Lin Niannian's hands were handcuffed behind her back, her fists clenched white, but she still couldn't help trembling.,Unbeknownst to him, the glimmer in her eyes, flickering on and off like a flame, had already caught Jin Cheng's gaze.,The wine was poured into him unceremoniously, the remnants dripping down his open collar and onto his servant's tunic. It left the man cold.。