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 she lived before she got married, she was locked inside.,Chen Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face was clearly filled with smugness. She had waited for this day for so long, it felt like she was running out of patience.,Cheng Ruijin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's side, his voice gloomy: "Cousin, he's not unable to, it's that he can't face you."。