She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body had long since grown weak from the cold.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance had not been in vain.,Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an impassive expression, his face cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with emotion.。