The former wifeapos;

Yu Jin's brow furrowed, her usually cold eyes softened slightly upon seeing the redness in his eyes, before they narrowed once more.,Nan Song stood at the top of the stairs, Zhuo Xuan lay in Yu Jin Wen Hui's arms, looking up at Nan Song with triumphant gleam in her eyes.,Just an hour ago, the sick person smiled and said to me, “I’ve been parading around like I own the place, just give him back to me.”。