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Su Qingyu's face was ashen, haggard and she pounded on the locked door with all her might.,"Shen Zhao, didn't you say that you...wouldn't have children Where did this child come from",For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn piercing her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.。