Wang Zhenzhen's eyes instantly welled with tears. Her gaze wavered, and her words trembled as she spoke, "Husband~~, you... you're awake?"
"Awake?" Gong Daoyang's eyes held a trace of confusion as he asked doubtfully, "What happened to me?"
Just those simple words caused Wang Zhenzhen's tears to fall like pearls from a broken string, landing heavily on Gong Daoyang's outstretched hand. She was so choked with emotion that she couldn't utter a single word.
This thoroughly alarmed Gong Daoyang. Flustered, he reached out to wipe away his wife's tears.
But at that moment, he also realized something else: his other arm was intensely numb. The numbness felt as if he had stepped into an anthill in the mountains, or as if he were gripping a live electrical wire.
Gong Daoyang panicked. His last memory was of him and his wife ordering food at a high-class restaurant, enjoying their blissful world for two.
But... what on earth had happened?
