Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, and she had a clear look of pride on her face. She had waited for this day for far too long; it felt like she was losing patience.,As soon as the words left her lips, Shen Zhao walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn stuck in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.。