The sarcasm was directed at Ning Qing, but it easily messed up Yan Sichen's behavior.
He turned his head around in a panic and looked at the woman. "Qing Qing, it's not like that!"
"I believe you."
Ning Qing was very calm and did not show any distrust.
She responded too quickly, causing his explanation to be stuck in his throat.
Ning Qing stared at Nian Lie intently and retorted, "Have you slept with fewer women?"
Nian Lie looked at her coldly and pressed the cigarette butt between his fingers into his palm.
It hurt and made him remain indifferent.
However, his silence was a silent agreement in Ning Qing's eyes.
Her brows were filled with mockery, and her words were even more hurtful than blades.
"What right do you have to criticize others?"
A cold smile appeared on Nian Lie's thin lips.
"What about you?"
"…"
