Chén Rújǐn's voice was soft, and her face held a clear expression of pride. She had waited for this day for far too long; so long that she was almost losing patience.,"Shen Zhao, how could you do such a thing Look into your heart and ask yourself, how have I treated you these past few years",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.。