Su Qingyu's face was as pale as paper, her features haggard and drawn. She pounded relentlessly on the locked door.,The Shen family's status is far too high for someone like Cheng Ruijin, a descendant of a criminal, to even aspire to. Let alone becoming the main wife, even as a concubine, Cheng Ruijin wouldn't be qualified.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。