Su Qingyu Shen Zhixi
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Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went back home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where she lived before she got married, she was locked inside.,Chen Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face was clearly filled with smugness. She had waited for this day for so long, it felt like she was running out of patience.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, arrogantly leaned towards Su Qingyu, and whispered, "You're talking about the first time Let me think, it was at the funeral of the third master Shen. His elders were discussing how to get you two married during the period of filial piety while he was in his study making love with me."。