Xu Ruohua seemed to be showing some signs of improvement lately. She was not going insane all day long.
Sometimes, she was able to carry on a sensible conversation with Xu Qiaoqiao.
Like at this moment. However...
Upon hearing Xu Qiaoqiao's question, she furrowed her eyebrows, "What gemstone necklace?"
Xu Qiaoqiao explained, "That big one, it's about half the size of a baby's fist, a beautiful azure color. Oh, right, it was strung on a delicate platinum chain…"
Upon hearing this, Xu Ruohua laughed, "Oh, that imitation?"
Xu Qiaoqiao paused, "Imitation?"
Xu Ruohua nodded, "Yes, an imitation. I don't know where I put it. I must've thrown it away, right?"
Xu Qiaoqiao: ...!
Even if it was an imitation, considering its look, it was still valuable.
And that chain was made of real gold and silver!
How could she just throw it away?
She bit her lip, recalling the last time Xu Ruohua gave it to her when she was mentally unstable.