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.”,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.。