Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I walked into the room where I lived before I got married, I was locked inside.,"Shen Zhao, didn't you say that you... wouldn't have children Where did this child come from",For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。