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.,Lin Niannian gathered her courage and looked up, her stubborn eyes filled with mist as she met his gaze.。