Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

The crisp sound of a lock being picked echoed from outside, the door creaked open, but the person who entered surprised Su Qingyu.,As soon as the voice fell, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, followed by a middle-aged man.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.。