She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body had already reached its limit.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn embedded in her heart. Fortunately, three years of forbearance were not in vain.,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."。