"What exactly is it, why can't you even let me take a peek? Stingy! In the future, if I have anything good, I won't show it to you either!" After saying this, Xiaomei suddenly seemed to think of something and whispered mysteriously into Mu Keren's ear: "Could it be a love letter written to your husband?"
Xiaomei's mysterious words made Mu Keren's face suddenly flush pink.
"No, it's not that!" Writing love letters is such a childish thing done when dating, Mu Keren has long stopped doing that for years.
"Not a love letter? If it's not, then why can't you even let me take a look?" Xiaomei's curiosity stretched her neck, unable to see a thing, so she resorted to taunting.
To prove her innocence and that she hadn't written such an embarrassing love letter, Mu Keren simply opened her little notebook.
The notebook was filled with words written with several colors of ink, some with cute stickers and highlighted tags.
