As soon as the words left her lips, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,Shen Zhao actually had a child with Cheng Ruijin. Su Qingyu's heart felt like it was being ripped apart by a sharp blade, pain shooting through her whole body.,For Cheng Ruijin, family background was a thorn piercing her heart. Luckily, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.。