Lin Niannian's hands were handcuffed behind her back, her fists clenched white, but she still couldn't help trembling.,Jin Cheng raised his stemmed glass nonchalantly, the ruby liquid swirling inside, brimming with an unknown essence.,"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.。