
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 walked into the room where I lived before I got married, I was locked inside.,Su Qingyu coldly looked at Cheng Rujin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame Thinking about him is useless. You'll never be able to marry into the Shen family.",For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。