Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

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.,No sooner had the words left his lips than Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,Shen Zhao actually had a child with Cheng Ruijin. Su Qingyu's heart felt as if it had been ripped out by a sharp blade, aching all over and trembling.。