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 I used to live before getting married, I was locked inside.,A crisp click of the lock echoed from outside, followed by the slow creak of the door opening. But the person who entered was unexpected to Su Qingyu.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, and a clear look of pride was on her face. She had been waiting for this day, for far too long, so long that she almost lost her patience.。