Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi

Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat on the locked door with all her might.,She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for three days. It was the middle of winter, and her body couldn't take it anymore.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, and a clear expression of pride graced her face. She had been waiting for this day for far too long, so long that she had almost lost patience.。