"How can it be the same? My violin is different; it's the one your father gave me..."
She nodded, then laughed a bit, gently reminding her, "Yes! I almost forgot such an important detail. I still remember, your violin had Dad's initials engraved on it."
"Yes, yes! That's the violin..."
Realizing the other person had fallen for it, Gu Qianqian didn't even bother to disguise her emotions, directly saying exaggeratedly, "Oops! I seem to have remembered wrongly. On that violin, it seems it wasn't Dad's initials, but yours."
"..."
One moment saying this, another saying that; what she said was extremely contradictory. If that woman still couldn't understand what she meant, that would be too foolish.
So the woman panicked, unable to speak coherently...
Her reaction was exactly as Gu Qianqian had anticipated, so her smile became even colder. She knew she was feeling guilty, but still she asked, "What's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?"
"I..."
