Are You Happy if You Torture Me to Death?

Nan Zhi's tone did not seem jealous, nor did it contain much emotion.

It was a very calm question.

If he had to identify an emotion, it would be purely disgust or hate.

She really hated unfaithful men.

Unfaithful men were worse than trash and were the scum of the earth.

Nan Weiye and Bo Shaoxiu were like that. She had been hurt by them before, which was why she really looked down on people like that.

Mu Sihan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he took out the bullet that she returned to him from his pocket."You mean this?"

Nan Zhi froze slightly.

Didn't he already give it to Xue'er? Did he take it back again?

This bullet had a platinum necklace chain, while Xue'er's seemed to have a red string instead.

Was it not the same bullet?