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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, didn't you say you... wouldn't have children Where did this child come from",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.。