Su Qingyu's face was ashen, haggard and she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,Ching Rujin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's front, her voice gloomy: "Sister, he's not incapable, it's that he can't face you.",For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn piercing her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.。