Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Su Qingyu's face was ashen and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.,"I will still bear your mother's curses, for without a child, I have become the sinner of the Shen family."。