Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi
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author: Shen Zhixiu Su Qingy
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.,Su Qingyu's heart sank, and she asked, "What do you want to do",For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。