Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before I got married, I was locked inside.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face held a clear expression of satisfaction. She had been waiting for this day for far too long, so long that she was almost out of patience.,He Shen Zhao actually had a child with Cheng Ru Jin. Su Qing Yu's heart felt like it was being ripped out by a sharp blade, paining her whole body to tremble.。