At this moment, Feng Chengjin stared deeply, lifted the cup of Tieguanyin in front of him, and drank a few sips. It wasn't until he finished the small cup of tea that he raised his eyes from deep thought.
Meeting his gaze, Feng Chengjin's dark eyes appeared even more like otherworldly glass against the classical setting.
"No matter what, I still have to trouble Minister Song one last time. Zixuan is innocent, she needs a stable family, and our future child needs a harmonious family atmosphere..."
Feng Chengjin's voice, towards the end, carried a blend of steadiness and gentleness amidst its clarity.
