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.,When the man said this, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he didn't show any indication of interest towards Yiyi. "Or, do you want something else...",A crack appeared on the man's composed face, he walked past Nan Song towards the guest room, his voice low and heavy: "Prepare the car, we're going to the hospital."。