Nansong stood behind Yu Jinwen, staring at his tall and straight back like a pine tree. Looking at his cold and stern face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, she felt her heart sink to the bottom.,Nan Song wiped away the icy tears, stood up from the ground. The once fragile person became incredibly cold, with an unwavering determination in their eyes.,Since it's started with this name, let's end it with this name.。