Men Tend to Be Fickle

Li Beinian leaned over curiously and saw what Mu Xichen was holding.

This item had accompanied her for more than ten years, she could recognize it at a glance.

Seeing the amulet, Li Beinian exclaimed in surprise. "You haven't thrown it away. Didn't this break the other time?"

Li Beinian stepped forward and took it from him. "It's so broken. I still remember that the cotton inside was dug out by me."

Mu Xichen's expression darkened on hearing this.

Sensing that something was wrong, she asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember if there was anything else inside after you took out the cotton?"

This time round, it was Li Beinian's turn to look surprised. She said without a moment of hesitation, "No, it was just cotton used for filling. What else would there be?"

Although she had said that, her mind was racing.

At that time, Mu Xichen was injured. She had thought that there would be cotton in the pouch.