Cheng Ruijin's voice was soft, but her face held a clear expression of pride. She had waited for this day for far too long, so long that she had almost lost patience.,For Cheng Ruijin, her family background was like a thorn stuck in her heart. Fortunately, three years of enduring it hadn't been in vain.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, approaching Su Qingyu coquettishly and whispering, "You mean the first time I was thinking it was at the funeral of Shen's third master. His elders were discussing using filial piety to push for your marriage while he was in his study making love with me."。