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.,Su Qingyu looked coldly at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you have any shame Thinking about him is useless, you'll never be able to marry into the Shen family.",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, his face cold and hard, only the depths of his eyes rippling.。