Sang Wan saw Sang Que, stood up and rushed forward to hold her in her arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Sang Que felt that her mom was acting a bit strange, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly why.
"Mom, I'm sorry, there was a bit of an unexpected delay, but here I am back in one piece. Look."
Sang Wan released Sang Que, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and looked her up and down.
"Why are your hands so cold? I dreamed someone had taken your heart, and you told me many people died, did you suffer a serious injury?"
Sang Wan asked with concern, while Sang Que assured her she was fine, trying to calm her mom down, all the while scanning her mom from head to toe.
Her gaze fell on her mom's legs, causing Sang Que to frown, feeling puzzled, as if the thoughts in her mind had been stolen away.
She turned her gaze away, spotting a wheelchair in the study.
But her mom isn't disabled, so why is there an electric wheelchair in the house?
Wait!
