Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,Su Qingyu's heart sank, and she asked, "What do you want to do",For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn stuck in her heart. Fortunately, three years of enduring it hadn't been in vain.。