Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

She hasn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It's winter, and her body can't take it anymore.,The crisp sound of a lock being picked echoed from outside, the door creaked open, but the person who entered surprised Su Qingyu.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.。