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 she lived before she got married, she was locked inside.,And Cheng Ruijin was still holding a two-year-old child by the hand. She had never seen this child before, and Cheng Ruijin was unmarried as well.,Cheng Ruijin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's side, his voice gloomy: "Cousin, he's not unable to, it's that he can't face you."。