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.,The steward rushed over to report, "Miss Zhu just vomited up what she had just eaten again, and it sounds awful!",He handed the laptop to Nansong, “It's time to be yourself again. We've all been waiting for your return.”。