Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat against the locked door with all her might.,And Cheng Ruijin's hand was still holding a two-year-old child, she had never seen this child before, and Cheng Ruijin was also unmarried.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Thankfully, three years of forbearance hadn't been in vain.。