As soon as his words fell, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,"Aside from being born into a marquis's household, what makes you superior to me If not for my family's status, how could I possibly lose to you",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an expressionless face, her face cold and hard. Only in the depths of her eyes did a ripple appear.。