Zhang Yu stared at the envelope for a long time. Honestly, she never expected that Zhang Fu would actually write her a letter.
"Dad actually wrote to you." Zhang Juan said enviously; she had never received a letter from home.
"Yeah, it's like a weasel wishing a chicken a happy New Year, up to no good." Zhang Yu replied irritably, no need to open the letter; even a fool knows it's definitely nothing good.
Zhang Juan pouted, indeed, their parents were quite over the top. "But at least he wrote to you."
"Want me to show it to you?" She really didn't want to look at the letter. Knowing there's no good news but still feeling obliged to open it, the thought itself was distressing.
But then again, not looking wasn't an option; what if there's something important? She had no choice but to open the seal and take out the letter.
