Xu Xiyan was silent. She knew it was a ridiculous request. Why would Xue Yating willingly hand her precious baby to someone else?
She would have to be insane to do that!
Xue Yating was most definitely not insane. She knew exactly what she was doing. "Jing Xi, if you want a violin, I can give you a better one. Surely it isn't necessary for us to squabble over this specific violin?"
"But that violin has sentimental value for me."
Xu Xiyan watched despairingly as Xue Yating placed the violin back into its case. She knew that it was futile: Xu Xiyan would never agree to her request.
"Oh? What sentimental value? Tell me. Who knows, I might change my mind if I find your explanation to be reasonable," Xue Yating said jokingly.
"Because… it was left to me by my late mother. I want it back," said Xu Xiyan softly. There was a faint glimmer of light in her eyes.
