Xie Shuning leaned her head against the window, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.,Wen Xueluo's family was once very glorious. When she was only two years old, she was betrothed to Yan Huai, the son of a Duke. Although the two never ended up together, everyone knows that Yan Huai's things can only be discarded and cannot be picked up by others.,"Yeah, it's obvious..." Xie Shuning murmured softly, "I'm cold, hug me..."。