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.,Even though she had a hunch, Su Qingyu still felt dizzy for a moment.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, coquettishly leaning closer to Su Qingyu, and whispered, "You're talking about the first time Let me think, it was at the funeral of Master Shen the Third. His elders were discussing using filial piety to arrange your marriage while he was in his study, having a wild night with me."。