"Shen Zhao, didn't you say you... wouldn't have children Where did this child come from",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.","I'm afraid your thoughts are too heavy, even thinking about adopting a child, even if you can never consummate the marriage."。