Su Qingyu and Shen Z

Su Qingyu's face was ashen, haggard and she beat relentlessly on the locked door.,"Shen Zhao, how could you do such a thing Look into your heart and ask yourself, how have I treated you these past few years",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, his face cold and hard, only the depths of his eyes rippling.。