Even though she had her suspicions, Su Qingyu still felt a wave of dizziness.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn piercing her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an emotionless face, his expression cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with a hint of turbulence.。