Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for three days. It was the middle of winter, and her body couldn't take it anymore.,As soon as the words were spoken, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an emotionless face, his expression cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with a hint of turbulence.。