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 getting married, I was locked inside.,As soon as the words left her lips, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was a thorn piercing her heart. Luckily, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。