The winter of the twentieth year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,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.,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."。