Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,Shen Zhao actually had a child with Cheng Ruijin. Su Qingyu's heart felt as if it had been ripped out by a sharp blade, aching all over and trembling.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。