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Su Qingyu's face was ashen and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with a blank expression, his face cold and hard, only the depths of his eyes rippling with emotion.。

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