Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I used to live before I got married, I was locked inside.,Shen Zhao actually had a child with Cheng Ruijin. Su Qingyu's heart felt as if it had been ripped out by a sharp blade, pain radiating throughout her body.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。