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 I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face wore a distinct look of pride. She had waited for this day for far too long, so long that she was almost losing patience.,Chen Zhao unexpectedly had a child with Cheng Ruijin. Su Qingyu's heart felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade, pain radiating through her entire body.。