After three years of marriage, the man is still as stingy with words as ever. The three cold and distant words he uttered lacked any warmth.,Wiping her nose, she swallowed the tears welling up inside, refusing to let them fall. Picking up a pen, she signed her name on the side—Lunan Song.,In the driver's seat, a man with tea-colored sunglasses smirked, "Congratulations on your freedom."。