Shen Hua seemed thoughtful and not at all embarrassed.
So these were the contents of the letter.
She had received many love letters, but this was the first time she knew what they said. She couldn't help feeling a bit smug.
And for no other reason.
Her literacy was limited. She certainly couldn't ask Zhou Zhizhi about it.
Thanks to Cui Yun's help this time, she finally understood what love letters were like.
She did not know who Zhou Anchun was.
But she remembered the honey dates, the best she had ever tasted.
Cui Yun's voice was gentle: "Is there any marriage arrangement for her?"
Shen Zhi: "Not yet."
Cui Yun nodded in understanding.
"That's our failing as brothers, no wonder she's worried about seeking a match for herself."
"Shen Hua."
His eyes had a subtle glow: "Among these dozen or so letters, whose do you fancy the most? I can help you pull some strings."
"Don't falsely accuse me!"
