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 I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,The crisp sound of a lock clicking echoed from outside, the door creaked open, but who walked in surprised Su Qingyu.,"I'm afraid you're dwelling too much on worries, even thinking about adopting a child. It wouldn't matter if we couldn't consummate our marriage."。