
Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi
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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.,The crisp sound of a lock being picked echoed from outside, the door creaked open, but the person who entered surprised Su Qingyu.,Chen Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face was clearly filled with smugness. She had waited for this day for so long, it felt like she was running out of patience.。