Su Qingyu and Shen Z

Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I used to live before I got married, I was locked inside.,Su Qingyu coldly looked at Cheng Ruijin, “Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame Thinking about him is useless, you’ll never be able to marry into the Shen family.”,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, his face cold and hard, only the depths of his eyes rippled.。