Su Qingyu's face was pale and haggard, she beat hard on the locked door.,Su Qingyu felt a twinge of uneasiness in her heart.,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."。