Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face wore a distinctly proud expression. She had been waiting for this day for far too long; so long that she was almost losing patience.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an impassive expression, his face cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with emotion.。