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.,Tomorrow is their third wedding anniversary. They have planned a lot, and they even thought about three years from now, and then another three years, twenty three-year periods, that's a lifetime.,Nan Song flipped directly to the last page and saw Xi's signature. His eyes flashed, and he gently rubbed the name "Yu Jinwen" with his fingertips, his nose stinging.。