Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, and she had a clear look of pride on her face. She had waited for this day for far too long; it felt like she was losing patience.,Shen Zhao actually had a child with Cheng Ruijin. Su Qingyu's heart felt like it was being ripped apart by a sharp blade, paining her whole body.。