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.,In the driver's seat, a man with tea-colored sunglasses smirked, "Congratulations on your freedom.",He handed the laptop to Nansong, “It's time to be yourself again. We've all been waiting for your return.”。