When Liu Ying opened her eyes again, she was lying on a soft bed, with the concerned smile of her husband Han Zhikun still in her sight.
"Don't worry, I know everything now. Don't be afraid; I will always be by your side." Han Zhikun looked at Liu Ying, who had just awoken, gripped her hand tightly, and spoke affectionately.
Liu Ying blinked her eyes and stared blankly at the man beside her pillow, beginning to doubt if all she had seen in his office was just an illusion.
However, soon, Han Zhikun pulled out a bag of lychee, grinning at Liu Ying, "Look what I brought you? Your favorite lychee."
Liu Ying's expression froze, the red bag of lychee seemed like a laughing cold death reaper from hell.
"What's wrong?" Han Zhikun noticed Liu Ying's strange expression and asked.
Even though he hid it well, Liu Ying still caught a fleeting tension in his eyes.
