Xia Wan'an, who hadn't slept well the night before, could not resist the onset of fatigue, her head slumped onto the back of the seat, and she fell asleep.
When the car stopped in front of the inpatient building, Han Jingnian did not allow anyone to wake Xia Wan'an. Out of helplessness, Xie Lin instructed for a stretcher, and had Xia Wan'an moved into a hospital room.
