Qiao Xiaon'an finally paused and turned around to face Chu Nantian, "Yes." Her eyes were full of righteousness, "It's a watch my husband gifted me, is there a problem?"
It has only been a little over a month -- that is, she and Yun Mo just got married over a month ago.
What's the current state of her relationship with Yun Mo?
Chu Nantian looked at the Patek Philippe on her wrist, delicate and luxurious, straightforwardly Yun Mo's style. Then he slowly raised his head, his eyes full of pain, crashing against her natural confidence, "An'an, you've never accepted any valuable gifts from me before. You said, you couldn't just casually accept things from others."
Qiao Xiaon'an adjusted her bag on her shoulder, "But Amo isn't just anyone, he's my husband. Is there anything wrong with accepting gifts from my own husband?"
"..." Chu Nantian felt like his heart was being piercingly pricked, a throbbing pain spread within.
