
Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi
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author: 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.,Even though she had already guessed, Su Qingyu still felt dizzy for a moment.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, his face cold and hard, only the depths of his eyes rippling with emotion.。