The former wifeapos;

Yu Jin's brow furrowed, her usually cold eyes softened slightly upon seeing the redness in his eyes, before they narrowed once more.,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.,In the driver's seat, a man with tea-colored sunglasses smirked, "Congratulations on your freedom."。