Shen Zhixiu Su Qingy

The winter of the twentieth year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,Su Qingyu looked coldly at Cheng Ruijin, "Husband Who are you calling husband Do you even have any shame Dwelling on him is useless, you'll never be able to marry into the Shen family.",As soon as the words left her lips, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.。