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.,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.,Actually, over the past three years, I've given him many gifts, each carefully chosen. Yet, in the end, they all ended up idle in the closet or directly in the trash can, just like my true feelings for him.。