Li Qiao found it curious that a letter had actually arrived at her house. She opened it and read that Han Ting mentioned that on the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, a few of them wanted to come over to see her, and he wondered if it would be convenient.
Of course, it was convenient for her.
Just as she was putting away the letter, she felt a burning gaze at her side. She turned her head to meet Qin Jin's eyes squarely, and her face reddened involuntarily, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm looking at what's written in the letter."
Li Qiao scoffed coldly, "What could it be? Of course, it's all about love and affection behind your back."
Qin Jin: "....." Was he supposed to jump up in anger or not? He refused to get angry!
Because there were many letters at the end of the year, Li Qiao chose not to correspond but to have Qin Jin send a telegram instead.
She then told him Han Ting's address and the content of her reply.
