Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat on the locked door with all her might.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before I got married, I was locked inside.,The Shen family's status is far too high for someone like Cheng Ruijin, a descendant of a criminal, to even aspire to. Let alone becoming the main wife, even being a concubine is beyond his reach.。