Chu Qianli's heart jolted.
Her slender body stiffened slightly.
She wanted to look back, fearing she might have heard wrong.
Parting today, truly, there was some reluctance.
Although she still couldn't remember what exactly had happened between them, she at least wanted to address him as the Fourth Prince...
"What? Not willing to give this Prince even a small item?" The man's voice sounded somewhat indifferent.
But if one listened more carefully, there was clearly also a hint of anticipation.
Chu Qianli finally turned around, looking at him: "Would the Fourth Prince also fancy my possessions?"
"That depends on whether it's something this Prince likes," his gaze was habitually cold.
But at this moment, it gradually warmed.
Chu Qianli bit her lip and slowly stepped back to him.
"That what's-it-called watch, I have one for farewell," he said.
He has one?
Chu Qianli was taken aback.
Could it really be something she had given him?