The Painful Memories

As Yan Yuling fell into memories, Feng Zhexuan hugged her in panic. 

He came back earlier today so he could spend more time with his wife. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered their bedroom, he saw his wife passed out next to the dressing table.

When he saw his wife lying on the ground with her face as pale as paper, his heart sank instantly. He rushed over and tried to wake her up, but no matter how much he shook her and patted her face, she had no reaction.

Without wasting any time, he quickly hugged his wife and rushed to the elevator. As they descended to the parking lot, he felt for the first time in his life that living high up was not a good decision.

When he arrived at the car, he quickly put his wife in the passenger seat, buckled her seat belt, and walked to the driver's seat. The sound of tires scraping against the ground echoed around the car as it left the parking lot, leaving a layer of smoke from the tires.