Su Qingyu's face was as pale as paper, her features haggard and drawn. She pounded relentlessly on the locked door.,Even though she had already guessed, Su Qingyu still felt dizzy for a moment.,Cheng Ruijin walked step by step to Su Qingyu's side, his voice gloomy: "Sister, he's not unable to, he's just incapable when facing you."。