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.,As soon as the words left his lips, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, followed by a middle-aged man.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。