The two hands hanging by his side clenched into fists silently, trembling.,Nansong interrupted him for the first time, her eyes bloodshot with persistence, and... unwillingness. "Why does it have to be now that you bring up divorce",In a short while, Yu Jinwen strode out of the guest room carrying someone horizontally. The person was thin and sickly, covered with a hand-embroidered quilt embroidered by Nan Song.。