"This envelope and the letter paper inside were given to me by my classmates. When I was studying, I earned money any way I could, including writing love letters for others. Those girls just loved to use pink envelopes and letter paper for their love letters, even spraying perfume on them, thinking it was particularly girlish. They left lots of paper and envelopes with me, and I didn't want to spend money on new paper, so I just used them."
Rong Qingqing stomped her foot, "Open it and see if it's a challenge letter!"
Back then, Rong Qingqing thought she was making a good profit writing love letters for others. Not only did she earn cash, but she also got free paper and envelopes.
Everything produced by Rong Qingqing never needed to be rewritten.
Shen Jue had zero interest in opening and reading it now.
If this really was a love letter, he would've dismissed it back then, but now, he actually wanted to take a proper look at it.
