"Not necessarily; mainly if something happens, Brother Zhongjin would send me a message." Chu Ziluo explained without hiding.
"Are you sure you want to show me?" Chu Heng's obsidian-like eyes showed no obvious emotion, even if it was Prince Rong who sent it to his daughter.
Seeing his reaction, Chu Ziluo had some speculations.
She nodded more firmly: "Yes, although both Mother and Father trust me and don't think Brother Zhongjin's character is questionable, if there's any mistake in our private correspondence, it wouldn't be good."
"Besides, Brother Zhongjin can deliver the letter to me, definitely with your permission, Father."
Looking at the eloquent Chu Ziluo, Chu Heng did not deny it, but his act of opening the envelope indicated his response.
Chu Ziluo's lips curved slightly as she waited quietly beside him.
From the beginning, she did not intend to hide from Father and Mother.
