Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face held a clear expression of pride. She had waited for this day for far too long, so long that she had almost lost patience.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn stuck in her heart. Fortunately, three years of enduring it hadn't been in vain.。