The crisp sound of the lock being picked echoed from outside. The door creaked open slowly, but the person who entered surprised Su Qingyu.,Even if I die, you will never be able to marry into this family.,Cheng Ruijin slightly raised her chin, coquettishly leaned closer to Su Qingyu, and whispered, "You said first time I'll think about it, it was at the funeral of the third master Shen. His elders were studying how to take advantage of filial piety to marry you off, but he was in his study with me, tossing and turning."。