My Sweet Wife: The C

Jin Cheng raised his stemmed glass nonchalantly, the ruby liquid swirling inside, brimming with an unknown essence.,His voice, laced with a power that was almost unnerving, fell like a simple statement of fact. Yet, Lin Niannian knew that this man, wielding immense authority, had just condemned both him and his family.,"Poor thing, did you also prepare this cup of love potion for me yourself" He finished his sentence without waiting for Lin Niannian's reaction, then left.。