Ye Rongyuan thought he hadn't talked much, but after chatting with his sister, he found himself parched, realizing he had been talking for over an hour.
"Oh no! I still need to pick up Ann tomorrow!" he exclaimed, hurriedly getting up. "I won't disturb your sleep anymore, sister. Good night!"
Eager to rest up for tomorrow, he rushed out of the room, completely unaware that the woman lying quietly on the hospital bed had slightly moved her hand beneath the blanket.
With Ye Rongyuan's chatter gone, the room was left with only the beeping of medical equipment, as if nothing had happened. The painting on the wall opposite the bed seemed to have brightened in color.
At six in the morning, the sun slowly began to rise.
At the Ye Corporation estate, a professional gardener turned on the rotating sprinkler system to help the flowers and plants absorb sunlight at the best moment.
Suddenly, the peaceful morning was shattered by the loud roar of an engine.