His crimsons lips curled up bit by bit, "Russian roulette, dare to play?"
"Bo Chenghe, are you insane?" Nangong Jin’s eyes widened in shock.
Inside, Di Jinxuan had already seen and heard everything. As she swung open the door, she saw Nangong Jin with a gun in his hand, a smile brimming as he pointed it at his own chest.
Di Jinxuan was struck dumb with fear. Without thinking, she rushed over, snatched the gun from his hand, and without hesitation, slapped him across the face.
Nangong Jin didn’t dodge; he took the slap hard, and five finger marks appeared on his stunning face.
Di Jinxuan froze, then after the shock wore off, she looked at him furiously, "Nangong Jin, are you sick in the head?"
Nangong Jin didn’t speak, just gazed at her intensely. The usually sparkling peach-blossom eyes now held an unspeakable sorrow, a shadow of darkness that had never before enveloped him, lingering around.
"Xuanxuan..." Bo Chenghe hurried forward.
But Nangong Jin stepped forward and embraced Di Jinxuan; his throat seemed choked up as he buried his face in her neck. His usually magnificent voice was uncharacteristically somber, "Yes, I am sick, lovesick. Wife, I’ve said it so many times; do you have the cure? If you don’t, I might as well be dead."
Di Jinxuan took a deep breath, at a loss for words. This scoundrel, this big scoundrel!
He was blatantly clinging to her! But his words just now...
"Get off me; get up, drop dead again," Di Jinxuan shoved him away. "Go be crazy at your own home. Do you think acting insane in front of others is amusing? How old are you? Immature much, aren’t you bored?"
"Wife..." Nangong Jin’s eyes filled with grievance.
"Shut up." Di Jinxuan glared at him, then turned and smiled at Bo Chenghe, "That one, he’s a bit slow, ignore him."



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