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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.,Isn't it just that, even if reduced to the dust, it's still impossible to defeat this man and make him submit.,Nan Song wiped away the icy tears, stood up from the ground. The once fragile person became incredibly cold, with an unwavering determination in their eyes.。