Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,"I'm afraid your thoughts are too heavy, even thinking about adopting a child, even if you can never consummate the marriage."。