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Three days ago, her grandmother fell ill. She returned home to visit, and as soon as she stepped into the room where she had lived before marriage, she was locked inside.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an expressionless face, her face cold and hard. Only in the depths of her eyes did a ripple appear.。