"Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?" Seeing him writing leisurely under such a critical situation, Uncle Han questioned him.
"Writing a love letter." Jiang Yuning poked his ears with his pen and said, "I'm not good at it. You guys have any suggestions?"
Nian Xi nearly passed out. The situation wasn't good, yet he was still thinking about writing love letters.
Fang Qi glanced at Nian Xi in a meaningful way, then laughed and asked him, "Who is the love letter for?"
"I'm not telling you." Jiang Yuning lowered his head, then sneakily glanced at Nian Xi, with a faint smile.
Nian Xi wanted to crawl into a deep hole.
Please, you are making it so obvious, she thought.
Zhan Hong laughed and said, "You are amazing. We are all over forty. We forgot about how to write love letters long ago. But I do know that a love letter is for expressing your true heart. Just write down whatever crosses your mind. That'll be enough."
