"Hmm..."
"President Wen, you should rest for a while. When your wife arrives, you'll be in a better state, and she'll also be more at ease."
Han Feng made a reasonable suggestion, and Wen Zhan closed his eyes.
But the thought of seeing her soon made it impossible for him to sleep.
Time suddenly stretched infinitely, and in his mind, he recalled the moment they plunged into the river, the overwhelming fear and panic surged up with the rushing water.
At that moment, he thought the two of them would be parted by life and death.
His thoughts drifted for an unknown amount of time, and in a daze, he heard the sound of a door opening.
Han Feng approached again, and before he could speak, Wen Zhan suddenly lifted his eyelids—
Mu Wanqing followed behind Han Feng. Seeing him awake at such a coincidence, she understood immediately.
"Haven't you slept at all?"