Han Jun! "Ling Wei exclaimed and ran up to Han Jun, hugging him tightly."
Zi Chen's eyes widened, and he looked dumbfounded.
Hai Yang, who stood beside Han Jun, clenched her fists tightly and took several steps away from them.
A sweet smile appeared on Han Jun's face as he embraced Ling Wei as well. "It's fine; I'm back," he consoled, patting her back.
Ling Wei sniffed before releasing herself from Han Jun's embrace. "I was so worried," she admitted.
"You haven't had any sleep for days?" Han Jun asked looking at her paled face, his brows furrowed.
"You weren't anywhere near me. How did you expect me to sleep?" Ling Wei chuckled lightly.
"Things aren't done like that. Unless you sense that I'm dead, you shouldn't punish yourself with sleeplessness, do you understand?"
Ling Wei nodded, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips. "I understand," she replied.
