Despite the circumstances, she still could not neglect her skin. Masks were still necessary.
"Did you really give me that watch?"
"Does it really matter if I was the one who gave it to you?" she hissed.
"I was just asking a casual question. Why are you getting so riled up?"
An Xiaoning ignored him and leaned against the headboard while using her mobile phone.
However, the more she refused to communicate with him, the more he tried to talk to her.
"When did you give it to me?"
"Long, long time ago. It's been eight or nine years since I gave it to you. I gave it to you during our first year of marriage," she said calmly.
"I didn't know that it was a gift from you, that's why I… told you to throw it away."
An Xiaoning was not a petty person, and she knew that he was Henry, not Jin Qingyan.
"Who gave you this new one?"
