She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body couldn't take it anymore.,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.。