Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

She hasn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It's winter again, and her body can't take it anymore.,As soon as the words left his mouth, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。