The former wifeapos;

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.,The two hands hanging by his side clenched into fists silently, trembling.,Her face was pale and sickly, as if she could disappear from this world at any moment. She was completely lost in Yu Jinwen, her voice barely a whisper, "Jin Ge, Miss Lu..."。